Not just beautiful. But true to her words, to her beliefs.
Julian's smirk deepened as he returned back to stretching. He tilted his head, eyes still fixed on the spot where she had vanished.
"Challenge, huh?" He muttered to himself, lips curling with wicked intent. "She doesn't know how well I handle challenges…"
***
The day passed on without much happening. Julian spent most of it sleeping lazily, letting his body get familiar with the mana he had just absorbed. The whole house felt unusually quiet, and it only added to the solemn atmosphere.
Tonight, the long-awaited breeder selection was to take place.
Meanwhile, his grandmother had locked herself in her room since morning. She hadn't spoken a word to anyone, nor allowed a soul inside. Not even her own daughter, Annie, or her son-in-law, Kain, could make her open the door.
They knocked and waited, exchanging worried glances, convinced that something terrible might have happened to her.
But Julian knew better.
