"I've got no goal to begin with."
"That's truly pathetic of you."
"I know, which is why I'm making you my goal."
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Cruelty and treachery are the only ways to advance in this world. With the alluring promise of getting everything once you su...
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"It looks like your shinsu has expanded."
Hwaryun looks at Vior, who appears to be content with everything that has transpired. The guide turns to look at the others, especially Khun, who looks disinterested in what has happened as he nonchalantly looks away. It appears that everything went as she had foreseen. In the end, she wasn't required to interfere like she originally planned.
"That's right," Vior said. "Now, I can do any of my skills without Shinsu's restriction on me. Who would've thought that with that limited amount of shinsu, it would prevent me from using my skill?"
The heir sighs a bit; at last, she can enjoy the taste of going out as a Wave Controller once more. She was also a little relieved that the book, which King Zahard had sealed away, turned out to be her shinsu. Now that she has gained it, she is capable of using more than one skill per day.
"Now, I understand why Reflejo can beat you."
"No one is beating anybody."
Vior ignored Khun's comment, and he learned the reason why she didn't use any of her useful skills to help her out of the sticky situation. It was due to the fact that, annoyingly enough, King Zahard had also sealed away her shinsu capacities, which prevented her from performing more than one skill a day.
That explains why she seems content that she managed to find this inside this train, gleefully appreciating the fact that she is back to her former self with a few confined powers remaining. Currently, she has sufficient allies who are willing to lend a hand, with the exception of anyone who might attempt to exploit the same situation for another bargain.
"Has Baam come out yet?" Vior scoffs at the idea that just occurred to her and shifts her gaze to the Rice Pot, pondering aloud whether or not she ought to go in there. At the end of the day, the guardian did remark that if he had handed the Revolution Road to her, her grandpa would have murdered him.
