Chapter 257
The teacher who had saved her from pain and treated her as an equal—Aram had learned that he was, in truth, something far beyond a mere saint.
And yet, she wasn’t deeply shocked.
“I think... I had a feeling it might be something like this.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Miracles don’t just happen easily, do they?”
This had always been one of the possibilities she’d considered.
“Even fabricated miracles are like that. So for someone like me, who’s wrapped up in all kinds of mysteries and fate... to be granted a pure miracle? That’s almost impossible.”
“And you adapt to reality so easily. Always imagining the worst.”
“Still, the fact that a constructed miracle came to me is something to be grateful for.
It’s a valuable miracle.
Now the only thing left is... what it is you want from me, teacher.”
“...I’m sorry to say this...”