The Scheming Tool

As they drove down streets overgrown with vines, the rich bustle of daily life and chattering noise drifted over from the scattered treehouses and village clusters in the distance.

Muriian rested her little face in her hands at the front of the carriage, lifted the curtain, and made a mysterious suggestion.

"We're about to reach Gloucester. You'd better change your appearance and not casually reveal that you're human."

"Why?"

Morgan's brows drew together slightly as she asked instinctively.

"Because they're rather enthusiastic about creatures like humans..."

After thinking for a moment, Muriian replied with a smile, a meaningful expression appearing on her face.

Humans were more popular?

Samael pondered this as his slit pupils glanced toward the fae settlement shrouded in clouds and mist, a faint glimmer flickering in his eyes.

Still, since it was a friendly suggestion from their host, Samael naturally accepted it.

Thus, the slacking expert skilled at running away, picking locks, and illusions finally had a rare chance to be useful.

With a casual wave of Melly's wand, dreamlike petals drifted down around everyone.

In the blink of an eye, Samael, Morgan, the Knock couple, and even the swaddled Barghest all changed appearance in the eyes of the three Winged Fae.

The three curious little girls circled them several times and examined them repeatedly, yet failed to spot the slightest flaw. They chattered in amazement.

"See? Your big sister is pretty dependable after all."

Melly patted her chest and smugly claimed credit from Samael.

"All right, I'll give you credit for this. Let's head into the city."

Samael gave a soft snort in reply, showing an unusually pleasant expression toward this troublemaking White-Haired Succubus.

With everything ready, the carriage rolled steadily into Gloucester under the escort of the three little fae, passing through without obstruction.

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