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Chapter 111

Author: Delight J
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-09 23:52:34

PROFESSOR CELESTE

The village lay quiet beneath the mist, the kind of quiet that made people feel as though the air itself were holding its breath. Perfect. I smiled faintly, allowing my gaze to sweep across the cottages, the narrow cobblestone paths, the children playing in the distance. So much of this world thought themselves simple, ignorant, innocent. I would harvest their naivety like fruit, and it would taste all the sweeter for it.

I adjusted the folds of my cloak, letting it fall just so, so I looked every bit the harmless visitor, like a tourist, an outsider marveling at quaint village life. Beneath it, however, I was calculating, feeling for the pulse of their magic, the residue of power that clung to the land. The sacred staff was here, buried somewhere in this village. A relic long forgotten, yet one that could tilt the balance of the battle ahead. Lessie and Dante thought themselves clever, prepared, righteous.

My attention snapped forward when a shrill, determined voic
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