They stared at each other for a few seconds. Through Isaac's eyes, the fox girl didn't see the greed and desire she often found in other men.
On contrary, in Isaac's eyes, she appeared to be nothing without any emotional fluctuation.
Seeing her nod slightly, he gently asked, "Do you have a name?"
"Yes, my name is Rosalie Blount," the fox girl replied softly.
Isaac nodded. Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground, placed his sword in front of him, and began to meditate.
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