And maybe… He couldn't make her trust him fully as well…
Leon closed his eyes and breathed. It was painful. He was now reminded why he couldn't move on. All because of his incompetence… broken promises… unfulfilled oaths…
In the end, was she still afraid? Did he even chase away her worries?
The answer was too glaringly obvious it hurts.
He brought glory to the empire, can't he even save his loved ones?
"This… Well, do you understand what this means?" Micahel mumbled almost excitedly and a bit skeptical.
The two digested his words silently and after arriving at a conclusion, the atmosphere immediately tenses up. Yulia's eyes widened, looking boggled.
"The saint in ancient texts?" She almost blurted it out because of how astounding it sounds. She herself is even torn in disbelief. "No way…"
Leon flinched and also had his eyes widened. He understood what the empress said but was even more incredulous than her.
The saint?