At dusk, Charlotte saw off every young lady. Though he and Anne were deeply in love, they did not display any intimacy in front of the others. In any case, they had plenty of time alone.
Charlotte did not go home. He walked several hundred steps along Champs-Élysées Avenue and came upon a shop fitted with Magic Alchemy Crystal Glass Windows. The shop had long since closed, but beneath the dim moonlight, Charlotte's reflection appeared clearly upon the crystal glass.
The reflection in the Magic Alchemy Crystal Glass Window suddenly grinned and made an inviting gesture.
Members of the Vangogh Clan who cultivated the Infinite Mirror World did indeed grow stronger with every Mirror Spirit they killed. But if they were slain by a Mirror Spirit, the spirit would replace them and assume their identity.
There was a legend in Byron that all members of the Vangogh Clan had been killed by Mirror Spirits while cultivating the Infinite Mirror World, and that the Vangogh Clan members active today were all "Spirits in the Mirror."
Charlotte did not know whether the legend was true, but one thing was certain: Mirror Spirits were extremely dangerous.
Well, Mirror Spirits also had considerable weaknesses.
Without hesitation, Charlotte stepped into the Magic Alchemy Crystal Glass Window. Before his eyes immediately appeared a brightly lit Champs-Élysées Avenue. The streets teemed with people, more than ten times the usual crowd, and every one of them wore a strange smile.
They spoke to one another, but their expressions and gestures made it seem as though they were not talking to the people beside them, but to someone who did not exist.
They pushed open the doors of every shop, yet they rarely emerged again. More often, entirely different people came out through those doors.
The entire mirrored Champs-Élysées