Sif, who had remained silent, couldn't help but interrupt: "Sofia, are you letting me grow only so I can become your stepping stone in the end?"
She had held this question in for a long time.
Since her ascension to the throne, Teacher Wald and Roland had repeatedly instilled this notion in her—that Sofia needed to step on her to smoothly break through Tier Six.
As soon as the words left her mouth, Sif regretted it.
She didn't even know what answer she wanted. Was she truly considering making her a stepping stone, or treating her as air?
As Sif's face twisted in inner conflict, Sofia did not answer the question but softly asked:
"I heard you have a Magic Mirror. Can you summon it?"
Sif hung her head slightly, not daring to meet Sofia's gaze, and softly said, "I didn't bring it with me."
Sofia smiled teasingly: "If you had brought it, perhaps the number one spot on the world's list of women's allure would change hands."
