Episode 216.2

Episode 216.2

(EP-216.2) Wedding in the Forest #3

216 Wedding in the Witch Forest #3

I was soon made up to speed with the situation.

As expected.

As expected? Do you know what this is?

I do. I think this is the Witch Forest from three years ago.

Three years ago?

As I doubted how specific the number was, Lily looked around and then pointed to each person.

Reuben, Simeon, Levi, Judah, Dan, Naphtali, Gad, Asher.

Twelve in total.

They were gentlemen in white suits and red bow ties. They were like a handsome soccer team with black hair; some were grown long or cut short, tied back or left loose.

Theyre the twelve princes of the Tarantera Royal Family.

Ah.

And Jogebet, Raziel, Skadi-.

The Tarantera princesses?

Thats right. But one seems to be missing. Anise-nim, It seems like this is Anise-nims wedding venue. I had a vague suspicion, but.

By Anise-nim, you mean Aira-nims older sister, Anise?

Yes. Anise-nims wedding three years ago. That day is still clear. This blue mushroom you brought It went extinct after the wedding.

Seureuk-.

Lily took out the mushroom I had picked before.

I did find it odd to find this in the forest. This is probably an image space created based on memories from the wedding three years ago.

Anise Von Taranteras wedding.

I felt my vision going dark.

I didnt know much about Airas older sisters, but I had heard of Anise Von Taranteras name often.

Anise.

The fourth daughter of the Tarantera Royal Family, affectionately called the kind Anise.

She might have been slightly less striking in appearance than Aira due to her freckles, but she was loved by everyone for her kindness and friendly nature.

I heard that Anise was the one Aira followed the most. When it was said that her beloved sister was marrying a commoner, Aira even cried because she didnt want to be separated.

On the day of the wedding, the entire Tarantera Royal Family congratulated the fourth daughters marriage with one heart.

It must have been the happiest day for Aira.

This time, I put these on and entered the festival grounds.

Instantly, I felt the gaze of the people around me turning towards me. Their eyes were filled with suspicion, wondering what I was up to.

Were you waiting for a clown?

Although I knew they were just inhabitants of the imaginary world, created by Aira, receiving so much attention from so many people at once felt eerie.

A feast of numerous black eyes.

Then a black-bearded man with slicked-back hair tapped me on the back.

What, why are you so late? We couldnt proceed with the event because we were waiting for you!

Sorry. I got lost on the way here.

Alright. Everyones waiting, so head over there.

Great.

I managed to sneak in. My improvisation skills, honed in the palace, seemed to come naturally in this situation.

Seureuk, seureuk-.

I quickly changed into proper clothes in a dressing room-like area at the back of the event venue. It was a bonus to have my face covered with cosmetics and things that looked like event props.

My face still resembled that of a ghost, a blank canvas, which felt satisfying to draw on. Lets show off my camouflage cream skills.

Seureukseureuk-.

As I carefully drew on my face for a while.

Seureureuk-.

The entrance to the tent slightly lifted, and I saw someone poking their head toward me. Seeing the reflection in the mirror, I immediately stopped in surprise.

.

.

I locked eyes with a girl wearing a white dress and a flower crown on her head. Her black hair was dark like ebony, and her face and arms were soft and slender.

Her face still retained a childlike innocence with a soft and plump chest.

However, I knew very well that in about three years, this girl would become a beauty capable of stopping mens hearts.

Aira-nim.

You know me? Well, I know you too.

A 17-year-old Aira smiled bashfully.

Youre a clown, arent you? The most famous clown in Monarch City these days!

Ah.

Did she not recognize me?

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