The singing on the Star Ring stage continued. Astra Yao sang while interacting with the audience, and laughter and cheers rose one after another.
Wise and Belle watched the performance. Griseo sat on the sofa, playing with her phone, her fingers slowly sliding across the screen as if replying to a message.
The next second, Griseo stopped moving her phone and looked toward a certain direction—like a small animal that had suddenly pricked up its ears.
"Griseo? What's wrong?" Belle happened to catch Griseo's movement from the corner of her eye and asked.
The stage lights flickered in Griseo's violet eyes. She turned off her phone, stood up from the sofa, and said, "Sister Belle... I'm going to use the restroom."
"The restroom?" Belle froze for a moment, then asked, "Do you want me to come with you?"
"No need, Sister Belle. You know I'm very familiar with the Star Ring. I'll be back soon." As she spoke, Griseo walked toward the door.
Watching Griseo's suspicious movements, Belle felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on what.
After leaving the private box, Griseo took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The Signet of Wisdom slowly emerged, and invisible ripples spread outward from her, encompassing the entire Star Ring.
The singing on the stage, the din from the audience, the battles in the corridors... All kinds of information flooded into her perception like a tide, only to be filtered out one by one.
The butterfly effect caused by peering into Fate had, for now, only affected Belle. But if Evelyn really came seeking help, things would be different.
By then, the development of events would further confirm Belle's suspicions. The butterfly effect would spread, and as long as Wise pressed her for answers, Sister Belle would