Ian saw the Crown Prince's sword embedded in Mir's chest.
Despite witnessing it, he momentarily denied the reality.
Even after he closed and opened his eyes to confirm, the prince's sword was still piercing Mir's heart.
"…Mir?" Ian uttered in a somewhat dazed voice.
He looked at Mir and the prince, his eyebrows furrowed.
His hand clenching Yseu unconsciously tightened.
Mir slowly turned her head to look at Ian.
Meeting her gaze, Ian felt as if his heart sank.
Perhaps it was because their souls were connected, but he could feel Mir’s emotions clearly.
The regret of not attacking the prince properly, followed by pain.
Lastly, her regret toward Ian.
"Uaaaa!" Ian let out a cry.
His sorrowful voice echoed throughout the entire palace.
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