Chapter 679 [Illustration]
We were on a terrace on the third floor of the Central Palace Tetra.
Despite the looming political unrest, the streets of the palace remained eerily quiet, the chaos outside unable to penetrate the serene confines of the central palace.
Harriet and I were sharing tea for the first time in what felt like ages.
“Sigh... It still doesn’t feel real. I can’t quite grasp what’s happening and what isn’t...”
Harriet’s deep sigh reflected Olivia’s sense of being unmoored, as if they were both floating in a sea of uncertainty.
Yet, despite her uncertainty, Harriet had achieved remarkable feats with just a touch of magic, saving an incredible amount of time and resources. Her magic had not only obliterated countless monsters, but also saved innumerable lives. If one were to compile a list of the greatest mages in history, Harriet’s name would undoubtedly be at the top.
As time passed, it became increasingly clear that Charlotte would be making almost all the decisions. My role was merely to determine whether to approve them or not. During the war, Harriet and I had been the busiest, but now it was Charlotte who would bear that burden. Harriet was brilliant, yet she lacked political savvy.
It would be better if neither of us had to use our powers anymore. However, once the political situation stabilized, Harriet would need to step up again to construct new warp gates. In many ways, she had become indispensable.
Harriet crossed her arms and gazed out the window. The arrogance and disdain that once filled her eyes had disappeared. Now, they were consumed by worry and anxiety—haunted by fears of what lay ahead and what had already transpired.
We kept sipping our tea, letting the minutes slip by.
Harriet’s eyes slowly softened, her gaze becoming more serene. I couldn’t decipher her thoughts.
Out of nowhere, Harriet addressed me.