Questions and a New Crisis

At the peak of the High Tower, the wind howled.

"You're here."

Truth turned around, her long hair tracing a gentle arc in the wind.

Her expression was as calm as ever, as though she had known all along that Love would come looking for her.

"I don't get it. Don't you have an office? Why insist on standing out here in the wind?"

The top floor of the High Tower nearly pierced the clouds. The wind here was no ordinary wind; without the wind-blocking effect of the High Tower's Magic Array, no one could possibly have maintained their composure at this height.

"The office is stuffy. I like looking out over the Northern Capital from here."

Love turned her head to look around.

From here, she could take in almost the entire Northern Capital. The view at night would probably be quite impressive.

"When Ranger broke through, she said she saw me. Do you have any idea why?"

Truth slowly shook her head.

"No."

"Admittedly, I am a powerful Magical Girl... that isn't a boast."

"I even experienced the First Holy War, and I've been fighting ever since. In theory, I should indeed be able to play something like the role of a sage... but the mysteries of magic aren't so easily understood."

"All I can say is that, under ordinary circumstances, I do know more than you do. But that doesn't mean I know everything."

Love frowned.

Truth was right, but Love couldn't shake the feeling that she was dodging the question.

"Then... did you detect any abnormal magic power when Ranger broke through?"

Truth shook her head.

"The amount of magic power Ranger released briefly approached the Lamp-Lighting Rank, but ultimately, she didn't cross its threshold. Still, that was enough to prove her potential, which is why