Faina covered her mouth with both hands as she watched the scene of the lion-men's defeat outside the forest, her eyes staring blankly—her throat moved as if to blame those guys outside for being useless, unable to handle even a small Erune Envoy with hundreds of people—but in the end, she made no sound.
Brando really frightened her.
Only then did she realize that the bumpkin from the afternoon had held back, otherwise she might not have survived until Veronica Commander and the others arrived.
However, Faina's heart started racing again, recalling Brando's cold gaze from afar—she didn't dare to breathe—her heart pounded, and suddenly, she felt scared.
"Elman, Elman..." Faina whispered, "Do you think he… he won't discover us?"
"Don't worry." Viscount Elman frowned, reassuring, "He can't possibly react that fast, and even if he suspects, he can't discover us." He looked over there, not feeling good about an Erune producing such a genius, especially one younger than him.
