Molli'er stood silently in the large Black Robe, slightly lifting her head to reveal a half of her pallid but breathtaking cheek.
"Is there any need?"
Her voice was cold. She stepped past Ronan, walking into the inn before them, murmuring in a calm yet gritted tone, "After all, everything I'm enduring now... I will inevitably seek vengeance upon you, multiplied a millionfold."
Ronan's brow furrowed as he watched Molli'er's figure disappear from his view, feeling an immense headache coming on.
After leaving Evacuation, Ronan had been pondering whether he could reach a "reconciliation" with Molli'er.
But it seemed that because she had suffered quite a bit under his command recently, she had grown to "deeply despise" him. The more "submissive" she acted toward Ronan, the more he could feel the surging "resentment" within her heart.
She even seemed to attribute all the blame to him, even though he was clearly the biggest "victim".
