A sudden presence pulled me from sleep, and I opened my eyes.0

“Oh my.”0

Before me, a pair of large, luminous eyes came into focus—white irises reminiscent of Yulie’s. They regarded me, curving softly into a graceful arc, as if holding a quiet smile.0

“You’re awake?”0

It was Josephine.0

I glanced out the window to find the night already cloaked in the light of the rising moon. Half a day’s rest had restored both my strength and mana in full.4

“What brings you here?” I asked, adjusting my attire, though there was little to correct—I was still clad in my robe.0

Josephine stepped back two paces, a soft smile gracing her lips as she replied, “I came because there is something important I need to discuss.”0

“Something you need to discuss?”0

“Yes, there is a rumor circulating—that you know the truth behind Her Majesty’s poisoning.”0

I looked at Josephine, and it wasn’t difficult to surmise the reason for her visit. Sensing the Villain’s Fate, I scanned the surroundings but found no signs of death variables. Well, almost none; a faint trace lingered just beyond the walls.0

It was a faint trace, the kind only the eyes of the Iron Man could detect—so...2