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“Roel, how about this one?”

“… It’s still too loose.”

Inside the fitting room, Roel massaged his temples with one hand while holding a pair of oversized pants in the other. There was a frustrated yet helpless look on his face.

Given that his initial clothes were too big and dirty, learning from Lilian’s example, Roel started looking through the wardrobes in the villa and soon found a few servant clothes. The only problem was that they were too big for little Roel.

“Senior, is there anything smaller?”

“That’s already the smallest one. It looks like we can only alter it.”

Lilian took the pants from Roel’s hand and cut off the excess portion with a sharp mana edge she summoned at the tip of her finger.

“Bear with it for the time being. We’ll be able to buy more fitting clothes for you once we arrive at the next town.”

“Don’t worry about me. This isn’t anything much.”

Roel plopped onto a chair and watched as Lilian altered the pants with a serious look on her face. He thought about everything that had happened thus far before voicing out the question that had been lingering in his mind ever since he heard about Lilian’s plans for them.

“Senior, do we really have to leave?”

“…”

It was a concise question asked in a soft voice. Lilian’s movements immediately came to a halt. She quietly stared at the pants in her hands for a moment before nodding her head affirmatively.

“Yes, we have to leave.”

“… I see.”

Roel didn’t pose any rebuttal to Lilian’s decisive words since they already had this conversation earlier, but his lowered head showed a hint of disappointment.

It wasn’t easy for him to overcome the dangers in the Witness State, and the first thing he wanted to do was to meet his loved ones. The notion of having to part from them without being able to bid them goodbye made him unhappy.

Lilian could understand where he came from, but she wasn’t planning to budge on her stance.

Still, looking as he kicked his legs unhappily left her with an awful feeling inside. With a sigh, she put the pants aside, walked up to Roel, and kneeled down to look him in the eyes.

“Roel, I don't have as much experience as you when it comes to dealing with evil cultists, ancient gods, and all those frightening entities. However, I dare say that there are few people in the world who know more about the Austine Empire and the ugliness of human nature than me.

“You might not feel anything much, but your plight is far more dangerous than what you can fathom. Should news about your power to bestow youth upon others spread, many powerful houses and organizations will go to all lengths to capture you.

“I know that you’re strong, but even if you do have the power to protect yourself, what about those whom you care about? If those organizations were to go after your loved ones in order to use them against you, are you confident that you’ll be able to protect every single one of them?”

“!”

Roel

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