The greater the threat to a loved one’s life, the narrower a person’s perspective becomes.

“Of course, I never truly believed my daughter’s recovery was thanks to them,” Harald admitted.

Even now, his wary gaze hadn’t softened. Years of experience and intuition honed through countless battles had made him distrustful of easy answers.

“But when they burned that odorless, colorless incense… my daughter, who couldn’t even sit in a wheelchair without effort, began to walk.”

In the bottomless pit of despair, even a faint glimmer of light could blur one’s vision and taste impossibly sweet.

This is why Ragnar severed …