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…It was different.

This was the first thought that came to the Saintess’ mind as she gazed at the Yeomyeong in the Foresight.

And this wasn’t the first time she had seen Yeomyeong covered in blood.

She had seen him drenched in blood and flesh back in Manchuria and even at the Academy.

However, even though he was covered in blood just like those times, the Yeomyeong in her Foresight felt somewhat different from the Yeomyeong of the present.

Was it because of his longer hair or because he looked taller? No, that wasn’t it.

His eyes… yes, his eyes were the problem.

Even though they were the same golden eyes as the present Yeomyeong’s, the emotions in them were completely different.