Golden Score.
Upon hearing this term, Hewinia experienced a momentary daze, as if she were transported back to a year ago when she saw a beautiful woman staring at her with an incredulous gaze.
"Golden Score?! You're actually the Golden Score?!"
"How is that possible?"
"Does the Golden Score really exist?"
Then, that disbelief swiftly transformed into greed and madness.
"If that's the case..."
She murmured to herself, and that madness turned into cruelty.
The howling cold wind woke Hewinia from her daze, and she lifted her head to look at the mirror in front of her, finding the face from her memory now reflected on its surface, watching her expressionlessly.
After a moment of Silence, she rose to close the window. When she returned to her seat, the look in her eyes as she glanced at the ring on her left middle finger had regained its calmness.
"What else do you know?" Hewinia asked.
Huh... She didn't ask me how I knew first?
Interesting.
