Finally, after Aster Grant repeatedly guaranteed her, the little girl returned to normal.
For the next two days, Aster Grant rarely took Lazuli out for a leisurely stroll around Lythos.
From the cuisine to the local customs, he let the little girl experience it all.
Until the day when the second assessment began.
Just as Aster Grant brought Lazuli to the gathering square, he saw an unexpected person.
"Crystal... Crystal Winslow?!"
The girl in snow-white attire walked slowly, accompanied by a spirited elderly man.
"Why are you here?"
Seeing Aster Grant, Crystal Winslow's footsteps slightly paused, a hint of panic flashed through her cold eyes.
Crystal Winslow pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, then slowly spoke:
"Sanctum!"
The girl's voice was very soft, and Aster Grant didn't notice anything unusual about her.
After all, in his impression, Crystal Winslow was always this taciturn.
But Orion Winslow, standing nearby, squinted his eyes.
