Chapter 372: Entering The Unique Rift

Eris POV

She recognized Lily Violet right away. While most people might recognize the name, they might not know what the young Violet Scion looked like. However, in her case, she had seen Lily before during one of the social gatherings her parents brought her to. It was only about two years ago, but the girl looked very much the same.

She had obviously matured, but those violet eyes were a big hint. While there were plenty of other people in the world with purple eyes, House Violet was definitely one of the most famous.

Eris realized that this was a boon and stiffened her spine before deciding to go up and talk to her. She felt more confident knowing that she only had good intentions toward Lily. Her parents had drilled into her about the people from House Violet always knowing who was there to manipulate them and who were good people.

Thankfully, Lily was much more kind and welcoming than Eris could have expected, especially since Lily was aware that Eris recognized her. The Violet Scion had sent a psychic message to her, asking Eris not to say anything to her team about her.

Despite how much she wanted to share the information with her friends, she understood that it would be prudent to keep the secret to herself and not anger the powerful noble girl.

With that being said, it was nice to see that Lily Violet wasn’t that different from a regular girl their age. She didn’t put on any airs or really any bit of arrogance. She found herself having a surprisingly pleasant time just talking to the influential girl. Not something she would have imagined happening mere hours ago.

When she had seen Lily across the room at the event a couple of years ago, she felt like the other girl was unapproachable. Even though she was a noble herself, her family’s status was nowhere near House Violet when it came to power.

She always heard good things about House Violet, but rumors were just that… rumors. People always liked to say that this House or this Clan were good. But Eris found that this was rarely true for everyone.

As Lily was talking with some of her other friends, Eris took the time to inspect the other girl’s friends as well. The first person she took note of was the big muscular dude. He looked pretty scary sitting there all silent and menacing. At least that was what she initially believed until she heard him speak. Right away she knew that he was a big softy. She didn’t recognize who he was though.

He was definitely their group’s frontline, though. She couldn’t imagine any other role he might have filled.

She then spotted the other girl, who was busy speaking with Aya. She had really pretty, long, luscious hair and a perfect figure that was both slim and curvy in the right places. She also had this confidence about her that drew everyone’s eyes toward her. It made her distinctly aware of her own shortcomings as a woman.

Next to her was a tall handsome guy, she could have sworn he looked familiar but she couldn’t remember for the life of her. It was likely he was some kind of noble from a house affiliated with House Violet. He had that stereotypical noble look about him.

What she noticed, though, was the dangerous feeling she got from him. Despite his aura being politely restrained, she was able to sense that he was strong. She and the rest of her team were already bronze B-rankers, almost at A-rank, which said a lot about this guy. She was proud of her strength, too. She knew that she wasn’t good at a lot of things, but she knew she was a good fighter at the very least.

Just ask her team about her cooking skills. They would be the first ones to tell you how bad she was at cooking. The last time she had tried to cook while they were camping, everyone had to use a healing potion because she had poisoned them. They never let her forget that.

She frowned as she almost completely overlooked the last person in Lily Violet’s group. It was a boy who looked quite a bit younger than the rest of them. If not that she had personally seen them interacting with him, she would have believed he was someone totally separate from their group.

His aura indicated a newly advanced Tier 3, which made sense considering how young he looked—he might have been only around sixteen years old. However, she paused and noticed the chair he was sitting on.

It was a wonderfully created construct. She wasn’t the most talented when it came to mana manipulation. That honor went to Aya, their team’s primary mage and resident expert when it came to anything mana.

Although it was weird that Aya hadn’t taken notice of the construct yet, granted, she was distracted talking with the girl named Aubrey, but Eris half expected her to sense the construct right away.

It wasn’t how much mana was used in the construct that impressed her. It was the fact that she could see how soft the mana was. Unlike most people who created constructs, this young boy somehow created an intricate block of mana that provided a nice bit of cushion.

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Maybe he was more focused on a crafting path? It was hard to say.

However, the boy never spoke to her or her team during the entire time they interacted with them. That wasn’t that abnormal, though. He might just be shy.

She couldn’t think about it for much longer. She had to focus on the rift delve in front of her. It was going to be quite a challenge for her and while she knew that she shouldn’t be expecting to be the one to clear it, she had high hopes for herself. Compared to the rest of her team, her skill set allowed her to be much more independent.

She had all of the necessary skills to survive on her own. But the rest of her team all had some sort of weakness that was usually covered when they worked together.

For example, Koenn would likely find it difficult to do well during this event. He had a highly specific tank role that would let him take damage and fight against powerful enemies, but would limit how well he might do if there were a large number of monsters.

Frink would do decency well. He was a standard swordsman, but he lacked perception-based skills to help him detect traps or ambushes.

Cole would likely have the most difficult time out of all of them. He was very good at supporting the team, but lacked powerful offensive tools when he was on his own.