Ideals

"…Why the fuck are three outsiders like us let into that important place then?" Varian couldn't help it.

"Fortune Anvil is important, not fragile. Even if they do their best, a rank 7 or even rank 8 can't leave a scratch mark on it. It's like a…um…a safe or a block made of indestructible blocks." Sonya tried to explain.

"If you're someone like Miss Calamity, well, you wouldn't be allowed in."

Even though the information was insufficient to get a complete understanding, Varian nodded.

Sonya wasn't even the crown princess. It's surprising that she knew at least this much.

Only a few hours were left for the 'Ritual'.

Meanwhile, in one of the simple mansions in the corner of the royal district, Duchess Serenthia leafed one page after another of a photo album.

It showed a cute young girl with silver hair and red eyes with a beautiful middle-aged woman.