A couple of years ago, during the night of the Crimson Moon, the members of the Society of Knowers gathered around the stone table.
"Hmm… Starface is late."
Alec said as he checked the time on his gold-rimmed timepiece and noticed that she was more than thirty minutes late.
"She'll be here, but should we start with looking at the mirror? I am quite curious about the current situation over at Hermann City!"
Melia said with a smile.
"Sure—"
However, at that moment, they heard rushed footsteps coming from the direction of the street and saw a messy-haired woman with a star mask running over.
"Sorry for being late!"
Morgana said with an ashamed look, went up the stairs, and took her usual spot at one of the stone thrones.
"Hmm? There is something different about you…"
Melia said with a sharp gaze.
"Haha, I knew I couldn't fool your eyes. I visited an altar about an hour ago, and I officially became a level 6 Mystic!"
Morgana said excitedly.
