Cheonma had disappeared.
I suddenly couldnât see her anywhere. She had definitely been right behind me just moments agoâwhere did she go?
"Again, without a word."
I frowned. I had brought her along to keep her by my side, and yet she had vanished like this.
And of all times, in this situation?
"Tsk."
It was a headache, but she couldnât have gone far. Judging by her usual behavior, she was always lingering nearby.
"The problem is that sheâs not here right now."
Though, honestly, that wasnât much of an issue either.
"Itâs not like anything would change just because sheâs here, right?"
It was only because of the recent conversation that I had unconsciously looked toward Cheonma. Whether she was present or not, it wouldnât make a significant difference.@@novelbin@@
So, I turned to the spirit and asked,
"What does it mean for a soul to have a âneckâ?"
"â¦â¦."
At my question, a flicker of confusion crossed the spiritâs face. Her expression was as if to say, How could you not know that?
"Would the Lord of the Afterlife deign to ask such a thingâ¦? If this is a test of my insignificance, thenâ"
"Itâs not that. Iâm asking because Iâm genuinely curious. I donât have much knowledge of your customs."
"â¦â¦."
She suddenly referred to me as âLord,â so how could I not ask?
Moreover, she had said something about embedding a tree into the soul. That was something I simply couldnât understand.
"â¦â¦A Divine Tree that serves as the link to complete the world. Since you bear it within you, that is why I spoke those words."
"I bear a Divine Tree?"
Hearing that, I ran a hand over my chest. A Divine Tree, she said. What did that mean?
"â¦Could it be?"
I frowned, recalling the situation. If I had truly âborneâ something, thenâ¦