During the time Altina lived at Lawrence Manor, she had a peaceful and happy life.
After drifting from place to place for so long, even her sleep had become sweet and restful.
Then, one night, she began having that dream again.
Warm. Beautiful.
And this time, it seemed a little clearer.
Someone was holding her.
No—in reality, it felt as though she was completely wrapped in a powerful force. It was warm and comfortable. She had loved this feeling since she was little, and had even become somewhat obsessed with it.
In her sleep, Altina unconsciously wrapped herself tighter in the blanket, curling into a tiny ball.
In the dream, it seemed there was also someone who always held her entire body in the palm of his hand, doting on and cherishing her.
So comfortable...
Altina unconsciously pursed her lips and even couldn't help letting out... a soft moan.
When she woke up, her cheeks were flushed red. Only then did she realize that her legs had clamped the blanket tightly, while her arms had hugged it into a wrinkled ball.
Her eyes looked dazed for a moment. Embarrassed, she let go and instinctively glanced around.
Fortunately, no one had seen her.
Altina once again began to consider investigating this dream.
She had to find that person, even if she had no idea who that ghost was...
Wait!
Her eyes suddenly widened.
Ghost...
A ghost?
Over the next few days, Altina remained in a daze, repeatedly mulling over that word.
Ghost.
Not long afterward, Ansu's team set out for the Southern Borderlands, where Demonization Sickness had broken out.
Along the way, Altina secretly observed Ansu.
But he was alive and well, with flesh and blood. No matter how she looked at him, he didn't seem like a ghost...
Was