The nun erased the traces of the arcane technique inside the room and walked out the door following Shard, then walked into the rain alongside him.
She was right beside Shard, who walked at least ten steps forward before suddenly realizing that Sister Delphine wasn't holding an umbrella, but was standing under the same umbrella with him.
He slightly turned his head, only to find that Sister Delphine also turned her head at that moment. Behind the fine textures on her silver eyepatch were the nun's special eyes. At this moment, he truly felt a strong sense of being watched. So, Shard said nothing, and together with the blind nun by his side, he walked into the night, illuminated by the dim streetlights in the rainy night.
The night was heavy, and the cracks in the night sky became increasingly clear. March was shrouded in clouds; today truly wasn't a good day.
