Moriarty [5]

After Evelyn arrived, Brandon was taken to a nearby ambulance that was parked outside.

Brandon was seated on the ambulance's trunk, while a nurse tended to his wounds. 

Evelyn on the other hand, stood in front of Brandon. Her hands, placed on both sides of her waist as she knitted her brows.

The nurse seemed to have recognized her as well, stealing quick glances at her.

After all, Evelyn really was a popular mage in the country.

It wouldn't be surprising if a regular citizen were to recognize her.

"I told you not to do anything stupid until I arrive."

"In my defense, they were looking at me funny."

"Aren't you used to being looked at by now?"

"Are you implying that you tend to look at me?"

"W-what? N-no, no. That's not what I… Haa…"

She breathed a heavy sigh.

And as soon as she did Brandon flashed her a sly smirk.

The moment he did that, all of her worries had suddenly vanished.