Afterward, Su Na and Istil struck up a conversation with Dara, moving from adventures at sea to their understanding of this world, and finally to questions about scientific research. She could actually answer all of them; her knowledge was extensive, and she gave nothing away.
At first, Yang Yi chimed in now and then, but by the end, he had been reduced to sitting in a corner, silently drinking tea.
Getting information out of this woman was too difficult.
She was even steering the conversation, gradually guiding it toward anomalous phenomena and Great Beings.
This was exactly what Su Na wanted. Even though she knew the other woman was deliberately guiding them, the topics themselves were still valuable. They had a lively conversation, apart from Yang Yi, who could barely get a word in.
According to Lada, their group had met in the Sea of Miracles, getting to know one another while asking about Oath Prerequisite Quests in the Chat Channel.
Their group had actually numbered over thirty back then, but failed quests, persecution by the Radiant Holy Church, and other causes had eventually left only twelve. They had gathered when the Sea of Miracles went out of control, fled to the Sea of No Light, and founded an organization called the Lost Ones Fleet.
This organization had indeed existed for a long time and had dealings with both Steam Island and Green Island, so it was not a complete fabrication.
After sitting for a while, Yang Yi gradually lost interest, his nose twitching. Ever since entering this building, he had smelled a faint, sweet fragrance that felt extraordinarily familiar and left him somewhat restless.
"May I look around?"
He suddenly stood up, interrupting the increasingly animated conversation between the Witches.
"The third floor is private quarters. Feel free to