Chapter 7: Purpose
At that moment, three options presented themselves in Elian's mind.
Should I act defensively, play dumb, or beg for forgiveness?
From the frigid chill entering Elian's bones, he could only guess how livid his master was at his words. And while he did regret them, at that moment his mind could only process his joy at her return.
When you're in trouble, the best option is usually to double down!
With his mind made up, Elian quickly ran toward his master, roaring at the top of his voice.
"Master?! You're here! You really came back!"
Like a dog about to pounce on its owner, the boy leapt toward the beauty before him. Arms outstretched, he wanted to feel her warmth even before she smacked him into oblivion.
But sadly, life was not so kind.
"Ehh?"
Despite Elian's fervor, his body passed through the visage of Bianca Valestra as if she were nothing but a mirage.
The boy who failed to feel anything looked at his hand in bitterness.