Unintelligible murmurs still echoed in his head, and the indescribable thing among the stars remained etched into his mind. Though Jonas did not understand what "qualified one" meant, the term inevitably stirred some inexplicable emotion within him.
Everything around him receded like the tide, but what had just happened had left an indelible mark on him.
The girl before him had her eyes narrowed, looking perfectly peaceful. Nothing that had just happened seemed to have affected her.
After a long while, Jonas settled the fluttering in his heart and looked at Celine, unsure what to say.
Clearly, everything that had just happened was inextricably linked to the girl before him...
But even Jonas, who knew the plot well, could not fully understand what had happened.
The starry sky, the colossal beast, the little girl, and those familiar Lovecraftian elements.
What these brought Jonas was mostly fear of the unknown. After all, an unexpected change in a situation he had always had under control was bound to cause some unease.
Fortunately, Jonas was fairly resilient, so he soon adjusted his frame of mind.
The other party did not seem to bear him any ill will. Otherwise, he might never have made it back.
At least, judging by that alone, he could not yet declare this a bad thing for him.
Looking at the innocent girl's sleeping face, Jonas sighed, then pinched her cheek.
Celine groggily woke from her deep sleep. The moment she saw Jonas, she blushed involuntarily, then asked as though something had occurred to her:
"Would you like to keep going, Mr. Jonas?"
As she spoke, she slid her legs out from under the blanket, tucked her head down a little, and added:
"But I don't have any strength left. You might have to do the moving yourself, Mr.