Then, he slowly awoke.
As Steven's vision gradually cleared, he could immediately see the Angel quietly lying on the grass at that moment.
The grass was soft and verdant, and the Angel lay there silently, with a peaceful and serene expression, as if emanating a kind of tranquility and sanctity.
And next to the Angel...
Before he could see clearly who was beside the Angel, he heard a loud shout.
"Who!!?"
!!!
In that instant, Steven felt as though countless ghosts were shrieking in his ears!
Without any preparation or resistance, his eyes rolled back, and he immediately fainted.
"Ugh—"
This time, Steven's injury was more severe!
The wound was not on his physical body but entirely on his soul.
He nearly really left...
"Hmm?"
Already feeling guilty, Fremay was startled, reacting somewhat excessively upon hearing the commotion.
She turned to look at the unconscious Steven and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming he was still breathing.
