Colin thought silently.
However, he didn't get the news that the Frost Phantom had been wiped out, nor did Erwin announce the cancellation of the patrol. Instead, an unexpected visitor arrived—Lillian.
That afternoon, as the sun set in the west,
Colin was spearheading a steak when Renee came over and told him that Lillian had come for a visit.
Colin was somewhat surprised, wiped his mouth, and hurriedly stood up to go to the living room.
Lillian was sitting on a spacious sofa in the living room, wearing a simple white dress. Because of her petite stature, her delicate legs dangled without touching the ground, elegantly crossed together.
Seeing Colin approaching, a smile appeared on her face, though there was a faint, nearly imperceptible reproach in her eyes.
"Lillian, why are you here?"
