Chapter 79

Allen pretended to go home, but she returned to the assistant professor’s office, a peaceful and cozy space on the 77th floor.

There were three bookshelves to its right and a table big enough to fit a typewriter, a pencil, and a thick course book at the end.

Deculein had already left, leaving her alone with the starlights from the sky.

As she habitually swept and wiped her dark office, Allen had an unusual feeling.

It was strange.

Was it because she had stayed by his side for so long already?

No, she noticed it relatively recently. Exhausted by Deculein’s tyranny and paranoid perfectionism, everyone left him. Allen was the only one left.

She wasn’t expecting to notice anything in the first place.

So it was even weirder.

While she was with him, she studied magic, read books, prepared classes, and taught students…

She lived like an ordinary assistant, almost as if she wanted to have this life since forever.

Closing her eyes, she recalled his words.

‘You got my faith.’

His voice seemed to comfort her for all her hard work.

Decluein said that, but he didn’t know her truth. He didn’t know she was far from someone he could trust.

‘Allen’ wasn’t even her real name.

‘Stay by my side.’

Deculein’s last request. She thought of herself answering him.

‘Yes! Of course!’ She said.

… Allen slowly opened her eyes, muttering, looking at the distant sky.

“It’s been a long time since I saw someone as mysterious as you.”

She thought it was right for him to die at first. She just considered him as a noble with a mental illness, someone unskilled that she could easily break if she moved her fingertip.

But he changed, seemingly out of the blue, and showed his real side. He was always externally cold, but the warmth Allen felt from him for the first time was more brilliant than any flames she had seen. Finding it interesting, she unknowingly saved him from death.

The Bercht train terrorism and Veron attack.

Allen watched all of it and broke Veron’s wrist herself.

“But… I don’t think I can keep your trust.”

Slowly, cracks slithered through the darkness of the night.

The light of dawn had revealed itself. The sun was rising.

“… I have been on this mission for too long.”

There weren’t many sunrises left that she could see as ‘Allen.’ Before long, she would leave the world she was immersed herself in every day.

She shouldn’t feel sorry.