"Are you hungry, Nara?" Isabella asked softly.
They were currently in one of Gelosk's secret cottages. As a smuggler, his dealings were naturally far from clean. For his own safety, he had set up many such secret cottages as safe houses.
"I'll go prepare some food for you," Gelosk said reassuringly. "Before long, there should be good news. Don't worry too much."
"Thank you," Isabella said quietly. For some reason, she had always felt a sense of foreboding. She could only hope she was overthinking it.
Nara Dacmi watched Gelosk rise and leave. A trace of gold flashed through her pitch-black pupils, and her aura began changing bit by bit.
Once Gelosk stepped out of his secret cottage, his expression turned strange. Guilt flickered across his face. He did not go prepare food, but left the place directly.
After Gelosk departed, a group of expressionless people headed toward the cottage. They came from the Interkami Kingdom's Secret Order, an assassin organization directly under Sers I, specializing in carrying out the deeds Sers I could not bring into the light. This time, their goal was to kill Nara, the Saint of Salvation from the prophecy.
Power struggles within a nation were always unpredictable. Gelosk was only a smuggler, after all, and his actions were controlled by Interkami's nobles.
For some reason, Isabella suddenly felt dizzy. By the time she realized something was wrong, she had no strength left at all and fainted outright. Nara—no, she should now be called Negary—opened her golden eyes and looked toward the door.
The raw material for Soul Blood, Dragon Blood, had come from Nara. Soul Blood and Dragon Blood were two sides of the same coin. During this period, the impurities in Nara's soul had been continuously absorbed, forming Nara's second personality, Negary, while Nara