The words hit her harder than steel. Training already devoured his days, leaving her scraps of time — and now he was saying even that would vanish?
Her teeth sank into her lip. Without speaking, she seized his hand, fingers tight, refusing to let him slip away. If she was losing time, then she would steal every second left.
Noel didn't resist. Instead, he turned his hand in hers, holding it properly before asking, calm as ever, "Anyway… what do you want to do?"
'I just wanted to see you. Isn't that enough?' The words stirred inside her, but pride sealed them there. Out loud, she said, "I'm refining my manifestation ability with the Control Law. I thought… maybe I should try testing it on ordinary people."
"Hmm. Not a bad idea." Noel nodded slowly, thoughts already turning. The Control Law… a Law that could theoretically bend anything, anyone, to one's will. What could be more convenient?
