Neris is a monster of reason.
She hadn’t lost her composure for a long time, and it was rare for her to err in judgment due to being swept by emotions. If there was a single weakness, it was perhaps her vulnerability to pain.
Even that had been gradually improving since Ian’s appearance. Because the abolished torture resistance training had been resumed. Of course, the intelligence agents often wore crying faces.
It couldn’t be helped.
Neris was inwardly encouraged by the results of the torture resistance training. The pleasure of erasing what she believed to be her perfect self’s final weakness was bound to be greater for someone with strong self-esteem.
Moreover, the unexpectedly not-so-great pain of the torture resistance training also played a part.
The Empire’s history was long. Naturally, the same for the Intelligence Department, and the intensity of the training systematically established over hundreds of years had a truly exquisite aspect.
Not enough to…