She held my hands tightly, her grip trembling, and asked softly,
"Please... promise me you won't leave me like this again."
I paused for just a moment, seeing the desperation in her eyes—like she was trying to hold onto something slipping away.
"Alright… I promise."
I didn't add anything more. I knew that's all she needed to hear right now.
And just like that, a faint glimmer returned to her eyes.
Relief.
Peace.
As if a heavy burden had just lifted from her chest.
A small smile found its way to her face. I smiled back, but then my eyes drifted downward.
"What happened to your legs?" I asked, my voice softer.
Trying to hold onto her composure, she smiled faintly and answered,
"During that time… when the Elder Lich struck me with his scythe—I think that's when it happened."
She leaned forward slightly and pulled up her robe just enough to reveal the bandages tightly wrapped around her ankle and calf.
"It's a wound from that scythe. The healers said… it will never fully recover."
_The Elder Lich's scythe...?_
I remembered how raw mana surged through me back then, letting me hold onto that cursed weapon without being torn apart.
But her? She wasn't protected like I was.
"That wound… maybe Lady Saya could pray for another blessing from Goddess Glyss—like the one I received."
She gently shook her head.
"I don't think that's possible anymore."
My heart sank.
Lady Saya _did_ mention earlier that she hadn't heard the Goddess's voice since the day I died.
Which means... no blessings. No divine healing. No way to undo this damage done.
Seeing the understanding settle on my face, Miss Sera smiled again, reaching out and ruffling my hair.
"I see you figured it out," she said warmly, even as her legs remained wrapped and still.
"Don't worry. I'm sure there's a reason for Goddess Glyss's silence."
_She's trying to be strong. Like always..._
I stood up slowly and moved behind her, placing my hands gently on the wheelchair handles.
"Well then," I said, pushing the chair slightly forward, "how about I introduce you to my family? We can go out for dinner together too."
She tensed immediately.
"W-Wait, Alve... I-I don't think I should meet them like this."
I chuckled. "It's alright. You're my Master. I bet they'll be happy to meet you too—just like I was."