Most of the time, conversations between Leon and Freya—especially in the early mornings like this—always circled back to one thing: the game.
Outside of Immortal Legacy, there wasn't much they really talked about in depth. It was always about what's happening next, what to prepare for, or who had just made a move.
And Leon was fine with that.
As for the café and the building? He only gave them a glance-over. Everything was running smoothly. The renovations were progressing well, the staff were excellent, and Freya had kept it all functioning like a well-oiled machine. He couldn't ask for more.
"The sea journey is long, Leon," Freya said. "It's going to take time. A lot of it. You'll lose opportunities, miss events. If you fail to find Ivana, you'll have wasted that time."
Leon raised an eyebrow. "You're not… trying to talk me out of it, are you?"
Freya shook her head. "No. More like… I want you to understand what you're stepping into."
