Smiling in Exasperation, Like a Clown

No matter where it was, no matter how tiny the change.

Lan Qingyou never missed a thing.

This was an Anti-Illusion Magic spell Lan Qingyou had developed over the past dozen or so hours.

Put simply, it turned her into a 360-degree emitter with no blind spots.

Then she used her Magic Power like a detector to thoroughly scan and identify everything around her.

And the results were clear.

Whether it was the fragments on the ground or Pandora and Catherine, who were discussing something behind her...

Everything had checked out as real. There wasn't the slightest trace of anything false.

Especially the Magic Power of the two women.

That wasn't something an illusion could imitate.

For a witch sensitive to Magic Power, this was something she absolutely couldn't—and wouldn't—mistake.

They really were Pandora and Catherine.

But developing this kind of magic wasn't the most interesting part.

The most interesting part was that, in her Personal Information, the spell was rated the same as Kesuya's Tentacle: (--).

Or, to put it another way, its level couldn't be determined.

But broadly speaking, only magic like this could truly break an illusion of that level.

Phew—

Lan Qingyou let out a long breath.

Only now did she finally relax.

She didn't know how she'd won, but that didn't matter.

What mattered was that she was alive.

She didn't know how these Tentacle Monsters had died, but that didn't matter either.

What mattered was that she was alive!

How should she describe how she felt now?

Like she'd narrowly escaped death?

That didn't seem quite dramatic enough...

Like she'd survived a disaster?

That didn't seem quite mild enough...

How should she put it...

Lan Qingyou tilted her head, her expression conflicted.

"She moved!"

Just then, Catherine's voice came from behind her again.

Now