“That Deculein’s time is running out,” Louina said.0

The room grew quiet, leaving Epherene staring at her in a blank silence.0

Buzzzz—0

The Wood Steel vibrated in her pocket, startling her, as if it were nudging her back to reality. Epherene flinched, her shoulders tightening.0

“... So, if his time is running out—” Epherene squealed, giving away her rising anxiety.0

Louina glanced around warily. She had already used a spell before speaking to ensure privacy, but the nagging feeling that someone might be watching remained.1

"I believe it could be a terminal illness," Louina said.1

Epherene’s mouth dropped open in shock, as if her jaw might hit the floor.0

Louina gave a faint, bittersweet smile and added, "I can’t say for sure, but people rarely change without a reason, and it’s usually something significant."0

Though Louina expressed doubt, Epherene already knew. She still remembered the words her future self had left her with.0

Louina let out a gentle, affectionate...0