"Sylphy, I'm sorry."
Cui Ciyou murmured to himself.
Then he slowly closed his eyes.
An almost imperceptible thread of mental power quietly reached out from him and connected to the half-elf girl.
The next moment, Cui Ciyou's right eye shone with an eerie golden light.
Demon Eye: Clairvoyance!
It could observe scenes thousands of miles away.
But the magic power it consumed was astronomical.
Even with Sylphy's total reserves, it was not something he could use lightly.
His vision warped and stretched in an instant, as though passing through endless space.
Soon, a clear image appeared in his "field of vision."
It was a library piled high with books.
A petite figure lay slumped over a desk, apparently having fallen asleep from exhaustion.
She had a distinctive head of long blue hair.
Even in her sleep, her brows were slightly furrowed, carrying a weariness that would not fade.
It was Roxy.
Beside her hand sat a cup of black tea that had long since gone cold.
There were also several dense tomes on the "Ancient Teleportation Magic Circle."
Cui Ciyou swept his gaze around the room.
He noticed something in the shadows on the library's second floor.
A tall figure seemed to flash past.
It was Ghislaine.
Everything seemed peaceful.
"It looks like we need to leave as soon as possible."
The image vanished, and Cui Ciyou's right eye returned to normal.
An immense wave of exhaustion washed over him.
He could feel that Sylphy's magic power...
Had been drained considerably in those mere ten-odd seconds of observation.
The price was enormous indeed.
Early morning, in the House Boreas dining room.
After a night's rest, everyone was feeling much better.
The scene in the dining room, however, was rather peculiar.
Only six people sat at the enormous main dining