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Audience

Chapter Text

"Captain!"

Bedrich exclaimed before giving the incoming man a salute.

Craider acknowledged with a nod before gazing around the scene.

It was strangely clean, there were only two bodies lying in an open hall.

Next to the two bodies stood a table with a stack of documents neatly placed on top.

Craider hummed lightly.

"Have you done the divination yet?"

Bedrich quickly shook his head.

"No sir, as per your orders, we have merely prepared the entire ritual that will be activated upon your request."

Craider nodded.

"Have you gone further inside?"

Bedrich looked around the hall before answering.

"No sir. We simply entered and prepared the ritual, we have yet even touch the bodies."

Hearing this, Craider took a step closer.

"Well done, you may begin."

He walked over to the ritualistic circle around the two bodies.

He watched as the two other Beyonders began chanting and infusing their spirituality.

A pitch black clouds rose from the middle of the circle.

"We have used the divination statement: All participants of the incident this afternoon."

Craider nodded once again as his attention was now focused purely on the black cloud before him.

The void-like, concentrated fog spun and churned.

Slowly, a very steady and smooth scene appeared on the cloud's surface.

They saw a room, it seemed like a study room.

They saw two women, whose faces were completely blurred.

One was slightly shorter, but no greater detail could be seen.

She was crouched down before a man lying back against the desk.

The man's face was a tearful mess with snot and saliva staining the lower half of his face.

The shorter woman, who was crouching, slowly lifted the beautiful silver blade with a golden handle and inlaid rubies.

She then stabbed it straight into the Count's left chest, without hesitation.

The crouched woman was smiling without any other details showing.

Her hands slowly moved as she stood up and tore apart some ancient-looking scroll.

The scene shifted slightly as it showed the slightly taller woman's expression.

The expression was clear but no facial features could be grasped by the Fertility Order.

It was as if the moment they comprehended the way her face looked, it was erased from their memory.

The woman wore a very happy smile, with gentle tears of relief flowing down her cheek.

The taller woman elegantly held up an ancient-looking scroll before tearing it.

The scene then flashed as they saw two different women figures rushing into a stone corridor from behind a corner.

All they could discover about their appearance was that one had dashing golden hair and the other had pitch black hair tied in a high ponytail.

They ran across the hall with five big cages on each side.

The blond haired girl took her time to precisely destroy every lock.

The one with black hair opened each and every door, sending the people inside away or healing any injuries.

Soon enough, the scene shifted and they saw the girl with blond hair gently pinching an ancient-looking scroll between her fingers.

The scroll soon corroded and fell to the floor in dust particles.

The woman with black hair could be seen straightening herself up, before also ripping a different ancient-looking scroll.

The two women then looked behind them.

After shifting, the scene depicted three similarly blurry people, all tearing an ancient scroll at the same time.

The black cloud flickered as the Fertility Order's Beyonders saw a different scene.

Next scene was dark and complex.

They saw many people fighting multiple times.

Each battle was effortlessly won by a trio of men.

After a bit of a chaotic scenes with no order or information to be found from them, the scene shifted.

They could see a man with long brown hair.

His facial features were indescribable and blurred by a black shadow.

A maniac smile spread across his face as he stabbed his opponent with a fiery spear.

Soon enough, the scene moved as the way an ancient scroll burned came to view.

The scene whipped to the side.

They saw nothing but a hand.

The hand moved with precision as it threw up a particular Beyonder characteristic.

With a slight whip, it tore up an ancient scroll before leisurely catching the falling Beyonder characteristic.

The scene zoomed out slightly.

They saw a man with short black hair holding a Beyonder characteristic, his features indistinguishable.

The scene moved to the side and they saw another pair of hands.

They were rough and bloodied but they held a white handkerchief.

Calmly, the hands wiped away any lingering blood, before taking out an ancient-looking scroll and tearing it.

The vision again moved back as they saw a face with disheveled hair and tidy beard.

The scene flickered black before seeing an outside look.

They saw the Count's mansion.

In the foreground of the scene stood a woman.

She had her back towards the Fertility Order's Beyonders.

Her hair was short but clearly straight. With a dark red tint.

She took a light step towards the mansion before tearing an ancient-looking scroll.

The scene jumped again.

They saw a study filled with papers.

A tall man was rushing at a strange being.

The onlookers couldn't discern anything about the figure.

Before they could take a closer look, the man's head was sliced off in a frighteningly clean way.

The scene gently dispersed and another scene formed.

The completely mysterious figure stood on top of an elevated platform.

Behind it was a table with two dead bodies.

The figure stared beneath it and onto the group.

They could discern a total of eleven people except the figure.

Each one was a person they have seen before and they all did the same movement at the same time.

They placed their right hand before their left chest and their left hand onto their back.

All of them then bowed in this posture, except two.

The scene then dispersed with the mysterious figure tearing apart a slightly larger ancient scroll.

The Fertility Order's Beyonders watched this in a daze.

Bedrich was about to say something, but the captain, Craider, lifted his arm to stop him.

The cloud has yet to disappear.

After a few moments, they watched as the papers, that until now lied on a table, slowly lifted.

They moved by themselves and landed in the middle of the ritualistic circle.

The black cloud boiled and a new scene appeared.

They once again saw a study, but this time, there were no documents.

Their vision moved as they shifted towards a desk.

The shadowy and mysterious figure sat there with a pen in hand.

The figure slowly lifted its head.

It looked straight at them.

It looked beyond the cloud and stared right at the Fertility Order's Beyonders.

Everyone flinched, but noone dared to look away.

The indistinguishable figure gave them a smile.

The shadowy being then spoke.

"I hope you enjoyed the show, although it wasn't something for you to see."

This sentence send shivers down everyone's spine.

Slowly, the figure stood up.

Both its voice and its height were strange, shifting.

This silhouette could refer to anyone.

"I do have to apologize, maybe I should've sent a notice for you officials, but you have to understand. Your way of enforcing justice doesn't fit our views."

The figure walked through the room and stopped before a dead body with separated head.

"Do not worry, we do not wish to cause harm, each and every person who has lost their life today deserved it."

The figure's eyes, or the place where the eyes would be, shone with bright Violet light.

"You should check the secret pathway in the basement, you'll find something interesting."

Slowly, the scene began fading.

The figure's glowing eyes went back to normal as it gave the Fertility Order one last look.

"Oh, and... Be careful of the attic."

With a smile, the scene, as well as the black cloud, dissipated.

...

Inside an empty warehouse, twelve people stood.

After some well deserved introductions and everyone's reward, it was almost time for them to disperse.

Just then, Dager slowly walked up to Juny.

"Juny?"

Seeing her look up from her book, Dager continued.

"Although I'm not against it, why did you make us do that last bow?"

Juny's eyebrows rose slightly as she put the book aside.

The warehouse was now quiet, everyone was interested in their conversation.

"Dager, first of all, I never told you to do that specific salute or bow. I just told you to curtsy in any way you wished."

Dager and Ellone nodded.

She did indeed tell them that, but the siblings used this to come up with a specific salute for their organization.

Juny paused for a few seconds.

She slowly scanned everyone inside of the warehouse.

She lightly chuckled as if she just imagined something funny.

"And secondly, I did it for the audience, of course."

Everyone's facial expressions shifted.

They all changed in a different way, but they all spelled out confusion.

Juny placed her hand before her mouth.

She was trying hard to cover her smile.

Ellone finally couldn't take it.

"What audience?"

Juny gave her a pleased smile and answered.

"Whoever will come to divine what happened of course! Do you know how much work those Spell Scrolls you tore-up were? It took me hours to make just those eleven! It was horrible! Haha."

Juny finally let out a short laugh.

Airina stepped forward.

"Juny, what do you mean? Weren't those just ordinary Anti-Divination Spell Scrolls?"

Airina watched Juny's lips move even higher upon hearing that question.

"You were the ones so interested in having a legitimate secret organization, and this was our very first public appearance. There's no way I wouldn't put up a show as the Scoutmaster of the Abyssal Troop."

Everyone stared at Juny blankly.

Juny didn't care, she just lightly sipped on her water.

'That last talk to the audience took so many tries! But I'm satisfied. Although I can't be completely sure how the full thing will turn out.'

'Sigh~ How I wish I was a Demigod, this would've been much easier.'

She looked back up.

Seeing everyone's uneasy looks, Juny gave a loud sigh.

"Who do you take me for? They won't be able to tell your height, voice or fighting style. Even figuring out your Pathways and Sequences will be extremely hard if not impossible. At most, they know your hair-color."

'Don't think of me as just anyone! You're talking to a master editor and the biggest nerd around!'

Hearing this, completely everyone flinched.

"You can do that?"

"That's possible?"

"That doesn't sound right..."

"Can you really manipulate the divination to that extent?"

"How interesting."

They all spoke over each other.

The new three members were especially loud and confused.

Juny exhaled and placed the glass down and stood up.

"You all underestimate me a bit too much. I'm not just any child."

She spoke in half-joking, half-serious voice.

Everyone fell silent at those words.

Juny ignored their judging looks and took a glance at Dager.

"What to do with them?"

She nodded towards the new three. One girl and two boys.

They've already introduced themselves.

The girl's name was Jenica.

Jenica was 25 years old and around 165 centimeters.

She had long and slightly wavy ginger hair.

Her eyes were light-brown in color with very long eyelashes.

Her front hair was tied to the back of her head with a white ribbon.

Jenica was an Archeologist, a Sequence 8 from the Paragon Pathway.

Her pathway was not-at-all skilled in combat, so when she tried to stop a couple of criminals from kidnapping children, she was taken along with them.

She wished to join the organization which rescued her, her reasoning was quite simple.

The first man was Gen, he was a Sequence 9 Apothecary.

Gen was 23 years old with a strong build.

He stood at a height of 195 centimeters and had a lot of muscle.

His hair was dark-brown with a few light-brown highlights and bluish-gray eyes.

The hair was layered, he seemed quite proud of his very handsome looks.

It has to be said that he has zero knowledge when it comes to mysticism.

Gen drunk the Apothecary potion without any knowledge, so he also jumped at the opportunity to learn more.

The last one was Lancer.

He was an 18 year old boy with overall average looks.

He had short brown hair with brown eyes and was around 175 centimeters tall.

He was found by the kidnappers inside a bar after getting drunk.

It wasn't hard for them to overpower him as he was only a Sequence 9 Mystery Pryer.

He drank the potion as a young teenager.

He was never properly thought much about mysticism.

And after his 'mentor' got locked up for being a Beyonder, he started avoiding mysticism by his own will.

But now, he finally found a safe way to learn about mysticism, so he also wished to join.

Juny looked at the three and then back at Dager.

She then looked at Ellone and lightly squinted.

"Actually..."

Ellone began and Dager finished.

"We already gave them titles."

Juny's face contorted and the siblings stiffened.

"You did what?"

Dager flinched away and moved his gaze away.

"You gave them titles? And then?"

Hearing her question, Dager looked back.

"Don't look at me like that. What then? What after you gave them titles?"

"Gave them titles without my knowledge, I must add. But I'm already used to that."

Dager and Ellone locked eyes.

They then turned to Airina and Shake before stopping at Degster.

They thought up and gave away the titles together.

Obviously, none of them understood the 'then?' Juny was referring to.

"Then nothing?"

Ellone finally spoke.

They all heard Juny huff.

"Nothing? So you just planned to let them join and nothing?"

Her words were slow but her tone sharp.

"Let me guess, you planned on giving them a book which you borrowed from me, correct?"

Dager looked towards the ceiling.

"Probably?"

"Ha!"

Hearing Juny scoffed, Dager looked back down and jumped.

Juny's face was contorted.

"If you want to recruit, take responsibility!"

Before Dager could react, Juny smacked him on the head.

"Giving them a book? What if they have questions?! Huh? Don't try to lie and say you would answer them! Don't forget I was the one that thought you!"

Ellone lightly lifted her hand.

Juny gave her a glare.

"Did you forget what happened with Tarkel? Don't test me Ellone."

Ellone slowly put her hand back down.

This time Airina stepped forward.

Juny whipped her head in Airina's direction.

"Have you finished reading the book about Intermediate Mysticism?"

"No but-"

"I gave that to you a whole month ago, you're not responsible enough to teach anyone anything!"

Airina slowly moved back, feeling depressed.

Seeing this Shake was hesitant.

Before he managed to even do anything, Juny gave him a look.

"Don't you dare."

Shake immediately froze as Juny continued.

"You're so dull that even wood would make for a better student."

For some unknown reason, Shake felt his heart stinking.

When we met, you acted like a smart and productive person who doesn't need a teacher, but you're so awful at learning that teaching a log would bring better results."

"Seeing how bad you are as a student, I don't even want to know how terrible of a teacher you would be."

Shake slowly turned his body away of the surrounding people.

Juny looked around at the 'geniuses' around her.

"Well?"

Seeing everyone avoiding her eyes she scoffed.

"So you would either let them be dumb or throw them over to me."

Seeing Dager's expression turn shameful, Juny shook her head in disbelief.

"You are unbelievable, you know that?"

She then finally looked towards the innocent trio.

After observing for a while, Juny sighed.

"These guys are not as stupid as I make them seem... I hope."

She then pondered for a moment.

"Well whatever, I am the Scoutmaster so I might as well do it."

Hearing this unexpected sentence, all the previously depressed people quickly looked in her direction.

"What? No matter how much of a hassle it is, I always teach you, no?"

Juny saw their exasperated eyes fall into thought before filling with realization.

Juny looked towards Degster and Natia.

"You should join too, I didn't have the time to pay proper attention to your education."

Degster was silent for a brief moment before nodding.

Seeing that he was finished, Juny looked away.

"Okay, let's meet here, discuss the time amongst yourselves and then inform me, I'll bring Tarkel too."

Upon saying that, Juny pulled out and tore a scroll.

"Oh, and get some rest before then, I don't want to teach zombies."

Her figure soon disappeared.

Dager looked around.

"She means that you should take care of yourselves."

"She doesn't say that out loud because she's a kid and doesn't want to sound like your mom."

Jenica looked at him and then at Degster and Natia.

Not too long ago, she felt that all these powerhouses couldn't possibly work under a child. But seeing what just happened, she couldn't help but accept it.

She heard a heartfelt laughter.

The three looked to the side and saw an older man, with short black hair, laughing.

"You're taking it much better than I thought. When I joined, Juny was just a nine year old flawlessly commanding two teenagers!"

Shake showed his welcome for the new members in his unique way.

"Anyway, I gotta go now. Nice meeting ya. I'm sure we'll get to work together again."

Giving the three a supportive grin, he tore a Spell Scroll before disappearing.

Dager watched this before asking an important question.

"You three have a place to stay at, right?"

The three looked his way.

Two nodded, one didn't.

Dager looked at Lancer.

"Well, you can't stay with us... wait, Mariel, where do you stay?"

Hearing this Mariel cocked her head.

"In the free room inside your house? Although I do leave early every morning."

Ellone frowned.

"There is no free room there."

Mariel showed a confused look.

"What do you mean? Of course it is. Juny gave it to me. The one with a small study?"

Dager's eyes widened.

"That's Juny's room though?"

The warehouse was silent for a long time.

"Wow, took you a while to realize."

Everyone looked to the side.

There, on a windowsill, sat a short-furred black cat.

The new three were shocked and confused, while the rest was calm.

"Darmine, what do you mean by that?"

Darmine opened her mouth and voiced a short meow.

It sounded very much like a scoff.

"Juny doesn't usually sleep these days, and when she does, it's maximum of three hours during the afternoon. She was basically living in that Pocket Dimension of hers."

"She didn't hide it either, you're all just so dense you never realized."

Darmine flicked her whiskers before lowering her body to lie down.

"Why would she do that?"

Darmine froze and her eyes looked up.

"I asked her, she said you needed to be over-prepared."

This time it was Despgster who spoke up.

"Why do we need that?"

Darmine's eyes slightly narrowed.

"I'm just going to give you a direct quote."

"This is a large scale mission, nothing like last time, I wouldn't be able to help others if something were to go wrong, so I'll over-prepare instead. Sure, I might lose some sleep, but it's better than regretting it after someone dies."

The warehouse fell into another silence.

After a moment, Dager spoke.

"Where did Juny said she was going?"

Airina answered immediately.

"She said she would go read through the documents. She's probably in her Pocket Dimension."

Dager hummed and took out his own Spell Scroll.

"Okay, see ya!"

He immediately burned the Spell Scroll before disappearing.

Elloen continued to observe the place he previously stood at.

She then heard the usually quiet Gen ask.

"Why does he seem so angry?"

Ellone as well as the rest looked at him.

Not bothered by their eyes, Gen continued.

"She looked quite alright to me, I think she has her own health under control."

He then looked at Airina and madam Mailey.

"Aren't those throughout 'preparations' the reason why it all went so flawlessly anyway?"

Ellone felt strange.

Before she could speak, she heard Jenica question Gen instead.

"Why do you sound so sure? You just met her."

Gen nodded.

"That's why I can make such judgment. I have no relationship with her, so instead of feeling bad, I say it as I see it."

Jenica was silent for a second before nodding.

"It makes sense, but I can also understand why they might feel angry, don't you?"

Gen was silent for a while before shaking his head.

"Unfortunately, no. But that might be my own problem."

Lancer watched this exchange with a strange expression.

Before he could inquire about their thoughts, everyone turned to the side.

A short girl appeared there at some point.

"I forgot. Do you three have a place to stay? You were abducted for a while, so I'd just thought i'd ask."

"If not, then as Beyonders, you probably shouldn't go to the church... hm."

"I'll give you money for a temporary hotel while we look for a longterm residence."

Juny then turned to Mariel.

"Same with you, you can't stay at our place forever. I'm sure you had a home before, so you must know how to find a suitable house or apartment."

After finishing her speech she looked at the new three.

She waited for a while before seeing the 18 year old slowly lift his hand.

Juny nodded and didn't pose any questions.

She took out her wallet and handed the man 200 risot in notes.

"This should last you a while. Did you think of a suitable time yet?"

This time, she addressed the three with Degster and Natia.

The five of them shared looks.

Seeing that noone mentioned anything, Degster spoke up.

"The morning and afternoon is the best for me, the night is too busy."

Lancer followed suit.

"Anytime in the day works for me."

Gen thought for a short while.

"Morning is the best for my side."

Jenica nodded.

"Yes, morning."

Juny gave them an acknowledging smile.

"Sure, 8 am it is. I'll see you tomorrow."

Juny then looked around.

'Shake and Dager already left? I guess that's not too strange. Yawn~ I'm so dying right now. Not really, but I'm really tired.'

Juny pondered for a moment before awkwardly looking back to the three.

"What- ugh... What titles did they give you?"

Juny's groan mid-sentence made Lancer a little uneasy, but seeing Ellone give him a knowing smile, he pushed the feeling aside.

Gen was the fastest to respond.

"I'm the Den Chief."

Lancer followed.

"I'm the Historian."

Seeing Juny nod, Jenica spoke.

"I'm a Patrol Leader with a supporting role. The Troop Aide."

Juny was silent for a second, as if contemplating something, but she soon nodded.

"Okay, You've all been accounted for."

She then turned around and bid farewell to the rest before disappearing once again.

...

Gen slightly lifted and moved his pen.

Although his hand never stopped moving, he truthfully couldn't understand what he was writing.

Finally, he finished and read through his notes.

With a slight frown, he gently raised his left hand.

"Yes, Gen?"

Juny, who immediately stopped her speech, took a step closer.

Gen looked at the short girl before speaking.

"Mi- Ehm! Juny, I'm not quite sure I understood the Numerology in the Ritualistic Magic..."

"Is that so?"

Juny stopped by him and took a glance at his writings.

The handwriting was crude to say the least, but Juny had great experience with deciphering this sort of stuff.

Juny's eyes skimmed through it as she quickly organized her words.

"You are taking it too literally. It is not a real concept but a notion of the Moses Ascetic Order."

Gen looked up at her, his expression still unclear.

Juny nodded and reexplained herself.

"Numerology is just that. A belief that all objects are numeric. The numbers, as you've noted down, range from 0 to 3. Every number contains spirituality and especially in ritualistic magic, it signifies something particular."

She pointed to the first line in Gen's notebook.

"0 doesn't simply represent Chaos, but also the universe before it was born."

"The number 1 also doesn't simply represent the beginning, but also the Creator and..."

Gen listened to the detailed explanation with a straight face.

He knew this was not necessarily important information, but he simply wanted to understand it.

After a sequence of minutes, Juny moved away from Gen.

"Is that clearer?"

Gen, who has already corrected his notes, nodded.

"Yes."

Juny hummed and first returned to her previous place, before resuming from where she left off.

Her throat was slightly sore from all the speaking, but she didn't complain.

With a deep breath, she concluded today's lessons.

Juny watched the six 'students' stand up and bid her farewell.

'Hmm, Gen is a good student and he's obviously interested, but he's too curious. He often asks questions he shouldn't need to know the answer to just yet...'

'Lancer is obviously diligent and tries his best to understand, but he's not one to ask for help... He's hard to teach.'

'As a Sequence 8, Jenica already had some basic understanding, but... It's tough... most of her knowledge is random or the order is messed up... She knows how to perform some Ritualistic Magic without understanding what Ritualistic Magic even is.'

'Adding and solidifying preexisting knowledge is many times more complicated than teaching from the beginning. Especially because much of her knowledge is wrong...'

'... It's sad to admit, but Tarkel is the best at learning and remembering the new information. I can only guess that it's because he's at the right age. He's also not too old to be rebellious or fidgety.'

'Degster and Natia are slightly advanced in their knowledge, but now that I'm going over it again... They skipped a lot, didn't they?'

'I feel like Degster took one look at the books I gave him and threw them out the window... and Natia- no I think she's just bad at learning in general. It's not necessarily cause she's lazy, she just can't remember subjects well...'

Juny heaved a sigh before gently shaking her head.

Being a teacher for so many people at once is so hard.

It was Monday.

She has just finished her class and it was already lunchtime.

Juny was not really hungry, but she knew she needed to eat before going out.

She was going to take a look at the Brothel before going back to attend the gathering.

Juny pulled out a Spell Scroll and tore it.

She soon appeared in an alley near the Florald Street.

After making sure her sudden appearance wasn't witnessed by a bystander, she walked out.

After a light scanning of the street, Juny finally found the right building.

It was one with a dark brown color.

The sign was in bright red letters with a rose symbol.

'Rosy Red Brothel'

Juny's expression contorted at the name, but she ripped the Isolation Enchantment nonetheless.

Soon, she stealthily entered.

The place was very much, and understandably, empty.

It was only little before afternoon, not to mention Monday, there weren't many people who would enter under these conditions.

Juny moved closer to the group of women in a corner.

She listened, but there was nothing to note, after all, they were simply having senseless chatter.

Juny walked around, scanning the different rooms.

Strangely enough, she couldn't seem to find Lamei.

This was not overly-surprising.

It was too early to indulge in sexual activity, and a man surely must have some work that needs to be done.

It didn't take long for Juny to find the way leading underground.

'There is always a path underground... it's not even surprising.'

Juny gently ripped a Spell Scroll.

After making sure there was no strange reaction, Juny silently moved inside.

It was quite dark, but not completely lightless.

'Doesn't look like a place holding slaves... a storage of sorts? Or maybe a grouping area?'

Juny's eyes wandered around.

She's been walking for a multitude of minutes.

Just as she was getting overly-bored, Juny finally reached the exit.

She was about to step out, when her instincts stopped her.

Juny felt slight tingling in her fingertips.

'Something's wrong with this doorway...'

She activated her Material Vision, but all she managed to notice was a slight disturbance in the surrounding spirituality.

This was strange, but it wasn't too unusual.

Since many Beyonders passed through this place, it was only natural that a disturbance would occur.

Juny's eyebrows furrowed gently, but her hand moved.

Having prepared the teleportation Spell Scroll and the divination interface Spell Scroll, Juny took a step forward.

As soon as her foot passed to the other side, her vision blurred.

A loud, inconsistent rambling and ravings filled her ears.

Juny's mind was filled with panic and extreme chaos.

If not for her preparation, Juny might have actually lost control.

With the sheer guidance of her instincts. Juny ripped the two Spell Scrolls at the same time.

Her vision immediately cleared as she found herself inside of her room.

Juny's knees shook slightly.

Staggering backwards, Juny leaned against a wall.

Her breathing was deep and haggard.

'F*ck... What the hell was that?!'

Juny's ears were still filled with buzzing and echoes.

She slowly processed what just happened.

'That was some kind of barrier?'

Juny swallowed back her discomfort as she looked at her right foot.

Even though it passed through the doorway, nothing seemed wrong with it.

Juny breather a sigh of relief.

But she didn't relax, she quickly entered the Dimensional Space.

After pacing around for a while, the Dimensional Space showed no strange reactions.

"Either I'm fine or it's way too serious. And in that case, I might as well write my will."

Juny muttered under her breath before sitting by the desk.

'That was overly dangerous... I probably should've been more careful. Hm, at least I took out the Spell Scrolls.'

After getting rid of the unease, Juny snorted.

She felt a sense of extreme humor mixed in her current situation.

Juny knew that she always did harsh and unreasonable things.

In a way, it would make her seem like a crazy woman or a maniac.

Her lips formed a smirk.

"Ha~ It's like I'm acting out a dramatic play without an audience."