On Fire Island, in the Northern Shore Forest.
"I know what you're plotting," Thira said.
"No, you don't," Miel replied leisurely.
"How do you know I don't know?" Thira asked with contempt.
"Because I just know you don't," Miel didn't intend to elaborate on her ability, instead offering a faint smile. "Besides, I already know you've formed a secret alliance with Nora."
Thira: !!!
Her expression remained unchanged, but a tumultuous wave had already risen in her heart. How did Miel know? Had Nora leaked the information?
No, after my warning, Nora wouldn't have told anyone, as it would be detrimental to her, so was it Medea who read my mind?
As she was nervously rushing through her thoughts, she heard Miel say again:
"Actually, there's no obvious conflict between us."
"That's right." Since Miel said so, Thira naturally agreed with a feigned smile, "Miel, we get along quite well usually, right..."
