Nan looked straight at Nari.

Seeing Nari’s relatively vacant expression, Nan raised both hands.

“You don’t need to tell us what happened. We will find out everything, resolve it, and then report to you.”

“Why? Why go to such lengths? Why am I so precious to you? I didn’t help you; it was our mom.”

Kang Ihyun helped her. Therefore, she trusts and values him. That was understandable.

Jeong Suhoo had spent time with her.

Therefore, he cherishes her. That was also understandable.

But the man in front of her was someone she had just met yesterday.

He received help from her mom, not her.

Moreover, Nari, who witnessed the pseudo-religion using her mom’s resurrection, couldn’t believe his words now.

When Nari voiced her natural doubts, Nan exerted a bit more pressure on the two hands he was holding.

Feeling the pressure but not experiencing pain, Nari didn’t pull her hands away.

“Do you know why our guild is named ‘Mago’?”

“I don’t know.”

“It’s your premonition.”

At Nan’s words, Nari blinked. Nan continued to explain.

“Your mother said that when she gave birth to you, she dreamed of a girl who could create a world through dreams.”

“So…”

“Yes, that’s why it’s Mago. Here, this Mago is your mother’s legacy.”
At those words, Nari momentarily held her breath. Mago Halmi, the creation goddess who made the world while sleeping.

The guild name didn’t quite fit with where monks usually are, and that was because the guild’s name represented Nari herself.

“Nari Yang, your mother was a thoughtful person. So, after her passing, she entrusted ‘your’ safety to us.”

Her mom created a guild for her, even asking others for help. She wondered why. Perhaps her mom knew that people don’t come back after death.

And for a hunter like herself, the constant threat of death loomed.

“You don’t have to believe it. Whatever you are, we will always be here for you. It’s the power that has been summoned for you.”

Blind eyes focused on Nari. When Nan, realizing this, let go of Nari’s hand, it slipped away with a sound.

“Well then… What have I been doing all this time?”

A glimmer returned to Nari’s vacant eyes. Only then, relieved, Nan looked at Nari, heaving a sigh of relief within.

Twenty-five years old. Too young.

Of course, they might think they are all grown up and capable of taking responsibility for themselves. But from Nan’s perspective, Nari was still too young.

Moreover, since her mom’s death, Nari hadn’t been responsible for her own safety since her early childhood.
During her time of seclusion, Kang Hana died. Nari and Mago became the 2nd guild leaders, but the world had already changed.

With the psychic power of her mother, the 1st guild leader, news of Shin Bitnari couldn’t be heard from anywhere.

Even with connections, she couldn’t find any information. Nari’s father kept them at a distance.

In the meantime, Kang Hana’s daughter seemed to be deteriorating. So, it was time to provide the protection she couldn’t offer before.

“This is not something you can handle on your own.”

“…That’s right.”

“So just enjoy yourself. This is Busan, right? There are many people and things to enjoy. If you have friends, you can call them, and if you have a lover, you can go on a date. There’s no harm in playing alone either.”

“…Really, is it okay? Even if I don’t do anything? Just have fun?”

Nari spoke awkwardly. Her sharp gaze was slightly softened. Nan, who thought she resembled her mother, straightened his back again.

“What your father went through is not something you can resolve. You know that, right?”

“I know.”

“Your father had a duty as your legal guardian to protect you. And he didn’t fulfill that duty properly. You know that too, right?”

“…I know. But he’s still family…”

“You might need to make an effort not to be bound by family, especially when it comes to your father.”
At those words, Nari flinched and turned her gaze to the side. Nan sighed and clenched his fist.

“Even though I don’t like it, we will now take responsibility for protecting your father. Come by occasionally to say hello or check on him.”

Upon hearing this, Nari looked up and stared at Nan. In response to her expression, Nan raised one eyebrow.

To think that his beloved wife and their daughter, who resembled her so much, were both cast aside.

Anyway, he thought he was a man who didn’t like anything from the beginning to the end.

Thinking that he would never do such a thing if he were in his shoes.

“So, for now, clear your mind and enjoy yourself. During times like this, people may cry over tragedies, but eventually, they accept the death of their loved ones and spend enjoyable times with those who remain. I hope you fall into the latter category.”

Deng- With that, the faint sound of the temple bell ceased.

Nari looked towards the temple bell and soon lowered her head. Then, looking at Nan, she spoke softly.

“…Thank you. I’ll see you later. Um… Uncle.”

Perhaps feeling embarrassed to call him ‘uncle,’ Nari quickly descended down the mountain. Nan checked his wristwatch.

6:20 PM.