536 Do Not Check My Limits

Allowing her grandfather to rest, Oriana returned to her study, the dim light barely illuminating the room as the sun had already set. Her day had been a whirlwind, leaving her little time for rest. Yet, there were pressing matters that demanded her attention, so she summoned three important figures to her side by sending a magical message taught by Yorian.

As the trio settled into the chairs before her, Yorian wasted no time in breaking the silence. "How is your grandfather? Did the magical pill prove effective?"

Evanthe, her tone tinged with annoyance, interjected before Oriana could respond. "Are you questioning the efficacy of my creation, elf?"

"I dare not, little witch," Yorian replied with a teasing smirk, "It's just a way of starting communication, but you might lack this sense due to not living among people."