Chapter 256: Rest (1)
"... Argk!" Epherene gasped awake, flinching as her eyes flew open and quickly scanning her surroundings.
It was the office of Head Professor Deculein, high on the 77th floor of the Mage Tower—a room of perfect order, immaculate and spotless, where not a single particle of dust dared settle.
“What just happened?”
I was in the Imperial Palace—with Deculein, Adrienne, and Ihelm—in some weird white room, Epherene thought.
“... Hmm.”
Somehow, it felt oddly familiar—and yet, there was something undeniably familiar about how it was all playing out.
“Was it a dream?” Epherene muttered, pressing her hands against her cheeks.
At that moment, Epherene felt someone's eyes on her. Of course, it was Deculein, watching her with that same look of unimpressed disdain.
“Wipe your drool,” Deculein said.
“... Huh?”
“Not even the sense to grab what spills.”