"What brings you here, Lady Yelvina?" Lilian asked with a smile.
"Stop with that. You already know why I am here." Yelvina rolled her eyes. "Where is he?"
"I'm afraid you are late. He has already agreed to join us." Lilian ruefully smiled.
Yelvina narrowed her eyes and smiled. "Don't make this difficult for yourself. It's up to him to decide, but we haven't talked with him yet. So how can he decide if he doesn't even know the options?"
"So you are determined about this, eh?" Lilian wryly smiled.
"An Awakened-rank got blessed by Arcane. I would be foolish not to even try recruiting someone with such potential."
Lilian turned to Zeilin. "Call him."
However, Ainen was listening and had already begun moving after hearing that.
Right before he walked out of the camp, Saffa, Clovelle, and Fraise turned into outfits for him.
'Master, we smell something familiar there.'
'Yes. It feels like the very first fragrance we smelled when we were born.'
