Disconnected

Chapter 59: Ruptured Respite (pt.4)

“Ah yes. That smell seems to come from that street-food stall over there. Would you like to have some? You’ve shared your meal before; it’s only right to return the gesture, right?”

Serein asked in a casual tone, deliberately halting her steps, turning towards Cevahir as if seeking his opinion rather than that of the unseen being on his shoulder.

“Yes! I’d like to try those good smelling food!”

Serein couldn't suppress a smile as she observed Cevahir's lips twitching in annoyance. In that moment, a realization dawned on her, prompting a crucial understanding.

‘He couldn’t say no~’

And judging from how there was no wind before this, Serein could only assume that the smell was brought by the breeze caused by Aiston. She can easily tell that this is the help that the ancient spirit was referring to.

Well, in any case, she’s taking the two hatchlings, Sam and Pam, as ‘hostages’ while Cevahir must have known that he couldn’t act recklessly with his distinctive magic.

After all, why else