Inviting me to join Dream Mirror?
April First looked at Angel in surprise.
He felt both delighted and at a loss.
Why was he delighted? After becoming a magician, he had indeed considered whether to join an organization, because he did not want to be a lonely magician.
Moreover, he longed to join a mysterious, powerful organization.
He did not know whether Angel's organization was powerful, but it was certainly mysterious enough.
After all, Angel himself traversed Box Garden Dream and an unknown world. The organization he belonged to had to be even more extraordinary. If that was not mysterious, then what was?
So when Angel invited him, he naturally felt delighted.
Yet he also felt somewhat at a loss.
Angel was mysterious, and the organization behind him was mysterious as well. Such a peculiar organization attracted him, yet also made him uneasy.
It was like an ugly duckling attending the banquet of imperial swans. No one would notice the ugly duckling, but then an imperial swan high above them all suddenly walked over with graceful steps, smiled, and invited him to dance upon a stage watched by ten thousand people.
Alongside his joy, it left him at a loss:
"Why me?"
I was only an utterly ordinary ugly duckling. Why would they choose me?
On the other side, Angel had already sensed April First's complicated emotions through Extrasensory Perception. Hope and unease coexisted, layering over one another.
Such emotions often appeared in people who lacked confidence in themselves.
They yearned, yet worried.
What they worried about was not their prospects or future, but whether they were qualified.
The best response to someone with such a personality was—
"You are worthy."
Angel spoke slowly.
"I... am worthy?" April First felt as lost as the vast white fog outside, yet deep