C295 The Number of the Gods.

After gently placing Eliza on the ground, her breathing now steady, Igrel lay quietly beside her, keeping watch.

"Ha~ Iger, just lying here on the grass, watching over you—it's like something out of a dream," Eliza said, turning her head to look at Igrel with a smile.

"Seems like you have simple dreams. If this is all it takes to satisfy you, then so be it," Igrel chuckled, closing his eyes