"Yes, his talent is unparalleled in the entire Old World... Do we need to help him?" Odrich still had some concerns about Laine's safety.
"No need, he will definitely handle it well." Schultz dismissed the suggestion, having absolute confidence in Laine.
Laine was the divine child.
What the two didn't notice was that, in the distance, Amelia, dressed in a maid's outfit, was hiding behind a tree, secretly observing the movements inside the orphanage, her expression complex.
"As expected, that sword is the Goddess of Vengeance."
Amelia noticed the single-handed Longsword strapped to her back restlessly stirring, so she held it tightly in her arms: "Is that so? You feel it too?"
"I'm sorry! I'm truly sorry for having you suffer with me, I'm really sorry!!" Big drops of tears fell onto the cloth wrapping the Longsword: "But no matter what, I can't let you fall into another's hands."
