Chapter 124: Brant's Game
Brant coughed lightly and quickly corrected himself, fingers brushing against his chin.
"I mean—the way his metal plate declared him dead didn't resemble an actual death. It felt more like a disconnection. As though the plate itself had been destroyed… or its connection to the mage had somehow been severed."
He paused, his eyes narrowing as he studied Lily closely, as though trying to peel back one layer after another.
"Tell me something," he continued, his tone turning more analytical. "Do the two of you share a soul bond? I mean, you seem certain that he's still alive."
The question struck Lily like a slap.
"H-how do you even know about that?" she blurted.
Brant hummed softly, the sound vibrating in his throat.
"It's common knowledge in the Core and Inner Cities. When two people are deeply in love and share… passionate contact, a natural soul bond can sometimes form."
