Chapter 174

Chapter 174: Recorder of Prophetic Texts (1)

The ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍teaching assistant led me to a reception room. There, Shin Yu-hwan was waiting for me. As soon as he saw me arrive, he welcomed me with a gentle smile.

“Young ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍man, have you been doing well?”

“Yes. ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Nothing much has happened. Although, I will have to hear what you have to say before I know if I will continue to do well.”

“What? ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Haha! You have changed quite a bit, young man.”

Shin ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Yu-hwan laughed as if my response was amusing and continued.

“You do not need to worry. I did not exactly come here to disrupt your daily life.”

“Then what did you come here for?”

“Hmm. It is a bit stiff to dive straight into the main point. Why don't we chat about this and that for a while since it has been some time?”

Unbelievable. He came here specifically to deliver that main point, yet he wanted to talk about other things first. However, I did not dislike talking to Shin Yu-hwan, so I nodded.

“Understood.”

“Haha, I was secretly nervous that you might refuse, you know? It is not like we are lovers or anything.”

“Have you even ever had a girlfriend?”

“Of course, I never have, but isn't that roughly what it feels like?”

I could not tell if he was being serious or just talking nonsense. However, since I had never had a girlfriend either, I could not say what it felt like, so I stayed quiet.

…Putting it that way made me feel a bit sad. But I did not ‘fail’ to date; I ‘chose’ not to. It might sound a bit pathetic to say that, but it is the truth, so believe me, okay?

“Young man, your expression suddenly looks a bit stiff.”

“Ahem, it is nothing. So, what did you want to talk about?”

“Is there really a specific topic? Conversations are supposed to flow naturally as they go, right?”

“You really have no plan, do you?”

“No plan is the best plan. I have lived quite well that way, actually.”

If anyone else had said that, I would have considered it nonsense, but since it came from Shin Yu-hwan, it sounded surprisingly credible. Regardless, I began to share a flowing conversation with him, just as he suggested. We talked about our first meeting, light daily life, and my recent relationships with my comrades. It was a conversation that truly followed a stream of consciousness.

‘Not that it was boring, though.’

In fact, it would be more accurate to say it was enjoyable. Even among friends, don't conversations often end on a topic completely unrelated to the starting point? Yet, it is the fact that you can call it enjoyable that makes it a conversation. Therefore, I was able to find plenty of joy even in this meaningless chatter, and it seemed Shin Yu-hwan felt the same way.

“Haha! Talking with you is more pleasant than I expected. It is a shame I have not experienced this fun until now.”

“Aren't there plenty of people other than me to talk to like this?”

“Not at all. My surroundings are filled with stiff people. The moment I try to say anything, their expressions turn grim, and it makes me sad.”

Hmm, I suspect the problem is not that they are stiff, but rather a result of your usual behavior. However, if Shin Yu-hwan were the type of person to care about such things, his behavior would have changed long ago. Thus, I was not deceived by his feigned sad expression and spoke up.

“So, isn't it about time you told me the main point?”

“Ah, right. I almost forgot the most important thing.”

“……”

“Do not look at me like that. Anyway, I did not forget, so that is what matters.”

Shin Yu-hwan took a sip of the tea placed before him and then continued.

“To get to the point, I came here regarding Big Sister Seora.”

“What? Did something happen?”

“Haha, it is nothing like that, so do not worry. I came to tell you that Big Sister Seora has woken up.”

“Ah… I see. That is a relief.”

I was truly relieved. If something had happened to her… it was so terrible that I did not even want to imagine it.

“But did you come all the way here just to tell me that?”

“Yes and no.”

“Excuse me?”

“What I wanted to convey was not just the fact that she woke up, but that Big Sister Seora wants to see you.”

“…What?”

I could not help but wear a confused expression at those words.

“I think it would be better for her to rest for now.”

“I had a similar thought, but Big Sister Seora wants it, so what can I do?”

“Can't you just push through like the stubborn bull you usually are?”

“Haha! Those words make me want to see exactly what my image is like inside your head.”

He laughed playfully as he said that, but in the end, what Shin Yu-hwan meant was this: he could not change Han Seora’s mind. Of course, it was not that I did not know why Han Seora wanted to meet me. If I were in her shoes and someone had restored my life after ten years, I would certainly want to meet them and express my gratitude.

However…

‘I did not exactly want to get deeply involved.’

Perhaps it was because of a somewhat human emotion. In truth, the reason I saved Han Seora did not purely stem from a sense of justice, did it? It started with the goal of recruiting someone like Baek Ha-seong as an ally. Perhaps that was why I felt a bit reluctant to meet the conscious Han Seora.

‘But I cannot exactly say I will not meet her here.’

Shin Yu-hwan had come in person to deliver the message, and the reason I was reluctant to meet her was ultimately just due to my personal feelings. Having reached that conclusion, I nodded toward Shin Yu-hwan and gave my answer.

“Understood.”

“I am glad you accepted so readily.”

“It is not a difficult task. So, when should I go see her?”

“Why, right now, of course.”

“…What?”

Wait, I think that is a bit of a difficult task.

***

They say that in autumn, the sky is high and the horses grow fat. I truly agreed with that sentiment. The sky I happened to look up at felt incredibly clear and pure. Of course, it was mid-November and autumn was technically coming to an end, but it was still autumn, so let us not nitpick.

…I thought that for a moment. But as my gaze returned to the ground, a sigh escaped me.

‘Phew, what on earth am I thinking about?’

This was nothing more than escapism. I had already been led by Shin Yu-hwan to the hospital where Han Seora was staying.

‘Isn't Glory Academy being a bit too flexible?’

Normally, I should have been in my afternoon classes right now. However, Shin Yu-hwan had officially requested the academy’s help, so my afternoon classes were processed as an official absence. In short, the option to use class as an excuse to get out of this had been removed.

I walked behind Shin Yu-hwan, grumbling inwardly, for quite a while. Eventually, Shin Yu-hwan, who was walking ahead of me, spoke up.

“It looks like we have arrived.”

“…Already?”

Following his words, I looked ahead and saw a hospital room right in front of me. It was a room with a nameplate that read ‘Han Seora.’ I must have been walking aimlessly while lost in useless thoughts, not even realizing we had arrived.

“We certainly got here fast.”

“Well, it is a hospital in the middle of Seoul. Wouldn't it be stranger if we couldn't get here fast?”

…That was true. I could not argue with that.

“I get it. Then let us go in.”

“No. You are the only one going in, young man.”

“What?”

“Big Sister Seora said she wanted to see you; she never said she wanted to see both of us together. So, go on in.”

After saying that, Shin Yu-hwan turned around before I could say anything. It was as if he felt it was impolite to stand in front of the room and eavesdrop on the conversation.

‘Why is this man, who usually lacks any tact, being so considerate at a time like this?’

It was truly exasperating. I had thought that if Shin Yu-hwan were there, the conversation would not be awkward, but now even that possibility was gone.

However…

“It would be impolite to wait any longer, so I should go in.”

She must have received a report that Shin Yu-hwan was bringing me, and she probably heard our voices outside the door. Therefore, even if it still felt awkward, it was rude to keep standing here. I slowly opened the hospital room door, and then…

“Hello? This is our first time meeting face-to-face like this.”

A woman placed the book she was reading neatly to the side and turned her gaze toward me. This was the beginning of my first meeting—though not truly the first—with Han Seora.

***

The gentle scent of pine wafted through the hospital room. The fragrance was neither too strong nor too light, making my mind and body feel at ease. After being lost in that pine scent for a moment, Han Seora’s voice reached my ears again.

“You are Cadet Choi Yu-seong, correct?”

“Ah… yes. That is right. I was spacing out for a second. I am sorry.”

“Hehe. No, it is fine. That can happen.”

Han Seora told me it was okay with a light smile. Looking at her, I realized one fact.

‘Baek Ha-seong might actually care about looks quite a bit.’

Han Seora was much more beautiful than I had expected. She had not fully recovered yet, so she still looked a bit gaunt, but even so, it was more than enough to see that she was a beauty. Still, it was rude to stare blankly like I did earlier, so I chose my words carefully.

“Are you feeling much better?”

“Yes. Many people have helped me in various ways, so I am recovering quickly.”

“That is good to hear.”

“Thank you for worrying about me. Rather than standing there, why don't you come over here and sit down so we can talk?”

I hesitated at Han Seora’s suggestion for a moment but eventually nodded. It would be rude to refuse her kind offer, and it would look strange to keep standing.

“Understood. Then, may I ask for a favor as well?”

“Of course.”

“I would appreciate it if you could speak comfortably to me instead of using formal speech. To be honest, it is a bit uncomfortable for me.”

I was not joking; it really was uncomfortable. Even considering that my actual age was twenty, she was much older than me. Considering that, it would not be comfortable for anyone, not just me, to hear such formal speech from her.

“Then, may I do that?”

“Yes. That would be much better.”

“Hehe, alright. If you say so.”

I sat in the chair next to Han Seora while listening to her laughter. She stared at me for a moment before speaking.

“I was looking forward to it because they said you were a child who resembled Yu-hwan, but you are quite different in many ways.”

“Pardon?”

“I do not know about now, but back then, that boy was quite rude. You, on the other hand, seem very polite.”

“I am not sure… if that is the case.”

“It seemed like you were about to say ‘That is true’ just now, didn't it?”

“You misheard me.”

In fact, she had heard correctly. However, she had said it with such a bright face that I had almost agreed reflexively. I truly had never harbored such thoughts.

‘If I keep this up, I will just continue to get swept along by Han Seora’s pace.’

She was smiling warmly and saying kind things, but how should I put it? There was a certain irresistible atmosphere unique to Han Seora. Therefore, I decided to change the subject to find my rhythm.

“By the way, why did you want to see me…?”

“Because you are the benefactor who saved me, of course.”

Well, it was the answer I expected. And it was the most appropriate one. However, I can say for certain that I did not expect the words that followed.

“Hehe, you do not need to make such a face.”

“Pardon? I am not making any particular face.”

“I am not talking about the expression on your face, but the expression of your heart.”

“What do you mean…?”

“Hypocrisy is still a form of kindness in the end. If someone was saved by that hypocrisy, then it is rightly considered a good deed, so you do not need to worry about it.”

It seemed this woman was even more formidable than I thought.

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