But that reason was utterly useless to Violette, who now held Ocasuan's highest authority.
As Ocasuan's city lord secretary, Violette perhaps knew more of Solam's secrets than anyone else. She understood Solam better than most people in this world, and she knew the relationship between Chalanona and Solam, as well as that between Solam and Mevis and his wife, inside and out.
Under such circumstances, she naturally knew exactly who was closer to whom. To Solam, Chalanona was merely a bargain-bin grandmother—her presence or absence made no difference, and Solam was not close to her. As for Mevis and the others? Violette knew perfectly well that if Solam had to choose between Mevis and Chalanona, he would not hesitate for a second. He would absolutely choose Mevis.
What the hell did blood ties matter? He and Chalanona had exchanged only a few words in total.
Since that was the case, did it even need saying what choice Violette should make or what she ought to do? Besides, given how Chalanona had abandoned her family and children, she was hardly someone people could trust.
Thus, Chalanona's repeated requests to enter the Grand Library were all rejected. It was not as if she had never considered forcing her way in. After all, she was a Legendary Mage. But upon seeing the seven demigod-level constructs and tens of thousands of high-level soul constructs, Chalanona decisively chose to behave herself.
There was no helping it. Even a Legendary Mage could not beat that kind of lineup.
Moreover, although Violette had never mentioned Ocasuan's true nature, Chalanona was still a Legendary Mage. How could she fail to see that the entire Holy City was a floating island? Of course, Chalanona's imagination had not run wild enough for her to realize that all of Ocasuan was