"Stop pretending to be clueless."
Nightmare took out a white card; anyone who understands alchemy would know its purpose. She placed the card into the wine glasses of Ethan and Lindong, and at the moment it touched the liquid, the card emitted a faint glow.
Nightmare finally revealed a smile.
It was the smile of a victor, even if she didn’t know what kind of mind game Ethan had played on Lindong, his tricks couldn’t escape the basic principles of alchemy.
Facts speak louder than words; she was indeed curious how Ethan would perform in the face of this ironclad evidence.
Nightmare remained silent, waiting for Ethan’s performance.
"I advise you not to meddle."
An unexpected turn occurred again.
The smile on Lindong’s face vanished completely, and the drunken blush previously on her face disappeared. Her cold gaze seemed to freeze Nightmare.
Then, she turned to Ethan, her tone softened again, mixed with a hint of guilt, "It’s a magic potion to strengthen your body. You’ve been pulling all-nighters because of the Mage Tower issues lately; you barely slept two hours this afternoon."
Though she had been with Ethan all along, she had catch-up naps leaning intermittently on Ethan’s shoulder, ensuring adequate sleep time every day.
Lindong was very concerned about Ethan’s health — even an iron man wouldn’t withstand consecutive sleepless nights.
As for why there was another sleepless night today...
Just as she had said before, she advised them not to meddle.
She once knew someone who liked to meddle and ended up being skewered by ice spikes, a death most tragic.
Lindong’s words were shocking enough to leave Nightmare savoring them for nearly a minute before finally snapping back to reality.
That was her best response.
The magic potion, was it actually administered by Lindong?
Nightmare heard a peculiar "doo loo loo loo" sound. Ethan took out a shell no bigger than a palm in front of her and put it to his ear.
The faint voice of Palansi emanated from within. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel-fire.ɴet
Her brain was a bit muddled, and after Ethan put down the strange shell, he directly addressed her by name, "Lady Nightmare, glad to meet you, please follow me."
Ethan put down his wine glass and walked towards the terrace outside the banquet hall. Lindong gave her a meaningful look and followed him.
The Nightmare Witch was still somewhat dazed, the swirling questions in her mind leaving her utterly baffled.
How could her innocent student give someone a magic potion?
But upon closer thought, Lindong was indeed good at alchemy.
The temperature on the terrace dropped suddenly, making it difficult for her to determine whether it was due to the weather or if Lindong was releasing cold air. As she went outside, she heard Lindong introducing Ethan to her.
"She is a member of the Elder Council and used to have contact with us. Members of the organization usually wear masks, so we didn’t recognize her at first."
Lindong’s tone was very bland, seemingly introducing a colleague barely familiar, having met only a few times.
Ethan nodded. When they reunited at Fireplace Bay, she was also wearing a strange swirling mask, showing only one red eye.
"Lady Nightmare, please explain your purpose."
After all, Night’s Descend is an Empire-recognized Evil God’s Followers organization, and its members have high bounty prices in various big countries. Their headquarters is located in the deep abyss; it’s a kingdom jointly established by Evil God’s Followers.
Palansi explained the situation of the deep abyss over the phone, indicating gently that not all Evil God’s Followers were stigmatized like Lindong and Miss Rowena. In the abyss, many residents are genuine believers of the Evil God and involved in Evil God rituals.
Nightmare glanced at Lindong, lacking confidence, "I’m here to bring Lindong and Rowena back to the abyss."
Upon hearing this, Lindong’s gaze grew sharper.
At this moment, the cold, murderous student Nightmare was familiar with returned.
Stab you stab you stab you stab you!
Lindong seemed to express such information with her gaze.