“…The Child of Prophecy… is that so?”@@novelbin@@

Mary’s eyes flickered in disbelief as she echoed Alice’s words.

“Yes, it’s rumored that the Child of Prophecy killed Ken.”

“But… that’s just a rumor. Even if they did kill him…”

It was hard to believe such a tale. The professors at the academy were baffled by Ken’s death.

There were no traces of magic, poisoning, assassination, or even signs of illness.

And yet, they said he was murdered.

‘…Someone killed Ken.’

A flicker of anger ignited in the depths of Mary’s heart, which had been filled only with sorrow.

Resentment and fury.

A spark of revenge.

“…Who is this so-called Child of Prophecy?”

Though it was merely a rumor, it served as a target for her now aimless emotions.

She would uncover the truth behind Ken's death.

And she would avenge him.

“I… don’t know. That’s why we need to find the Child of Prophecy.”

“...I understand.”

After days of brooding, Mary rose from her seat and left the temple.

To find the one who killed Ken.

The Child of Prophecy.

Having heard the full story, Emily felt her blood run cold.

━━Someone killed Ken.

A wave of fury threatened to cloud her judgment as a single question surfaced in her mind.

The Child of Prophecy… was Emily herself.

Why had Mary come to her?

“But… Mary, why are you asking me if I know about the Child of Prophecy?”

With a tense anticipation, she cautiously posed the question. The malice reflected in Mary’s eyes was genuine.

But Mary seemed taken aback by Emily’s inquiry.

“Don’t you… want revenge too, Emily?”

“...Huh?”

“If the rumor is true, and Ken was indeed murdered…”

Once again, Mary’s expression twisted with emotion, and her clenched fists trembled.

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