What should I do?

Ever since Lin saved Lucy after her limbs were severed, it felt like he had lived constantly asking himself that question.

He had managed to get through it somehow, but every time he reached this point, his chest grew tight with frustration.

It would have been nice if Rabin were here.

However, the thief had left for the Filthy Alley with the saintess in tow.

She would come back eventually, but who knew how long it would take? She might even visit the Waltercrua migration of the Church people on her way back.

“Lin... my Lin...”