"I mean, when you rowed into Within Death with me just now, didn't you gain any insights?"
Shade asked with a smile. Flora could tell at once that he was asking on purpose.
"Insights? I gained a few."
Mentioning the subject made her somewhat dejected again. With both hands resting on the boat, her gaze unconsciously drifted toward the Great Fog around them.
"From the way Sister Devlin looked, it wouldn't be strange if she had advanced to Thirteenth Ring by the next time we see her. But I don't have that kind of talent. Even without the curse, Eleventh Rank would already be my limit. I can feel it myself."
She did not avoid discussing the matter.
"Just now, I did sense the possibility of a breakthrough. I mean from Eleventh Rank to Twelfth Rank, but that is obviously still too far away. Not to mention compared with Vanessa, who is already Thirteenth Order—"
Shade noticed her clearly curl her lips in displeasure. She was unwilling to accept it.
"Even compared to Twelfth Order Megan, Audrey, Galina, Sivie, and Bella, I fall short. And that is without even mentioning the ancient Demigod Witch Emperors you know.
"So I'm even a little envious of Emilia. She can go study in the ancient past, which will obviously be a great help in improving her own strength. Meanwhile, I can only remain stuck at Eleventh Rank. If I'm lucky, perhaps I can barely reach Twelfth Rank before Charlotte takes over my position."
As Shade confirmed that the route guided by the golden thread was correct, he smiled at her.
"Don't say such discouraging things. When I first met Galina, she also said Eleventh Rank was her limit. Didn't she break through in the end?"
"So you mean Witches have to be intimate