After carefully dressing up, Yura changed into a black backless gown and deliberately adjusted the waist to show off her figure to its fullest. Only then did she look toward the Washroom.
Lucius stood ramrod straight there, worry showing in his eyes, along with a hidden trace of...
Longing!
He knew what she was going to do.
He wanted to stop her.
But he had no right.
Not only did he have no right, he lacked the ability as well.
He could not help Yura. Only that "Medium" from South Los could.
Frustration!
Intense frustration welled up in his heart!
Then it turned into pain!
As Yura sensed that pain, she could not help inwardly cheering with delight.
What fun! So much fun!
How interesting! So very interesting!
In her earlier plans, Lucius had already become less important following her unexpected "divine favor," but she had never imagined he could give her such a surprise.
Memories she had altered on a whim could still produce such power. It truly surprised her.
She felt her power rise ever so slightly.
Yura immediately walked over to Lucius, raised her hand, and took his.
Yura's hand was ice-cold.
Lucius's heart trembled, and his heart ached for her all the more.
Hatred surfaced on the young avenger's face.
"I'll be back soon. Don't worry!"
Yura spoke softly and even gave Lucius a hug.
Then she headed straight outside.
A single door separated them.
Lucius's hatred grew even more obvious.
Yura's smug delight was almost tangible.
Arthur, who had watched it all, murmured inwardly-
A pawn! A pawn.
Once blinded by hatred...
You really are going to fall into the Abyss.
As these thoughts ran through the young "Medium's" mind, he looked at Pendragon, who was grooming nearby, and asked aloud, "Pan, what do you