She seemed to weigh her words carefully before finally speaking.
"If you do, then… when you face Emily's father and defeat him, you should tell him about it. Let him know you have a skill beyond SSS rank," she said.
Isaac frowned. "What do you mean by that?"
"You'll understand when the time comes," she said. Her tone made it clear she wouldn't elaborate further. "Now go. You don't want to keep Emily waiting."
Isaac stared at her for a few seconds longer.
He knew she wasn't going to explain, no matter how many times he asked.
Finally, he nodded once, turned, and left the room.
The door shut softly behind him, leaving Eleanor alone with her thoughts.
Outside, the corridor smelled faintly of old paper and oil.
Isaac walked with steady steps until he found Celia and Professor Catherine waiting in a smaller parlor near the governor's suite.
Celia's face brightened the moment she saw him.
"You're going now?" she asked, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
