Lillian soon took her leave.
Before leaving, she said with a bright smile that she would write to Elliot again, making his eyelid twitch once more.
More letters?
Still, he had gained quite a lot from this meeting.
First, he had established contact with the secret society called the Rose Cross. It was not convenient for him to investigate exactly what sort of organization it was yet, but Vanessa could approach them.
Second, he had learned the specifics of the news from the East District. An art gallery was to be built there, and it seemed it would be quite large, even including a dedicated theater.
The roles played by the Troy Society, United Mining, and the Circle of Vitas were gradually becoming clearer as well.
Better still, Lillian's debut had given him an excellent excuse to get involved. He could investigate under the pretext of being concerned about her.
Lillian would probably try to contact the Mourning Poetry Society, which would give Vanessa a natural opening to intervene and allow him to exert his influence more smoothly.
All at once, everything had fallen into place.
Next, he could control Vanessa for a while and have her investigate the Rose Cross first.
Before that, though, he would visit the Mourning Poetry Society and see how Miss Elegy was doing.
Elliot gently rubbed his fingertips over the spot where he kept the ring close to his body, a hint of eagerness appearing in his eyes.
After seeing Lillian off, he immediately returned to the Difference Engine, impatient to begin operating it.
But-"What's this? An interrupt window?! She's in combat again?!" Elliot stared in astonishment at the rapidly flipping display, where the bright red [Interrupt] countdown was frantically ticking down!
Let us turn back time a little.
Early that morning.
Her face