Enya's fingertips trembled slightly as she squinted her eyes and continued to observe.
Christine was very powerful, but Enya was not afraid at all.
Her gaze drifted to the viewing platform where the political figures of various countries were seated.
Sensing her gaze, Roland turned his head and met her eyes.
His gaze was gentle, his smile as bright as sunshine, combined with his handsome appearance, he resembled the best minstrel.
However, Enya knew he was a devil who wouldn't hesitate to kill.
The teacher's evaluation of him was between S- and S, pending further observation.
In any case, he was a terrifying figure not to be provoked.
Enya, smiling playfully, lightly met Roland's gaze and then turned to Sif.
At the moment she turned her head, Sif also locked onto her.
The hair on Enya's body stood on end, feeling like a frog being stared at by a venomous snake.
She didn't even dare to meet Sif's eyes, using the opportunity of talking with her teacher to avoid the gaze.
