Just before Lia woke up, Dright came to the infirmary as early as dawn and immediately inspected the problem that Raven sent to him. Upon entering the room, Dright saw Ophelia, who was consciously sitting on a chair between Raven and Quare’s bed. Noticing Dright’s presence, Ophelia shifted her gaze to Dright and greeted him.
Dright then immediately asked Ophelia for more information. Sensing her master’s anxiousness because of the present situation, she hid her broken hand behind her as she explained what had happened.
“Ophelia… what are you hiding..?”
“It’s nothing, sir Dright. Nothing to be concerned about.”
But Dright noticed what Ophelia was doing.
“Don’t be ridiculous. Show me…”
“. . .”
Dright stared directly at Ophelia’s eyes, making her avert her gaze. Impatient, Dright released a sigh and forcefully grabbed Ophelia’s left arm and pulled it, revealing her damaged hand.