"Haco, you know people from the Holy Kingdom will arrive half a month from now, right?" Iris stared at the sorcerer. Maybe this was because of all the things that happened in the past few weeks, which tired the sorcerer, but he looked like he had lost a few years of life, he looked so old and a little fragile. "They will kill us both if the word reaches their ears. More so, how can you explain the current Serafim's existence?"
"I don't know, Iris, I really don't. I feel like I got all the clues needed, but no answer," Haco said in frustration. He knew very well what the punishment was for someone who pretended to be a Serafim and he didn't wish something like that to happen to Iris at all, but then all the signs were there, Iris also half believed him, though the whole thing still sounded so absurd. "I wish I could pry some information from the lycan, since he is here and knows more about what happened in the Holy Kingdom and the Serafim, but he refuses to say more."
