Chapter 298: Princess, my humble home is quite spacious indeed_2

It was clear that her pupils contracted sharply to adjust to the light.

So intricate, not at all like a puppet; at least not one of the same style as Anastasia's.

Seeing that Wayne had already gotten the hang of it, Juno hurriedly interrupted, "Little brother Wayne, I asked you to come over for…"

"Knight Juno, let me talk to My Princess first, we can discuss important matters later."

Wayne grabbed Elizabeth's hand, his mind melding with her, sensing a vivid physical body: skin, blood vessels, muscles and bones, and a robust heartbeat, as well as a robust heartbeat.

A faint whiteness within the flesh, highly active, reminded him of The Forgotten who had fallen into madness due to knowledge.

No, it was something even beyond—a wanderer.

The disconnected chaotic knowledge of the void, with no thought, just an empty shell of a wanderer.