“This… this can’t be…!”

Aria surveyed the hallway, which was beginning to collapse just from her standing there. If she moved even slightly more forcefully, the entire area around her would cave in.@@novelbin@@

She could no longer control the power that was threatening to overflow. The wall she had been using for support had long since crumbled under the pressure of her grip. Without anything to lean on, she was precariously standing.

“She… broke the seal…?!”

It was an unbelievable situation. How could this have happened? The woman who handed over the Holy Spear should have been a traumatic figure for Mira.

If her assumptions were correct, Mira would have been paralyzed by trauma the moment she saw that woman, and it would have been a simple matter for the woman to drive her out from the depths of her memories.

The fact that this simple task had failed meant one of two things: either Mira had overcome her trauma, or the woman had refused to follow orders.

“…Could it be that she retained her memories…?”

And in Aria's mind, the latter seemed far more likely.

“That wretched woman…! I shouldn't have given her free will…!”

Aria cursed under her breath.

There were clear limits to the memories that could be read through the fragments of the world. To better replicate the woman Mira remembered, Aria had given her a certain degree of free will.

The idea was that she could fill in the gaps by acting out missing memories.

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