Listening to Olivia's recounting, Bologue's expression gradually became solemn and stiff. The entire storyline was more or less what he had guessed, but when it truly unfolded before his eyes, Bologue felt an inexplicable sense of helplessness, not knowing how to convict Olivia.
She indeed made mistakes, but she also genuinely tried to make amends. However, Olivia's efforts paled in comparison to the rapid rise of the Rebellious Royal Court, to the extent that the court is now pursuing Olivia. She can only hide in various places, utterly miserable.
"You need my help, and I need yours."
Bologue made a request to Olivia; the most valuable thing about her was not the power of the Defender, but the high-purity Night Race lineage and her understanding of Night Race history.
"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have come to seek collaboration with you and your Order Bureau."
Olivia's emotions stabilized, her voice becoming cool and clear like a gentle evening breeze.
