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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,

someone cto examine

excellent. He's recovered well physically,

he's

all, he was, in many ways, raised within the confines of the research facility, with

Everyone else was a non-entity to

to find his sister, and now that he had, the flood of emotions was

tightened her hold on Maja's hand. "Let's hear your plan, and we can figure out how to

and Maja

Sanders clan have any influence here in Windhelm? We

high flier in Windhelm, and his network wasn't easily

held in high regard. To get others on our side, we need damning evidence against

us otherwise?"

played his cards close to the chest for years, and even his political rivals wouldn't dare

slip-up.

line of work, vigilance was

showing she

she pondered that Bernard was soon to arrive with lan and

planning to keep it to

from trying to piece together the missing links—Bernard's ultimate

and why he'd groom

her head mounted, she

doubt you, but I can't help thinking—Bernard's son died in that facility, and he's loathed the

the puppet master? If we don’t sort this out, there might be flaws in

of death was step one.

true motive, or none of it

light sparked in Maja's eyes, and she