The Vastness of Magical Destiny

All along the journey with Rebry and Solonberg, Komer had not realized that Lome’s memories were gradually being restored, and her emotions were also becoming more enriched. It was only at this time that Komer discovered that Lome’s abnormal behavior seemed to suggest that her memories and emotions, as well as other traits that a girl should have, were all slowly coming back.

It was a good sign that could allow Lome’s magic ability to return to her peak state as a Guardian of the Light Saint Church, but at the same time, it was also an ill omen. If he didn’t find that Elf Thief soon to reclaim Yingluo, he feared that once he and the thief parted ways, Lome’s gradually recovering spiritual power might break through the psychic shackles he had set for her, and she’d regain the memories he had wiped from her mind.

The composition of this Mercenary Corps was indeed complex, a Priestess, no, it should be said that she did not yet possess the level of a Priest. More accurately, she should be called a Shepherd, a fairly outstanding Shepherd. But for her age, achieving such a level was already quite remarkable.

Komer merely swept his gaze over the girl standing before him, dressed in a silver-white Priest robe, and he could ascertain that in fact, it should be this girl who was the backbone of this Mercenary Corps, capable of making decisions for this strange group of mercenaries. It was this girl, with a tranquil face and the corners of her mouth always slightly raised in a slight smile.

"Hello, Reese, my name is Eve. Welcome to our Dark Night Angel Mercenary Group. I hope your joining will bring good luck to our Mercenary Corps.," the girl said graciously as she reached out her hand to accept Komer’s hand-kissing gesture, which surprised him.

This Shepherd Eve seemed to come from no ordinary background, as she instinctively used the hand-kissing gesture on their first meeting. One should know that this was a very standard Noble etiquette on the Continent, while ordinary Mortals could only express friendliness through hugs or handshakes.

"Miss Eve, we should also thank you for accepting Lome and me into your Mercenary Corps. We share a common goal, and I hope that in the future, we can work together like a family to strengthen our Dark Night Angel Mercenary Group."

Komer’s polite words did indeed win the favor of the somewhat skeptical girl. She, too, noticed how adept the other party was at performing the hand-kissing gesture. It should be said that this was a natural upbringing, not a temporary imitation.