Butterflies flew down from the sky one by one, landing on the many empty seats around the round table and transforming into beautiful young ladies in long dresses colored like butterfly wings. Wings also spread from their backs. After appearing in the light, some smiled and bowed to the god, while others shyly studied the four people.
Mr. Lehmann was instantly stunned, awkwardly smoothing his hair with his hand. Nun Perry and Miss Blanchett, meanwhile, behaved quite normally.
"Your wishes are nothing more than very simple matters to me. Since you risked your lives to come here and hold this feast, I am naturally willing to grant them."
Other than Shade, who had six petals beside him, the other three each had four petals. In other words, everyone had actually won.
"I need to confirm this one last time."
The god looked at Shade:
"You received the most petals. If you are willing, I can grant you one wish—any wish. Even if you desire power, I can give it to you. So, do you truly intend to give it up and yield the wish to these mortals?"
Miss Blanchett, Nun Perry, and Mr. Lehmann all looked at Shade nervously. Shade merely blinked once before already having his answer:
"Your wish would certainly be precious to me, but I have already made a promise—no matter who ends up with the most petals, I cannot be counted as the winner. Since I said so before, I naturally cannot go back on my word now."
Golden Miracle Ling Light blossomed around Nun Perry and Miss Blanchett. The Twelfth Order witch formally stepped into the Thirteenth Order, while Nun Perry's appearance instantly became at least ten years younger. A witch's staircase appeared behind her. Though it had only a single short step, it represented