Chapters

A Quiet Meal “Then I’ll just go ahead~” Wenger turned back to focus on cooking, leaving Vick to linger by […]

A Familiar Face “Lady Emissary…” The man fidgeted, standing awkwardly at the edge of the cornfield, scratching his head despite

An Ominous Premonition This wasn’t a good sign. A rising unease stirred in her heart. Wenger gazed out the window,

The Weight of Power A mosquito’s leg is still meat. Wenger didn’t think 1% was insignificant, especially with multiple units

Reflections on Time and Purpose Even in her slumber, Wenger could clearly sense her consciousness, though time passed too quickly.

A Fleeting Disappointment Vick wasn’t exactly disappointed. It just felt different from what he’d imagined, a slight surprise. As if

The banquet’s splendor exceeded Charis’s imagination. Red velvet tablecloths gleamed under silver candelabras, amber-hued beef steamed, exotic seafood shimmered, and

The atmosphere felt subtly charged as Ophelia reached out to help Charis with the herbs. Charis was speechless. Talos was

Charis crafted her impression of Ophelia, weighing her words carefully. Overpraising would sound like flattery, risking suspicion. Start with flaws,

Helping someone taller change clothes wasn’t easy—Charis had to stand on a stool. Ophelia’s outfit today was a blue-and-white dress,