Morgana le Fay's knuckles whitened from how tightly she clenched her fists. "Especially the sacrifices I selected this time. Perhaps because of their age, they're so bold they're practically stupid—reckless, willing to try anything!"
"And that foolish recklessness..." A smug smile of total control crept onto her lips. "It just so happens to make them step by step into the net I wove, without even realizing it."
"Otherwise, how could my plan have gone so smoothly?" She suddenly turned to the mirror and stared at the bizarre figure within. "Just imagine it—Paris alone is enough to create them..."
"Aren't you curious? Just how much potential do Muggles possess?" Her lovely face twisted. "That is why enslaving them is the only way out!"
"Morgana, I am pleased that you have not been assimilated by the Muggles." Herpo nodded slightly. "That is what matters most!"
"Should I be pleased?" Morgana le Fay arched a brow, her sharp gaze stabbing toward Herpo. "Have all the magical materials I asked you to prepare been gathered?"
"No." Herpo answered bluntly. "Gregory is already working on it."
"No?" Morgana le Fay's voice rose. "Herpo, it seems the ones harboring wishful thinking and slacking off are you people!"
"Do you know of a Muggle theory called 'Murphy's Law'... Anything that can go wrong will eventually go wrong!"
"So I must eliminate every possible oversight! You personally promised that I would be leading this operation! I will not permit the slightest deviation!!"
Herpo's eyelids slowly lowered, leaving his eyes narrowed into slits like a venomous snake waiting to hunt. "Of course... I will urge them to see it through. There will absolutely be no mistakes."
"Morgana!" His tone abruptly shifted. He fixed Morgana with a stare, his voice carrying an unmistakable threat. "You had best remember your promise