"It is time to leave," Primien said.0

I raised my wrist and checked the time—it was already three in the morning. After half a day of waiting, Sophien had left only a message saying that it was too late. But I hadn’t expected much to begin with. If she had made up her mind, it wouldn’t change overnight. Even lost in lethargy and ennui, her stubbornness remained absolute.0

"Primien," I said, turning toward her as she studied the fragment of Rohakan’s robe in silence. "Will you be able to track him?"0

Rohakan was one of the key named characters and a crucial piece of the main quest. The fact that he had sought out Sophien himself was no small event. At the same time, since I would not be the one to kill him, the task of tracking him down had fallen to me—an equally significant responsibility.0

Glancing my way, Primien murmured, “This robe is absolutely exquisite. Every stitch carries the touch of a master. I wonder how much it would be worth—”0

"Just answer the question I asked."0

"It is possible."0

Hummm—0

As Primien channeled mana into Rohakan’s robe, the lingering traces of mana within it stirred to life. Tiny particles rose into the air, flowing and gathering until they formed a unique shape—a butterfly with curved antennae and outstretched wings.0

"If we allow this butterfly to lead, the path will reveal itself in time."0

One of Deputy Director Primien’s unique attributes—Printer—allowed her to materialize the intangible, whether it was thoughts, emotions, mana, traces, or plans. Within the Ministry of Public Safety, it was an invaluable talent, indispensable for espionage and interrogation.1

"However," Primien said, lowering to one knee as her eyes settled on a faint trace left behind. "Rohakan...2