"You!" Morgan le Fay sounded as if someone had seized her by the throat, her wild laughter cutting off abruptly.
Vizet's words were like an incomparably sharp dagger, striking with precision at the deepest fear and pain in her heart.
She had no choice but to admit that the plan she had once regarded as "perfect" had collapsed step by step in exactly this way.
Even though she very much wanted to tell herself with certainty that this final contingency had no possibility of failure, that "Murphy's Law" she had learned of from the Muggle World was like a cold, venomous snake coiling around her heart, leaving her uneasy all along.
It made her unable to stop thinking of one possibility: What if... the emergency plan failed too?
"You don't understand at all!" The intense pain kept surging over her like a tide, instead temporarily suppressing the doubts in Morgan le Fay's heart and making her recall her original intention—
She had clearly meant to spread the fear of destruction to the entire Paris Region through her words, so how had Vizet led her by the nose again, even shaking her own convictions instead?
The thought filled her with both shock and fury, and she could not help screaming hoarsely, as if she wanted to tear apart the unease in her heart with her voice. "You don't understand at all! The Master is omniscient and omnipotent!"
"Weren't you still able to Apparate just now? What about now? You can't Apparate. No matter what counter-curse you use, you still can't Apparate! This is ironclad proof!"
As soon as Morgan le Fay finished speaking, Vizet could clearly hear worried murmurs rising behind him.
Clearly, this was exactly the effect Morgan le Fay wanted. She wanted to spread her voice and shake people's