The warm and hospitable umbrella
grace mumbled absentmindedly, gasping for breath. it took a long time before she regained her calm, but the throbbing in her eyes did not dissipate.
grace rubbed her forehead, " I must have been too tired recently, " he mumbled to himself. I was too focused on Miranda and haven't had a good rest for a long time. That's why I had such a nightmare.
Grace could still vaguely remember that when she had used darkness alchemy to offer up her soul for a trade, she had heard this voice.
and that was when grace's mental pressure was at its peak, and her physical body was on the verge of collapse.
this rare illusion never appeared again after her life was guaranteed. This sudden appearance was out of grace's expectations. She simply blamed it on the great mental pressure she had been under recently. She had been completely focused on Miranda and had consumed too much energy.