I omitted my plan to target him and explained.
"…It could work. Gates aren't common in the Central Plains—they'd have no countermeasures."
"Right? I'll adjust coordinates; you handle the rest."
"Alright… The sooner we finish, the less repair costs…"
As we modified the magic circle, the clashing swords faded. I glanced over—Soyeon, the red-eyed woman, looked exhausted. She's probably my kin. I grumbled about whoever failed to manage her. My role was funds and intel, not raising troops.
The other woman, dominating the fight—his original companion, Soyeon's master—spoke.
"You seem exhausted—how about we stop? You know further fighting is pointless, Soyeon."
Wow, now she says that?
After crushing her, now she wants peace? She was no ordinary lunatic either.
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Han Soyeon's POV
"Stop… you say…?"
"I don't want to hurt you anymore, Soyeon."
"Ha… ha…"
Ridiculous. If I'd known I'd awaken to this truth, staying dead might've been better. Yuseong and Master—together like that.
