Aileen bowed her head and slowly shuffled her steps, approaching Baiyi.
Baiyi's right hand quickly transformed into a shape resembling a chair. With a swift motion, he scooped up the Elf, letting her sit on his arm.
He raised his arm and walked out, carrying her directly.
"Uh, where are we going?"
Aileen instinctively turned her head to look back, but her view was blocked by the chair's backrest. Baiyi walked steadily, asking, "What are we staying here for? Once you finish receiving the inheritance, we'll leave."
"But...."
"This world is inherently cruel; how many beings can you care for?" Baiyi said calmly.
Aileen bowed her head in silence, but the sense of loss on her grew stronger.
"Whether it's a Curse Doctor or a Life Sacrifice, they're just different types of healers." Baiyi mused, making an analogy: "The Goddess of Life serves as a good example."
