Since it was a weekday and daytime, Vera was not dressed in pajamas or a gown as she had been during their previous meetings. Instead, she wore a Loen Army officer's uniform, looking valiant, handsome, and dashing.
Abner even felt that Vera in this attire was more attractive to him than when she wore lace pajamas.
But business came first. After only glancing at her a few times, he asked in a deep voice, "Have you already severed the connection between the Primordial Demoness and reality?"
With a smile on her face, Princess Vera answered with a question instead. "Why do you think I severed the connection between Cheek and the other Demonesses?"
"It was a guess..." Abner organized his thoughts before continuing, "During the ambush against me in the seas off East Balam, the Saintess of Gray suddenly lost the Primordial Demoness's empowerment, which was why the Spirit Angel managed to capture her.
"Someone had clearly disrupted the connection between her and the Primordial Demoness.
"And aside from me, the only person who knew that the Primordial Demoness slept at the end of the Spectral Empire's route—the divine kingdom the Night Emperor had opened at a Sefirah Leak Point—was you, who had given me that ring beforehand!
"With so many clues, I could naturally gain some Insight into the truth."
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Vera clapped several times, then said with a smile, "Your reasoning is quite good... but I did not sever the connection between the Primordial Demoness and reality. I Distorted the contents of the prayers made to her by the Saintess of Gray and the Purple Saint, the two Demonesses granted the surname Cheek!
"Take the Saintess of Gray, for example. What she prayed to Cheek for at the time was 'increase the power bestowed,' but I