Sakrael's words rang in their ears, echoing through the ruins. Yet they sounded like a bronze bell struck atop the city wall, each toll lingering and reverberating again and again.
Sensory Magister.
The Execution Knight's words were so shocking that it took Tales quite some time to recover from his astonishment and consider the horrifying implications behind them.
Sensory.
What kind of Threshold Name was this?
In the silent dungeon, Tales thought dazedly.
And she was also—the queen of the former Star Kingdom King, Edi II?
What was her connection to the Year of Blood?
That night had brought Tales far too many shocks.
Tales did not even have time to concern himself with the reactions of those around him. He could only sense everyone's emotions through the chaotic, hurried breathing beside him:
Little Barney was dazed, Belleti clenched his weapon tightly, Talding and Naki stared wide-eyed, Bri's heavy breathing and Cannon's low whimpers sounded one after another, Semir's eyes were fierce, while Kuaishang bit down hard on his left index finger, trying his best to make himself inconspicuous.
"No, you mean—you mean..."
Deputy Logistics Officer Sas Nai's trembling breath echoed through the dungeon.
Everyone stared incredulously at the emotionally unstable Sakrael, whose chest rose and fell.
"Impossible."
"When she entered the palace back then, we all saw Queen Fiosa. We all remembered what she looked like."
Punishment Officer Belleti's face was pale, as if he could not believe the past in his memories:
"Even when Prince Kessel splashed scalding red tea at her during the wedding banquet, she didn't..."
The Execution Knight snorted coldly.
"Really?"
"The question is, do you remember what she truly looked like, or what the Sensory Magister wanted you to see?"
Belleti's gaze froze slightly.
Sakrael coldly questioned him:
"Ask yourself: what did you see—the