Chapter 233: Celia's Witch-like State
It was already sunset after a long day of work.
The afterglow of the setting sun dyed this northern city in shades of rose. Ansu and Celia walked side by side, hand in hand, through the slightly deserted streets.
Since leaving Benalu City, the two of them hadn't enjoyed such a simple stroll together in a long time.
The pressure in his palm suddenly tightened. Ansu turned his head to look at Celia's profile.
"Stop wandering," she said, her eyes dancing with an impatient light. "Come on, follow me back!"
Ansu paused. "Are you in that much of a hurry?"
He glanced at the shops still open around them. "At least let's eat something before..."
"No, come back with me right now." Celia shook her head, her tone serious. "I've already wasted too much time on irrelevant matters helping you deal with the Bishop and that Count's nephew!"
"How can you call them irrelevant? It was all for the cult..." Ansu muttered to himself, seeing her urgent state. "Miss Witch, the way you're rushing makes me a bit scared... Is there really some punishment waiting for me?"