Magic Pact Sub

Knock.

Girls?

Tales frowned, feeling more and more memories returning to his mind, as if the fog over the sea were gradually clearing to reveal calm, transparent waters.

"Girls?" he asked in confusion.

But the unfamiliar figure seemed to have run out of patience.

"We don't have much time," the stranger hidden behind the strange curtain said softly.

"The First Threshold's critical point is only one step away from knocking. As long as they come to their senses and lower their heads slightly, they can still detect your presence."

Tales's heart stirred. He suddenly knew who the "Girls" were.

Why?

Everyone else, whether Giza or Ashida, changed color whenever they mentioned them and regarded them with deep fear.

But this person...

He actually called them...

"And you..."

The unfamiliar figure slowly raised his hand toward Tales, and a colorless ripple spread across his fingers.

A faint ringing sounded in Tales's ears, and a vague sense of threat welled up from nowhere!

Tales's features tightened, and he instinctively tried to stay alert and ready.

But he awkwardly discovered that, in this bizarre space, he couldn't even find where his arms were.

Yet the most astonishing thing happened next: a Silver Glow and a White Light appeared before his eyes at the same time, like startled little beasts.

They seemed to possess a will of their own. They blocked the space between Tales and the stranger, forming a barrier.

What?

The sudden change left Tales frozen on the spot.

"Is that so, Old Friend..." The stranger's voice carried a faint weariness and the weight of age.

Fortunately, the blurry stranger seemed to have no desire to investigate further. He lowered his fingers and silently watched the Silver Glow and White Light appear around Tales, then silently watched them fade away.

As if