When I arrived at the villa in the countryside, Crispin was already waiting in the basement. Jillian was unconscious and tied to a chair.

"Fee, you can yell at her and give her a few hits; that should make you feel better..." Crispin seemed concerned about her health.

I gave him a reassuring look and then handed him the pot of soup. "Today's soup."

Crispin was touched that I remembered to bring it and quickly began drinking, fearing that if he delayed, I might be upset.

I watched him drink several mouthfuls before he soon collapsed on the ground. The potent effect of the soup was stronger than I expected;...