"You're just going to let me stand here?"
Seeing Lynn's gaze fall upon her, a smile unexpectedly appeared on her face.
Although Lynn felt a bit surprised in his heart, he still moved over on the stone stool, and Hillena sat beside him, resting her cheek on her hand, staring blankly at the campfire.
Hillena said nothing, and Lynn did not initiate a conversation either. The two maintained this almost eerie silence until Hillena's cool voice broke it:
"I remember when you were injured and unconscious, you kept calling a name several times."
"Hmm?" A look of surprise appeared on Lynn's face. He had been in a coma at that time and indeed did not remember saying anything.
"That person named Ivyst must be a very perfect woman."
Hillena looked at him and said.
"On the contrary," Lynn waved his hand, "She has a bad temper, ruthless methods, and her face was once disfigured, so she always wears a mask... In short, her flaws are countless."
