"First, tell me how you got in?"
After a long silence, Ronan slowly spoke.
Heather slowly crawled up from the ground, having rolled around for a while. Her magic robe was covered with dust, her hair and clothes were disheveled, and her cheeks were sweaty, looking quite messy.
Yet she displayed unprecedented gentleness and obedience.
"I followed behind you. After you entered the Forgotten Land, I sneaked in too..."
"How did you unlock the array sealing outside the Forgotten Land?"
"Zalan has the key to open the array. He's always been my grandmother's pursuer, so I secretly reprinted a copy..."
"..."
Ronan thought for a while, looked at Heather in front of him, and calmly said, "So, you came in just to find a chance to cause me some trouble?"
Heather bit her lip and whispered, "Not entirely. Mainly, I wanted to see what secret you were hiding that made Misha concede in the final round..."
This was quite consistent with what Ronan thought.
