Chapter 622
The Allied Forces were preparing to depart, but they no longer needed our help.
Most of us were on standby, except for Riana, who had been assigned a special mission.
Her task was simple: maintain her own stability.
Riana had a unique trait—when she cried, it rained, as if the sky itself were pouring tears. To activate this, she had to take a special drug that acted like a depression-inducing agent.
This meant Riana would need to use her mental fortitude, rather than her mana or stamina, to harness her powerful abilities.
What she needed most was rest, not training. If she overused the depression-inducing agent to test her abilities, she risked losing her mind and being unable to use her powers when truly needed. Therefore, Riana spent most of her time at the mansion, as if she were in recovery.
The last time she used her powers was to melt away the heavy snow that had blanketed the capital.
We sipped tea in the mansion’s tea hall, waiting for Illeion Volten and the Duchess to return. Though it was not as bustling as it once was, the villa still employed several servants. It was one of the rare places in Edina where one could experience the life of a noble.
“You’re thinking of converting him?” asked Riana.
“If it’s possible.”
“Hmm... Is it really necessary? He doesn’t strike me as someone who would cause trouble. If he showed even the slightest inclination for it, I wouldn’t have ignored it.”
‘Oh yeah...’ I realized.