Chapter 69 – The Fallen Saintess
Airi looked at Ethan with a strange mix of fascination and disbelief etched into her face. She just couldn't understand it—couldn't fathom how someone could be this free. This unbothered.
And it annoyed her more than she liked to admit.
"Why are you like this?" Airi asked, tilting her head. Her black tears still streamed down her cheeks, and the divine chains remained embedded inside her flesh.
It was… a fascinating sight for Ethan. To witness such beauty, bound and breaking, and still speaking.
'Truly, this tower is something else,' Ethan mused. 'I'm seeing weirder things every single day.'
Then, out loud—casual, almost amused—he answered, "Like what?"
Airi's lips twitched.
He knew exactly what she meant. She could feel it. And yet he still danced around it with that damn smile. But she didn't push. Not yet. She still needed him if she wanted even a shred of freedom.
