Plan
Aitelinna watched Qin Ran descend from the city wall, her eyes gleaming.
If there was anything about Qin Ran that attracted this priestess of the Thorn Temple most, aside from their seemingly real yet false "romantic partnership," it was his strength.
Whenever Aitelinna witnessed that overwhelming strength, she was utterly captivated.
To a certain extent, that strength surpassed everything else.
As for the rest?
Aitelinna, who knew exactly what she wanted, had placed looks, personality, and the like in a wholly secondary position.
Besides, Qin Ran was not bad-looking.
The personality that had once made Aitelinna wary had also been completely cast aside after their reunion.
Between life and death, people always discovered what mattered most to them, didn't they?
"Ryan, is your body all right?"
Aitelinna played her role with great diligence.
"I'm fine."
"I rested all day. I'm much better now."
Qin Ran answered with a smile and did not refuse Aitelinna's support as she approached.
Although there was no longer any need for him to deliberately show weakness from this moment onward, their "relationship" still existed.
Besides...
Qin Ran wanted his enemies to harbor a little more suspicion toward him.
He wanted them to conclude that everything before them was part of his deliberate misdirection.
Therefore, Qin Ran did not mind playing along.
After all, it would not take much time or effort.
Qin Ran walked shoulder to shoulder with Aitelinna back to the wooden cabin in the military camp. Once inside and after closing the door, Aitelinna wisely released his arm, quietly stepping aside to await his orders.
"We won't have it easy from here on."
"Especially here. I need you to take charge of it for a while."
Qin Ran spoke bluntly.
"How long?"
Without asking what Qin Ran was going to do, Aitelinna