"Is it the influence of that witch tool?" Lucien silently watched Lilia, whose expression had become increasingly difficult to restrain, and his wariness towards the doll named Adeline deepened.
From the time he first met Lilia, she was a Third-level Wizard Apprentice proficient in ice-type witchcraft, which also granted her a certain characteristic calmness.
However, as the days changed, Lilia's personality had become incredibly fractious, making it hard for Lucien not to associate her with that eerie cloth doll.
"Wizard Mentor Lucien," Carly touched the purple leaf imprint in her palm, feeling somewhat nervous.
After all, it was one of the keys to unlocking the ruins, and having it in her possession made Carly feel extraordinarily uneasy.