Unfortunately, even though Cyclone refused and tried to escape, he was still caught and brought back. Eventually, through the underground waterway, Cyclone and Marcina made their way to the meeting place appointed by the Twilight King.

Considering the current changes in everyone's actions, Cyclone sketched out a character relationship map in his mind. Although each person seemed like uncontrollable independent individuals, every time a change occurred, these independent individuals made extraordinary moves. The more frequently these actions occurred, the clearer Cyclone could see.

Water Shrine, heretics, Sophiel's group, and others - besides restraining each other, there was also a hidden singular entity among them. That distinct presence was the grand sorceress Marcina.

Recalling how he had initially caught the Lord's attention because of Marcina's appearance, Cyclone found it hard to understand this girl who had a secretive relationship with him.

"..."

"Are you staring at me because you're attracted to my charm?" Marcina excitedly took a step forward, intending to show her cute side to Cyclone. However, Cyclone reached out and patted her head. "Don't, please don't do that."

Although he didn't know the reason behind it, Cyclone had to make one thing clear. "I'm a simple man..."

After some contemplation, Cyclone voiced the truth he had always believed in. "Big breasts rule!!" To avoid any misunderstandings, Cyclone proactively shared his preferences. "Tch!" In response, Marcina sneered. Surprisingly, she uttered, "I've known all along."

"..."

Indeed, Marcina knew Cyclone.

"If we go to meet the Twilight King, you won't stand by and watch me die, will you?" "Do you want me and the Twilight King to abuse you together?" Marcina appeared confused, but Cyclone was not led by her nose.

"You should know that from all angles, including various sources of intelligence, it's already known that we have a preexisting relationship, but..." "You've forgotten." Warmly, Marcina smiled slightly. "You've forgotten and naturally can't recall."

"Apologies..." Forgetting was also one of Cyclone's speculations. Although there was no trace of recollection, it might have been trivial matters insignificant enough for Cyclone not to remember. However, the current situation was somewhat unique. Even with Marcina accompanying him, Cyclone had to figure out if meeting the Twilight King could lead to dire consequences.

For this reason, despite forgetting, Cyclone wanted to clear things up. "But you remember, right? You can tell me - what's the relationship between you and me?"

The whole focus shifted onto Marcina. Grabbing a stick from the ground, Marcina cast a spell with her other hand. As the stick ignited in flames, she responded, "Could it be... you still don't remember..."

Not recalling, Cyclone couldn't even grasp the significance of Marcina's actions. "This was when I taught you magic." In an instant, ten question marks popped up above Cyclone's head.

The word "magic" alone had nothing to do with Cyclone, let alone teaching or not teaching it. Yet, Marcina spoke with even more certainty. "Forget about it, but that was our encounter, even though you... don't possess any magical abilities."

It was truly a fleeting moment. In Cyclone's mind, a figure suddenly flashed by. On the grasslands, a tiny girl hugged a large wizard hat, sporting a joyful smile. However, this vision only lasted a moment; Cyclone couldn't even recognize who the girl was. But one thing Cyclone was certain of - if he forgot, he just had to ask again. There was no need for secrecy; Cyclone wasn't the type to keep things to himself. "I just saw a girl. Why don't you just tell me directly."

Leaving the underground waterway, they emerged right under the sun. "What is it that I've forgotten?"