Brand's heart was in turmoil; this was his greatest secret in this world. Although he and Brand were now one, it was difficult to explain the origin of his memories from two lifetimes. While he had made himself accept all this, it was inevitable that there would be a knot in his heart.
He hadn't expected that this secret, buried deep in his heart, would be torn open by the Golden Magic Tree so quickly. No, but he shook his head immediately. The Golden Magic Tree's mind infiltration couldn't have penetrated his innermost thoughts so swiftly; that monster was exploiting his train of thought—if Brand's Grandfather were to say such a thing.
Brand suddenly realized that this must be a phrase he believed the old man would say. Only a person themselves could understand what they were truly afraid of, and here, his enemy was himself.
