บท 206: Yeats

"Is that so? I can only blame myself for not being proficient enough back then," said the girl, as she walked with a dignity that seemed out of place for her age and status, approaching the Tacma Church consultant.

She looked up at the elder with a gaze that seemed like an emperor inspecting a subject.

"It's your duty to avoid all unexpected factors," she said, looking directly into his eyes and speaking with the authority of a superior.

"The return of someone who has been missing for over a thousand years isn't something we could have anticipated," Hill replied, a hint of complaint in his voice.

The two of them stared at each other for a few seconds before the girl lowered her voice and asked, "Is it really him?"

"It's just a phantom," Hill replied, gesturing towards the bronze holy emblem hanging on the girl's chest.