"Pfft! What kind of accusation is that?" Yllia giggled, waving her left hand. "You've got the wrong idea. That wasn't me. I don't have that kind of ability."
Nolan narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He didn't believe her right away, especially with how suspiciously she was acting.
Noticing his skeptical look, Yllia chuckled softly and pinched his cheek.
"I'm telling the truth. It wasn't me—it was her. I don't have any such intentions, okay? She—no, Seria—did it on her own. You should ask her about it."
Nolan's doubts vanished instantly. He didn't sense even the slightest hint of a lie in her words.
Nolan let out a deep sigh before asking, "Did she do it for a specific reason? Or maybe it wasn't Seria who did it, but the spirit within her—the Goddess of Life?"
"Maybe yes, maybe no. I don't know either," Yllia replied with a shrug.
However, the smile on her face made Nolan think she already knew the answer—she just didn't want to tell him.
