Roswaal had now taken a keen interest in Riviera.
He had never witnessed such a phenomenon before.
Although he had concealed his gaze and thoughts very well, in Riviera's eyes, that concealment amounted to nothing.
There was something wrong with this man!
Riviera saw that easily.
After becoming an Arcane Master, her powers of observation and reasoning had reached a terrifying level. She could discern a great deal from the smallest details.
And in her view,
this frontier Earl, Roswaal, was a mage of no small strength. He harbored secrets no one knew about, while his outward appearance—including that somewhat neurotic tone—was merely a disguise, or rather, an external manifestation of some inner distortion.
A person like this
would probably have a hard time becoming a member. To become a member, one's heart had to be whole, so someone with a mental illness had no chance of becoming one.
"Rem, Ram." The moment Roswaal entered, he called out several times.
Soon, two twin maids, one with blue hair and the other with red hair, came out from inside the mansion.
They were all member candidates.
Riviera felt a faint surge of joy. She knew that she had probably arrived at a crucial place in the River of Destiny.
In other words,
this was the main stage of this world's destiny.
During the previous Auditor's Probationary Mission, Riviera had already learned that every world had its own River of Destiny. Those who occupied a certain position within it were more likely to become members than everyone else.
In other words,
as long as one's character met the requirements, that was enough.
"Lord Roswaal." After Rem and Ram saluted Roswaal, they naturally noticed Riviera as well. Almost instinctively, their gazes were drawn to Riviera's pointed ears.
The surprise on their faces was