Sixth Rank II

Upon hearing Miss Tolina's affirmative answer, Gilan was instantly overjoyed.

"Come, Mr. Gilan."

As Tolina spoke, she gently tugged at Gilan's hand, seeming to signal for him to rise.

Gilan followed her lead and stood from the stone stool, walking over to the girl in the wheelchair.

"Please kneel down, sir."

Tolina lifted her head and spoke softly.

Though Gilan did not understand, he obeyed the girl and lowered himself onto one knee.

Tolina stretched out both hands and gently wrapped them around Gilan's head.

Gilan did not resist. Before he could react, the girl had pulled him into her embrace. His head was completely buried against her soft, warm chest, and he immediately caught a sweet, cloying scent like a blend of lily and datura.

Tolina held him like that. On her pale, youthful face was an expression of maternal pity and compassion.

A profound black radiance bloomed from her body, tightly encircled by a ring of golden light.

It gave off an incomparably sacred feeling.

Soon, Gilan seemed to hear a sigh beside his ear, followed by Miss Tolina's soft whisper:

"Knowing your pain, I am willing to show you mercy."

The girl's smooth black hair cascaded down, brushing against Gilan's cheeks and making them itch slightly.

He could not help closing his eyes.

Tolina's body temperature was slightly cool, yet at this moment, she exuded a sense of warmth.

Then, something seemingly indestructible within Gilan's heart shattered with a crack.

Immediately afterward, within the dark field of vision, the sphere of light above his head shone brilliantly. Like a bird breaking free of its cage, it leapt joyfully, guiding Gilan's consciousness.

Miss Tolina broke the World Laws' restrictions on me?!

Gilan was shaken, then delighted.

He knew the opportunity would vanish in an instant, so he did