While thinking about it, Camilla suddenly asked: "What's wrong? I've noticed you haven't been in a good mood for a while now."
Leonard Churchill hesitated for a moment before responding, "I encountered someone I used to know."
Camilla, being astute, immediately guessed: "That Chosen One?"
"Yes."
Leonard nodded.
After pausing for a moment, he added, "A little beggar I met in Sinless City before. I gave her a piece of bread... Just now, she gave it back to me."
He pondered for a bit, unsure why a mere passerby he had only seen once could stir such strong emotions within him.
The feeling of dejection was strange, like reading a good story and anticipating its conclusion but not wanting it to end.
And now, that piece of bread felt like a period marking the end of the story, giving a conclusion to that encounter with an uncertain quality.
At this moment, Leonard felt like both the protagonist and the reader of the story, an odd sense of enlightenment.
"Oh,"
