“Anyways, what brings you here this late at night?” Davey asked Illyna.

“Just…to talk.”

-She’s lying. She can’t hide her anxiety.

Perserque quietly muttered while staring at Illyna with sleepy eyes.

Since even her status window in front of Davey showed that she was here because of something else, it seemed like Illyna was consumed with that thought.

Bleep.

-Name: Illyna de Pallan.

-Age: 17.

-Title: Master of the Divine Sword; First Flower of the Five Beauties.

-Notes: Contracted to the Divine Sword; apple of the Pallan Empire’s eye; member of the Last Wisp.

-Current Emotion: Confusion; in thought.

It was a perfectly normal status window, but there was one thing that caught Davey’s eye. ‘The Last Wisp…’ He thought that Illyna had brought an interesting story.

“Well, talking isn’t something difficult to do. Sit and wait for a little bit, and I’ll bring out some tea.” After he spoke, only the sound of Davey’s footsteps resonated through the empty and quiet workshop.

* * *

“That golem… The world is going to be flipped upside down if it is revealed,” Illyna said.

Only be flipped upside down? It would be a relief if it wasn’t viewed as a dangerous weapon. A golem that was able to carry out complex orders and execute...