LOGINAria held Jeffrey's gaze for a long moment, then turned without another word. Landon fell into step beside her as they walked toward the black sedan parked nearby. He pulled the door open for her, shielding the top of her head with one hand as she settled into the seat. He then circled around to the other side. The window slid up, but Aria kept waving at Jeffrey through the glass. She didn't stop until the car pulled away and the base gates shrank into the distance. Jeffrey's tall figure grew smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared from sight, and only then did she look away. The engine hummed in a low sound as the car left the military base behind and accelerated toward the city. Landon glanced over at her before speaking in a gentle, soothing tone. "Don't worry. Everything's going to be fine." Aria turned to the window. The scenery rushed past in reverse, shifting from the empty roads on the outskirts to the bustle of downtown, where traffic thickened, and pedestri
Landon rose to his feet and walked to the door. Standing upright with his back to Aria and Jeffrey, he swept his piercing gaze across the room. His presence was restrained, yet overwhelmingly oppressive. Anyone who dared to approach would instinctively be driven back by his aura. He was creating an absolutely secure space for Jeffrey and Aria—a place where Jeffrey could face the memories of his past life without fear or distraction.Jeffrey suddenly felt a gentle warmth spread across the back of his hand. It traveled up his arm and through every part of his body. The dull ache and pressure throbbing in his head eased almost immediately.But in the next second, the warmth surged straight to the top of his skull. His entire body stiffened, and his pupils contracted sharply. Instinctively, he tried to pull his hand away, but Aria held it tightly. "Don't move, Jeffrey. Relax and don't resist. Otherwise, it won't work," Aria said calmly. In the next second, Jeffrey felt as though hi
Jeffrey took several steps forward and stood between the sentry and Aria. He first turned to Aria, his gaze gentle as he carefully studied his younger sister. Warmth filled his expression, carrying the natural closeness of family. After that, he turned to the sentry in charge of verification. His tone was steady, firm, and confident, leaving no room for doubt. "She's my sister, Aria. She came to visit me."After speaking, Jeffrey looked toward Landon, who stood beside Aria. He observed him with a measured gaze. Landon remained tall and composed, his presence calm and refined. Even in front of a commanding soldier like Jeffrey, he showed no trace of unease. Beneath Landon's calm expression lay an unwavering steadiness. His demeanor was refined and distant, yet it softened whenever he looked at Aria. There was unmistakable protectiveness in his eyes. Jeffrey understood their relationship immediately. A faint smile appeared on his lips as he turned back to the sentry. He explained
At the mention of Landon, a flicker of caution flashed through Percy's eyes. From the memories he had regained in this life, he knew Landon had always remained by Aria's side. Landon wielded considerable power and was utterly devoted to her. With him around her, there was little to worry about.Since Percy's memories had awakened, his judgment of people had become even sharper than before. He looked at Landon standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze darkening slightly.In the end, Percy suppressed his unease. He looked at Aria and gave a firm nod. His thin lips parted as he spoke in a determined voice. "Alright. I'll do as you say. I'll wait for your news at the firm. Take care of yourself. If there's even the slightest danger, contact me immediately. No matter when or where, I'll be there as fast as I can."Percy's eyes were filled with protectiveness and concern as he looked at her. After a thousand years of protecting her, it had become second nature to him. Even if he c
When Aria's fingertips brushed against Percy's clothing, both of them paused slightly. A quiet warmth rose in their hearts at the same time. This familiar feeling, one that had crossed countless reincarnations, was already etched into their very bones. No words were needed. They simply understood what the other was thinking.Percy lowered his gaze to her. His fingers gently traced the back of her hand as he felt the warmth of her palm against his. His eyes carried the same indulgent care they always had, just like on Mount Hollowlight, where he had always been her safest refuge.Percy didn't rush her and simply waited. Since Aria had awakened his memories, he knew there must still be more she needed to tell him about their sect and their people. Now that they had finally reunited after a thousand years, they would face every storm ahead together.After a moment, Aria finally steadied herself. Her voice rose from tears into clarity and resolve, yet it never fully lost its softness or
Aria's heart leaped into her throat. The gentle aura around her vanished, replaced by a surge of worry.She shot up from her seat and rushed over to the couch. As she moved, the hem of her clothes brushed against the armrest, stirring a faint breeze. Leaning forward quickly, she reached out with trembling fingertips toward Percy's wrist. Her cool fingers lightly touched his pulse, feeling the warmth of his skin. She applied just enough pressure to check his condition. His pulse was steady, strong, and unhurried. It resembled the calm rhythm of someone in a deep sleep, far steadier than it had been when he was under stress. Only then did Aria calm down. She let out a deep breath, withdrew her hand, and straightened up as she looked down at Percy lying on the couch. She knew he had heard everything she said. He was in the process of recovering his memories. The sharp and rational gaze he usually carried was hidden behind his closed eyes, softening his entire presence. He looked
Everyone present that day believed in fortune-telling. They obeyed Owen not out of genuine respect but because of the benefits he wielded and his close association with a renowned fortune-teller. While they couldn't directly approach the fortune-teller, Ian could. This fortune-teller was renowned fo
Poeta grew anxious. She wanted to deny it, but what Fergus said was undeniable. Initially, Poeta had planned to exploit Warren's disdain for her to manipulate Fergus into abandoning his family and staying by her side. This way, she could establish a foothold in Janovin. However, events had spiraled
Landon looked out the window. "You'll be immune to ghosts once you see more of them. Have you ever seen a fortune teller dispelling a manifestation in the mountains? They were as afraid as you when they first started."With more experiences and encounters, they would come to realize that the world
This so-called prodigy cultivator was not part of Aria's plan. But since Owen had eagerly brought this man over, she might as well put Malric to full use. Her words about bad omens carried less weight than Malric's. After all, they trusted him most. Malric did not contradict Aria. Though crows were






