I also came to realize that maids had a skill that made them rather terrifying. I didn’t know if anyone knew about this skill, but Faeyna was using it naturally, so maybe she did. The skill she was using was Mana scrub. A maid couldn’t just clean up a physical place, they could also manipulate mana and spirit. As I looked around, I realized she had expunged the entire building of her presence. Rather than someone who had stayed here several days, but by the time she walked out of this place, she’d have no more presence than someone who had just walked down the street.

This kind of skill didn’t seem that useful on the surface, but it allowed someone to hide. Even a hunter wouldn’t be able to follow them. They’d be truly difficult to find.

“The only reason I was able to find her was because of the stuff left behind in Chalm.”

“What about the others?”

“Raissa’s presence was in the city, but she managed to leave. I don’t know where she went.”

“I see.”

Raissa was most skilled and hiding her presence. While Faeyna could clean up after her presence, Raissa could not let her presence be leaked in the first place. Those were two different styles from two different women.

“Siti, they didn’t take much of an interest in. She got sanctuary with the Traveler’s Guild. It pays to be a guild member. Even a Demon King doesn’t have the guts to piss off the Blue Mages.”

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I nodded as I recalled my own budding Blue Mage powers. White Mages could practically defy death, while Blue Mages were capable of controlling space. If they refuse to help, the Demon Lord Aberis would have a hard time keeping them in place. While the Travelling Guild wouldn’t specifically help a country at war, they still could rapidly move troops and supplies. A country that lost them would be at a military and economic disadvantage.

“And you didn’t rescue Eliana?”

“Was I supposed to?” Elaya asked. “She wasn’t in any danger, and it would give Master motivation. Plus, I didn’t expect Master to be gone so long.”

By the time Elaya would have realized something was wrong, it was already too late. She probably thought she could have returned at any time to handle the rest. Then, she ended up trapped in the Maid’s Lament.

The shield that was protecting those in the embassy broke down, and they stormed into the building. Breaking into the embassy was already an act of war against Aberis. No matter who was in this building, an embassy was supposed to be a safe haven for those from Aberis. Once it was stormed, it was like invading an enemy. It was no wonder that Aberis was about to go to war with the Ost Republic.

Faeyna pulled out a small vial from a drawer and then downed it just as soldiers broke into her room. I didn’t have to look hard to see what it was. It would trap someone’s soul in their body. It was a suicide potion.

I watched helplessly behind an invisible wall as Faeyna was grabbed. The bottle fell on the bed, and the soldiers didn’t pay it any mind. She didn’t put up any resistance as she was dragged out into the street. I followed, but I was stuck along the side, unable to get within five feet of their group. I was a ghost once again, only able to watch Faeyna’s fate. I had been waiting for Faeyna to pull out a knife or summon a spell, but no such thing occurred. How was Faeyna going to go?