Angel naturally had no objections to Hound Butler's choice.
Because he too wanted to know what Hound Butler's trial instance would look like. And whether its content would be related to "Forest Fairy Tales."
With those doubts in mind, Angel silently watched Hound Butler, waiting for his next move.
Although "Forest Fairy Tales" looked thin, it still contained many pages. And in order to remember every detail, Hound Butler read it very carefully.
A full dozen-odd minutes later, Hound Butler had finally read through most of "Forest Fairy Tales" and turned to the final page.
On the final page, the left side was still text, while the right side was an illustration.
But this time, the text was not a fairy tale. It was more like a prelude to the second volume of "Forest Fairy Tales," one that said, "To find out what happens next, listen next time"—
"All the little friends living in the Verdant Rainforest possessed unique and precious qualities. Though they occasionally encountered some situations that went off the rails, it did nothing to dim the shine of their innocent hearts."
"But for some unknown reason, these adorable little ones had provoked the witch in the high tower."
"At noon that day, the aged witch rode her crooked broom and flew above the Verdant Rainforest."
"Oh, look at the witch's upturned eyes. She was angry, she was furious—but whom she was furious with, no one knew."
"The enraged witch raised a wand made from an unknown bone and lightly pointed it at the living creatures below. Mysterious magical particles merged into the damp air and were inhaled into the nostrils of all beings below."
"Immediately afterward, the little friends who had inhaled the magical particles began spinning drunkenly where they stood, as though intoxicated."
"Wobbling crookedly, staggering