The artistic girl was hopping and jumping around, overjoyed beyond belief at being resurrected from death.
Wayne watched as Odelia forcibly cheered herself up, attempting to dispel her sorrow. She shed her Death Knight state and extended her arms to embrace her in his arms.
"Sorry, I'm late."
"..."
Odelia's arms went stiff, the smile on her face gradually fading away as she let out a light hum, burying her head in Wayne's chest and softly sobbing.
Her crying grew louder and louder until she was wailing inconsolably, tears smeared all over her face, destroying the image of the literary girl.
Wayne's heart ached for her, gently patting Odelia's back, "Cry, just cry, it will be better once it's out."
He comforted Odelia while his gaze shifted to the pages of The Book of Greed, flashbacks flickering before his eyes.
The young Odelia met the Holy Maiden Flora, and with admiration and longing, became her student, embarking on the path of a mage.