"Ronald..."
"How did you know she was in trouble?"
As he watched the servant's body begin to contort strangely, Raphael also understood that the situation could not be delayed.
While walking toward her again, he was also asking Ronald, who was beside him.
However, unlike Raphael who could examine and provide healing,
Ronald's ability to act was much more limited now.
Waving one hand, dispersing the black fog around him and continuously monitoring the changes in the room, he finally spoke:
"It was a hint from my spell."
"You first examine her body, I'll take care of the surrounding alert."
With that, silence soon fell over the room again.
Raphael stood before the dining table, his hand gently on the servant's body, his brows furrowed, revealing an expression that suggested he had discovered something that prevented him from helping her as directly as at the beginning.