Chapter 43: Entering the Plan
After the academy’s midterms had ended and time passed, it was now the day before the Prodigy Selection Tournament.
“Wow, that’s amazing.”
“...Ugh...”
I had called the operatives to a pre-booked inn near the academy and had been waiting since early morning. Upon seeing Lady Hestia enter with them, I smiled brightly and began to praise her.
“Honestly, I didn’t expect the transformation to be this perfect. You’ve exceeded expectations.”
“......”
“Even knowing the plan myself, I can’t tell it’s you. Someone else wouldn’t have the faintest clue.”
Her previously long brown hair was now a short, orange bob tinged with red. Freckles were dotted naturally across her once-flawless face. The soft features she normally carried were gone, replaced with slightly upturned, sharp eyes that made her seem perpetually irritated.
Wearing rough, plain clothes and a compression bandage, Hestia no longer resembled a saintess at all—more like an extra with no lines in a background crowd.
“Mr. Bergen, you must’ve worked so hard.”
Compared to the clumsy disguise Sasha had attempted back at the mansion, this was a flawless result. I could only imagine how much of his soul Bergen had to sacrifice for this masterpiece.
“Hah, don’t even talk about it. She kept squirming like she had no patience, and I had to redo the makeup at least five times...”