"Being young is nice..." Anne Salru said, slowly picking up the Teapot.
"Vizet seems to have... just finished that Ritual Magic, right?" She refilled Serena Pendragon's teacup with black tea. "And he's coming to us this soon?"
Serena Pendragon picked up her teacup and looked at Anne Salru, correcting her. "Anne, don't forget, we just pulled an all-nighter."
She gave the teacup two token blows, then tipped her head back and drained the black tea in one gulp. "Actually, we've got plenty of energy too."
"I think I understand now..." Sebastian Sallow looked at Serena Pendragon, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression grew serious.
"No wonder you've felt a little strange these past few days. Looks like you've been anxious... What? Are you thinking that once you've fulfilled the Guardian's responsibility, and once the Isaiah Society is destroyed, there'll be nothing left to do in the future?"
"Perhaps it's also because..." Ominis Gaunt added, "that day is getting closer and closer. Feeling a little different about it is normal."
Serena Pendragon sighed. "Omi is right. That day is getting closer and closer!"
"We've held on for such a long time too. Though when we decided to do this... to confront the Isaiah Society head-on, we'd already imagined countless worst-case scenarios."
"How should I put it? We've all held on for so long. Even if we've considered the worst, we still hope for a good ending. It's just that with something like this... who can really say for sure?"
"Then please keep that mindset," Sebastian Sallow said. "The Isaiah Society hasn't been destroyed yet..."
"Under these circumstances, if you're still thinking about a good ending, I feel like something might happen. At least you don't seem to be in that state right now. That's good."
Serena Pendragon raised her eyebrows,