chapter 108

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“I’d rather hear something other than a thank you remark.”

When he asked with such an expressionless face, I couldn’t tell if he was joking or angry.

“What kind of… remark?”

“That you won’t be too involved in dangerous things from now on.”

I paused to look at Cass when I heard his words.

“Didn’t I tell you not to injure a single hair of yours?”

His dry gaze turned to my neck.

Then, for a moment, I felt a little tingling. It looked like I had cut myself a bit from confronting Camilla earlier.

“Yet such a thing… I see you’re not keeping your promise.”

His hand on my shoulder ran over the tingling part of my neck.

Those eyes, as deep as the sea, were looking at me.

When I’m facing him like this, he feels a bit dangerous.

[All Gods are listening.]

A second-generation conglomerate in the Illide Empire, also a man with no human feelings who only cares about profitable relationships…

Cass Lloyd.

When asked if he had ever been in a relationship, he replied.

[As needed. Like a tool.]

Even if I get closer to him, can I mean something special to him?

The answer was close to ‘no’.

When I looked at him without answering, Cass let out a small sigh and spoke in a low voice.

“If you keep doing this, you’ll be overdoing it again.”

I think I’ve heard it from him somewhere, but I can’t quite remember it.

“Don’t worry. We’ve defeated Camilla now. But…”

I looked at Cass and asked.

“Why are you so concerned about me?”

His eyebrows twitched at my direct question.

Cass looked at me for a long time in silence. I didn’t know what he was thinking, but I thought he couldn’t decide what to answer.

“I’m not sure.”

Cass’ deep ultramarine blue eyes were looking at me.

“It just bothers me.”

The wind blew and tousled my hair little by little. For some reason, my face felt itchy. My throat was tickling too.

“Well, I suppose so. I’m a saintess, and if something happens because of my death, the political situation will be unstable, and it will have a negative impact on Lloyd Merchant’s activities…”

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