" This candle?" Gabriel frowned slightly, his gaze hesitant. "Did I buy it last month? Or before the final exams? I can't remember clearly..."
"Can't remember?" Wizet's tone carried a note of thoughtfulness. "Do you remember what the candle was for?"
Gabriel pursed his lips and thought for a moment before gently shaking his head. "I forgot... It was probably just for lighting, right?"
"Do you remember a party game called 'Bloody Countess'?" Wizet pressed. "Did you ever play that game with your friends?"
"Bloody Countess?" Gabriel nodded, sounding fairly certain. "Yes, we did plan to use that game at a party to test everyone's courage..."
He suddenly stopped there, a trace of confusion flashing through his eyes. "Strange... I should have attended that party, but whether we actually played that game... I can't remember it at all!"
"Wait!" He rose from the sofa and headed toward his room. "I'll ask my classmates... Even if I can't remember, they definitely will!"
Watching Gabriel's retreating figure, Claire said with some emotion, "This is what El used to be like. He was always this cheerful before."
Gabriel returned to the living room with a palm-sized address book in hand.
He flipped through the address book while calling his classmates.
During this process, Wizet noticed something worth paying attention to: Gabriel did not explain the party game "Bloody Countess." He merely asked about the participants and the time.
Clearly, to Gabriel and the others, "Bloody Countess" was an utterly commonplace party game. Once its name was mentioned, they understood what the game involved.
Perhaps once a party reached a certain point, the game would even appear as a scheduled activity to liven up the atmosphere.
The Isaiah Society had taken advantage of this, targeting people like Gabriel and allowing Dark Magic creatures