ing his domination effect from Beruel, Kuzon stepped away in disinterest.
Even though the old Fairy groaned and coughed, he didn’t even bat an eye and walked towards Ana instead.
“We should leave now.”
His approach was met with a fierce glare from Ana.
Her blue eyes depicted disdain, something Kuzon hadn’t expected from her at this point in their relationship.
“I had to do it, Ana.
If that’s why you’re upset, then you should know—”
“I’m not upset that you did whatever you could to achieve your goals.
I would do the same to obtain what I wanted too…” Memories of how she captured Demon Lord Lydia played on her mind.
“Then—”
“You told me to leave… despite me being concerned about you.”
A bead of sweat fell from Kuzon’s face.
He realized he blew her off in a somewhat mean way, but he couldn’t help it.
He required focus when he wanted to achieve his objectives.
It was the same when he nearly killed Jared in their duel.
“I’m sorry for being harsh towards you.
That wasn’t intentional.” He smiled softly and placed his hand on Ana’s very stiff and cold shoulder.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you, okay?”
With Kuzon going as far as apologizing and even using gentle words now, Ana couldn’t see even the shadow of the cold emotion he had just displayed.
‘He’s probably like that for a reason.
I’m the same…’
It would be hypocritical to judge the boy for crimes she too had committed.
However, seeing Beruel’s state did something to her that she normally wouldn’t consider.
It appealed to her emotions.
‘Maybe I’m the one not being logical here.
But—’
“I understand, Kuzon.
It’s fine.” Ana returned Kuzon’s apology with a genuine smile.
“Ah, then shall we—?”
“You can leave without me.
There’s something I want to try out first.”
“Huh?”
Ana walked past Kuzon and moved in the direction of the silent Fairy King.
He was in an aggrieved state, no doubt.
It was too bad his physical condition prevented him from being expressive enough to display the pathetic condition he suffered internally.
“What do you think you’re doing? If you’re worried about whether or not he remembers, I already erased his memories of my compulsion and our visit.
He’s in a daze right now.”
Ana stopped in her tracks and stared at Kuzon coldly—just the way he did at her.
“Return his memories… now.”
For a moment, tense silence permeated the room.
The partners stared at each other with varying thoughts going on in their minds.
Then—
“Why?”
—Kuzon broke the silence with a simple question and an unenthusiastic shrug.
“I’ll need a reason to do that.” He persisted.
The young Midas was curious about Ana’s plans, and the only way to really get an answer was to put her in a situation where she had to spill.
“I need him to be fully aware for me to attempt what I want to.”
Kuzon’s smile broadened, and he approached the short girl who was now busy observing the Fairy King’s frame.
“And what do you want to attempt?”
Ana’s eyes remained on the specimen in front of her—her blue eyes glowing in anticipation of a new task she had never attempted before, at least on this scale.
However, she felt somewhat confident she could achieve it.
‘I have to!’
It was the perfect chance to test her limits and also to help the dying person in front of her.
“I’m going to give Beruel what he wants.
Immortality.”
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