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Sienna let out a deep sigh as she pulled the Demoneye of Fantasy free from her robes.
As she did this, the flow of time was distorted. Just like how the Demon King of Incarceration had dragged them out of reality into his dreamscape for a few short moments, Eugene and Sienna had also now been absorbed into the same dream thanks to the power of the Demoneye of Fantasy.
Within this gap of a few frozen moments in time, caught in the middle of a dream that was far removed from reality, Eugene tilted his head to the side as he glared at Sienna.
Eugene’s immediate reaction to this new situation was to question Sienna, “Are you insane?”
Although his tone was sharp and accusatory, Sienna was unable to defend herself and could only hunch her shoulders in meek shame.
“I did think that perhaps, just maybe, you might do something like this, but I didn’t think that you would actually go through with it,” Eugene said with a sigh of exasperation. “Are you planning on becoming a necromancer as well?”
Sienna stammered guiltily, “Th-that’s putting things a bit too harshly. Even though you know how much I hate black wizards—”
Eugene snorted and cut her off, “Oh really? Are you actually saying that when you were very passionate about studying black magic?”
“That’s!” Sienna yelped. “That’s because black magic is still just magic in the end. Also, Eugene, you should know full well that even black magic has many different types of magic. Do you really think that I would be crazy enough to try and learn necromancy?”
“So then, why did you do what you did!?” Eugene shouted angrily.
It wasn’t like there weren’t any precedents for Sienna’s crimes. Three hundred years ago, when the Demon King of Incarceration had returned Hamel’s soul that had been harvested after his death because of Belial’s curse, Sienna had sealed Hamel’s soul into a necklace despite her comrades’...
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