"It doesn't matter, that word just suddenly came to me. But tell me the truth: do you really want to test how that grimoire works on yourself?" Ryan replied, keeping his gaze fixed on the young woman's unusual eyes.
Iris hesitated for just an instant, clenching her fists at the sides of her dress, but then nodded with a firmness that left no room for argument.
'Iris, I don't know if you are truly brave or just a little foolish,' Ryan thought, calmly observing the assassin with a hint of intrigue. 'Now that I think about it carefully, it is quite strange that William didn't complain to me at all about snatching Iris right from under his nose. I mean, he was the one who brought her here, and now she is directly under my command. I suppose Iris's true value lies not in her adventurer rank, but in the hidden qualities she might acquire now as a half-spirit.'
