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Maja let out a sigh of relief and immediately reached out to Nana.

Back when she was in Cania, she had a decent rapport with Nana. The question was whether Nana would be willing to lend a hand

this taround.

To her surprise, Nana was already in Greenfield. Being a native of Windhelm, it wasn't just a coincidence—she was on a manhunt

for the culprit who'd wronged her brother.

Learning that the research facility was in trouble, Nana didn't hesitate to offer her help.

She arrived that afternoon, and her companion, Number Eight, was enshrouded in a black hoodie and masked, his features hidden

from curious eyes.

Maja grabbed Nana's hand, her face etched with gratitude.

"Thank you."

Nana's grip tightened in response, a rare, sincere smile breaking through her usually stoic expression.

"I should be thanking lan. If he hadn't destroyed the research facility, my brother wouldn't have cback."

As she finished, Number Eight's hand shot out, nervously clutching at her sleeve.

"Nana."

The boy's voice was raspy, suggesting that he should have outgrown the voice changer by now. Clearly, the anxiety was getting to

him.

about his well-being, suggested a

have someone cto

you brought last twas excellent. He's recovered well physically, but

he's quite

of the research facility, with only the doctor and a

Everyone else was a

obsession had always been to find his sister, and now

tightened her hold on Maja's hand. "Let's hear your

and

Sanders clan have any influence here in Windhelm? We

Windhelm, and his

get others on our side, we need damning

us otherwise?"

his cards close to the chest for years, and even his political rivals

slip-up.

of work, vigilance was

nodded, showing she

Bernard was soon to arrive with lan and Patric in

planning to keep it

temples, feeling a headache coming on from trying to piece together the missing

for opposing lan, and why he'd groom a replacement for

her head

thinking—Bernard's son died in that facility, and he's loathed the place ever

don’t sort this out, there

was step one. Without it,

Bernard's true motive, or

Maja's eyes, and she