Memoirs of a Wicked Magician - Chapter 64

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Chapter 64
In the moment Liriope was studying the cat’s eyes intently, strength suddenly drained from her hands.
The furry creature, as if it had been waiting for just this moment, swiftly hurled itself sideways, and its fangs finally tore into the throat of the fleeing lark.
The bird, its vital point pierced, cried out in anguish, flapped its wings a few times, and then fell silent.
The boy and girl who had been casting glances at Liriope from the start gasped at the sight.
“Ah, it’s over already! Tsk, wasn’t that a bit too easy? If I’d known you’d finish it so quickly, I would’ve prepared twice as much prey.”
The delicate boy with a mole at the corner of his mouth grumbled, and the girl in the white dress laughed in agreement.
“You’re right. Now that I see it, our junior is making progress too. It’s rewarding to see the results of the careful instruction I’ve provided as a senior.”
Clap, clap!
Then she clapped her hands twice to draw attention.
“Well, since it’s time, let’s end today’s lesson here. If anyone feels disappointed, let’s all soothe our hearts with anticipation for our next tea time.”
Space warped as if on cue.
The black cat that had been playing coyly on the girl’s lap leaped gracefully and landed on the floor.
In that instant, the black cat wearing a red ribbon around its neck transformed into a small girl with short black hair and pale blue eyes.
The scene before Liriope’s eyes shifted from a bright, beautiful greenhouse to a desolate, empty room.
The golden roses blooming abundantly everywhere, the pristine white tea table, and the sweet fragrance lingering in the air all vanished like a lie.
Only a large overturned fishbowl and an open birdcage remained scattered messily on the floor.
The corpses of the dead fish and the lark lay among them.
“Ugh, retch…!”
“My, it seems our junior needs to relearn tea party etiquette. I went through the trouble of serving snacks you like, and this is the state of it.”
The orange-haired girl who now appeared where the orange cat had been tearing into the bird began to vomit, nearly expelling her stomach contents.
The girl in the white dress furrowed her brow as if witnessing something she shouldn’t.
The vomit scattered on the floor contained what looked like the head of a goldfish, making one doubt their eyes.
A Domain Designer who shows considerable talent as a mage, it seems. That orange-haired one seemed to have actually believed she was a real cat and ate the prey, Ode’s thoughts came through disdainfully.
Ode made a sound of disgust.
Tsk, the methods of tormenting others are truly imaginative. My disciple, you really do seem to be dogged by misfortune, entangled in every conceivable annoyance. I have no idea what sort of lunatic has appeared this time.
The voice of Ode, which had carried excitement about leaving the Outer Estate just moments before, had now grown dull and lifeless.
“But who are you, exactly? No matter how I think about it, you seem like a face I’ve never seen before.”
At that moment, the girl in the white dress turned her attention to Liriope once more.
She rose from the clean chair that she had apparently brought from the warehouse, if not the magnificent tea table and chairs from the Mental World.
But Liriope had not been looking at her all this time.
Liriope’s gaze remained fixed on the girl crouched on the floor, retching.
Liriope moved forward under everyone’s stares.
“Ugh, cough…cough…”
Liriope stood directly before the girl who seemed unchanged even after a year had passed, studying her face, and opened her mouth.
“Milena.”
When the quiet, firm voice of a young girl with an unshakeable resolve rang through the warehouse, the girl who had been retching as if about to vomit her very stomach jolted.
“What are you doing here?”
The next moment, the orange-haired girl jerked her head up.
In her wide-open, sea-green eyes, disbelief shimmered as she stared at the expressionless face of Liriope.
“Lir…Liriope?”
Liriope regarded Milena, who cut as pathetic a figure now as she had in the Mental World in the form of a cat, with eyes devoid of warmth.
“Oh my, so you know our junior well?”
The girl in the white dress spoke to Liriope cordially, as if she had finally understood.
“Did you come looking for your friend out of concern? We only conducted a light hierarchy establishment, so there’s no need to worry.”
“Hierarchy establishment?”
Repeating the girl’s words as if echoing them, Liriope watched as the girl’s eyes curved prettily and smiled. Yet to Liriope’s eyes, her smile looked grotesque.
“Yes, hierarchy establishment. There are always those who think they’ve become something grand when someone beside them offers a little support, so they try to climb. Someone has to teach them that it’s all a grand delusion.”
And so, she continued, the kind seniors had imparted a stern lesson.
“More importantly, you haven’t answered my question yet.”
But in the next moment, the air surrounding the girl in the white dress turned sharp.
“I asked who you were several times.”
Her eyes, curved in a smile, had taken on a cold gleam as she fixed her gaze on Liriope.
“For some reason, those purple eyes remind me of someone so arrogant that it irritates me terribly……”
Flash!
As a Magic Circle materialized before her eyes, dozens of sharp lines like Light Needles were drawn across the air.
They shot forward in a flash, aiming directly at Liriope’s eyes.
Crash!
Yet the girl’s attack, without even grazing a single strand of Liriope’s hair, shattered like fragile glass and scattered in all directions.
The girl’s eyes flinched for a moment in the face of her failed attack.
But the moment the Mana from the attack caused Liriope’s Cloak to billow greatly, emanating a presence greater than her own body—
“Wait! You…that Cloak……”
The girl’s amber eyes widened as if discovering something unbelievable.
“Why are you wearing that?”
Her beautiful face was completely contorted for the first time since seeing Liriope.
“Answer me! Why do you have that Cloak?”
‘The Cloak?’
Liriope too furrowed her brow for a moment at the girl’s sudden remark.
But no further conversation could pass between them.
Hum!
“Stella, are you engaged in childish games again today?”
As a Space Transfer Magic Circle materialized on the floor, an unexpected guest appeared.
“Even beyond the Soundproof Barrier, I can hear the noise.”
To the other children, perhaps an unwelcome intruder. To Liriope, she was not.
The moment Liriope heard the girl’s voice pouring through before the Mana itself, her heart dropped. Then, slowly at first, it began racing as if in flight.
Meanwhile, the intensity of the white-dressed girl’s aura grew even sharper and more piercing.
“Caliona, did you come looking for a passing grade again? You really do seem to have nothing better to do.”
First came the sight of her long black hair, smooth as ebony, swaying gently as it followed the Mana’s ripple.
Then her cool, pale face that gleamed like pearls even in shadow, her lips red as blood, and her eyes like ripe grapes.
And finally, her black clothes and deep blue Cloak that deepened her cool presence further drew into Liriope’s vision, leaving her breathless.
“It’s true. I felt a familiar Mana, so I came to check……”
Then her purple eyes slid past the girl in the white dress and fixed themselves on the face of Liriope, standing beside Milena.
“And here you are—the person I was looking for.”
Sister.
It was sister.
Without a doubt, it was sister, seen for the first time in a year.

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