Chapter 135:

Chapter 135:

Translator: MarcTempest

Proofreader: naturallyInconsistent

[*Flan]

[▷Hey, Flan!]

[▶What is it?]

The reply came sooner than expected.

Becky composed herself and sent a message back.

She didn’t know what to say now that the reply came so quickly.

[▷Nothing much, just wanted to let you know that Trixie and I arrived safely at the Witch’s Forest. Thanks for the pretty clothes, I’ll pick a lot of them.]

[▶Just choose the best ones for yourself.]

The exchange was enjoyable in its own way. Becky suddenly felt brave and asked something else.

[▷Do you like black or white, Flan?]

[▶Can’t you even choose one dress by yourself?]

She tried to ask indirectly, but she hit the nail on the head. She had nothing to say in return.

Just when she felt a bit hopeless, another message came.

[▶Go with white.]

[▷Oh, thank you!]

As Becky reflexively reached for the white dress on the hanger, she felt a warm and soft touch.

“Huh?”

Trixie had stretched her hand to the same hanger as her. Trixie’s eyes moved to the trivia in Becky’s other hand.

“...”

Becky hugged the trivia without a word. She decided not to show it to Trixie for now.

You didn’t show it either.

“Ha.”

Trixie snorted. Her expression seemed to say ‘how dare you’.

Of course, the dress became Trixie’s due to the difference in strength. But the real problem came after that.

Necklace, ring, earrings...

They overlapped.

They overlapped.

They overlapped again.

In every area, their hands overlapped every time. Some things became Trixie’s and some things became Becky’s.

“Why are you interfering? Just go with something cheap.”

“No way!”

Now there was only one thing left. Underwear.

[▷Hey, Flan. What about the underwear...]

Becky was engrossed in Trivia’s message, and Trixie was busy tapping Trivia as well.

Before long, there was no sound of speech, only the sound of fingers brushing the ground.

...The two girls were now more serious than ever.

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The ballroom at dusk.

The ballroom was hastily set up, but it was very splendid.

Thanks to Laura, the court mage who managed the palace garden, it was possible.

The instruments that moved by magic emitted soothing melodies, and the people enjoyed the ball in their own way.

The ballroom was covered with a thick purple barrier, completely separating the inside and the outside.

“Hey, can you hear me? Hey─!”

He shouted at the figure of a person outside the barrier, but the sound didn’t reach. It was a torture of hope.

‘Am I fine because of Flan’s magic...?’

There were a few more people who were still in good condition like Louis.

The fallen ones and the terrified ones were mixed up, and the inside was chaotic.

“Are we trapped here? What the hell is going on!”

“Let me out, let me out!”

Amid the discordant noise, there was a clear voice.

“Stop making a fuss.”

A voice without any agitation. Everyone’s heads naturally turned in that direction.

“...”

Flan.

He was still relaxed.

With his eyes closed, he was only focused on the melody of the instruments playing by magic.

He seemed to be in a different ballroom than anyone else.

Soon, he slowly opened his eyelids.

The fallen ones, the thick purple barrier, the full of dark magic energy, the frightened ones....

The scenery that was reflected in his red eyes was nothing but those things, but he quietly sipped his champagne.

And his short impression was.

“...Still better than Maiev, I guess.”

That was all he said.

“It’s very toxic. It has a sharp and exquisite taste.”

His words shocked everyone. A female student trembled and asked Flan.

She also had a champagne glass in her hand.

“Poison...? Just now. Did you say poison...?”

Flan nodded calmly.

“Don’t worry. You only ingested a deadly poison, that’s all.”

His words made the female student’s face even paler. In an instant, many people crowded around Flan.

They were the ones who drank the champagne.

“Poison? I already drank it, what do I do?” “Am I going to die? Is it a fatal poison?” “Tell me the way! What’s going to happen to us now?”

Flan loosened his grip on the glass.

The glass fell powerlessly and shattered loudly, scattering fragments. The sound silenced the room.

“First, you’ll see hallucinations. After a while, your body will slowly melt away. In the end, only your eyes will remain and roll on the floor.”

Flan’s mouth did not utter a single hopeful word, but no one dared to question him.

It was because his eyes were too serene.

“But you’re lucky.”

Flan did not command anyone, he just quietly raised his mana.

Everyone silently watched what he was doing. He did not hesitate at all, and soon they all stopped feeling nauseous.

As if this situation was also part of the festival plan.

“Fortunately, I was here.”

He said that and nothing more.