Chapter 162- Valhale (1)

Esme's golden pupils were fixed on the woman with visible confusion as she inquired of the woman seated on the throne, "Aren't you the troublesome friend Grandma always referred to?"

'.....' Drishti's eyes turned towards the golden-eyed woman standing beside the young man, causing her narrowed gaze to relax, which reflected a blurred image of the woman's face. "No, you might have mistaken me for someone else."

Naturally, with her strength, a small push could make Drishti see through the young woman's face, but that small push would also break her first seal, revealing her own locked charm.

So, there isn't a need to create a hassle for herself while moving around this world.

"...I see," Esme nodded, but her blank expression gave away her mind's state, not fully trusting the words of the woman lazily lying on the throne with folded legs and hand supporting chin resting on armrest.