“As someone who also feels shock, fear, sadness, loath, rage, and many more negative emotions, I will give you some advice.”

Although Lyla was grateful for Zich’s sympathy, she couldn’t help but ask, “Do you really hate Brave that much?”

Since Zich said he had the same feelings as her, he probably felt all the emotions he mentioned about Zich Brave. How much despair and hopelessness did one have to experience to feel so many distressing emotions at once? Even Lyla didn’t have all those feelings although she was going through deep turmoil.

“Yeah,” Zich answered.

It was just one word without any more embellishments, but out of everything Lyla had heard from Zich, she thought it was the sincerest words to have ever come out of him. The strong conviction shining in Zich’s eyes emphasized this even more. Lyla pressed her lips together.

“How awful. Were you sad remembering the horrifying memories of yourself that are opposite to who you are now?” Zich began to look at Lyla pitifully. It was unbelievable that the cold-hearted Zich was sympathizing with a person for being in a similar position as him.

‘How much could he possibly hate Brave!’ The confidence she had gathered in the recent...