The Author's POV

Raising my head, a large white building appeared in my vision. The building was located on the outer side of the city, and it was where the other humans resided.

"Is this the place?"

"Yes."

Amanda's soft voice rang from next to me.

She was currently accompanying me to the place. I wasn't the only one that was called, as Amanda received a similar message not long after.

Since both of us received the same message, I already had an idea about what Melissa wanted to talk about.

It was just a hunch, however. I could've been wrong.

"What do you think Melissa called us for?"

Touching her chin, Amanda thought for a moment before she shook her head.

"…unsure."

"Guess we'll find out when we meet her."

Walking up the stairs of the residence, we soon paused in front of a certain door.

Looking around to make sure that no one was present, I pointed at the door.

"This is the one, right?"

Lowering her head and staring at her communication device, Amanda nodded.

"Yes."

"…okay."

Raising my hand, I knocked on the door.

Tok— Tok—

***

If Melissa had to describe her relationship with her father in one word, it would be 'terrible'.

She wasn't mistreated or anything of the sort, but her father was someone who always strived to be the best.

He was someone that was not satisfied with being second. He was also someone that desired for his children to be the best.

Melissa was never interested in such matters ever since young. She only cared about her research and nothing else. As such, because of their clashing personalities, they never got along.

Their relationship wasn't anything complicated, it was just that. But it was enough to create a distance between the two.

"What a troubling matter."

Leaning back on her chair, Melissa stared at the ceiling.

Thinking back to what happened a couple of nights ago, she took out a potion from her dimensional space and stared at it.

'Should I? Or…should I not?'

She was tempted to try the potion, but after staring at it for a few seconds, she deeply sighed.

'Better not. If I take too many, I'll end up going crazy.'

Honestly, she was quite addicted to the potions by now. Having taken so many of them, it was almost like a routine for her.

It was so bad that she would get withdrawal symptoms when she skipped a day. She knew she had to stop.

"…hm?"

Putting the potion away, Her brows furrowed not long after as she turned to look at the door.

"Do they think I have all the time in the world for them? Just what is taking them so long?"

Standing up, Melissa checked her watch.

"Tsk."

They were at least a couple of minutes late.

Tok— Tok—

"Finally!"

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait for long as someone soon knocked on the door.

Fixing her glasses, Melissa headed for the door and opened it.

Ci— Clank—

two

Amanda, and Ren, under

"Sorry for the intrusion."

Ren gave an empty apology

direction, he casually said, "So, what did you want to talk

him, Amanda also entered and sat

Melissa's brows twitched.

"Huuuu…"

breath, trying to calm

should've

started

had passed since she talked to him, and

Ci— Clank—

another deep breath, Melissa closed the door

to Amanda. Once she did, Ren spoke

want to talk about? I'm sure someone as

sarcasm hidden within his voice. One that Melissa was all too

"You're right."

mumbling something underneath her

rather die of suffocation than

"What did you say?"

it appeared as though Ren had somehow managed to hear her words. Ignoring him, Melissa leaned

get straight to the point. My

"…Knows?"

across Ren's face. Sitting up straight,

"What does he know?"

her hand, Melissa took a few cards from

Smack—

about the magic

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"He what?"

reaction she expected him to have, Ren

pointed at the

I'm saying that he

talking about your

else would I

"…Oh?"

back on his chair. On the other hand, Amanda's eyes were fixed on the cards at the table. Her brows twitched

he not

Ren's reaction. Her brows jumped

know just who her father

to make sure, she asked Ren in a clear and slow voice, "You do know who

number one ranked

as her

know, why

ask you to give

"…No."

Melissa shook her head.

But that was worrying enough. If he truly wanted to get his hands on

"Then, what's the problem?"

think the same way

cards at the table. They were currently neatly piled up together. Courtesy of Amanda, who sorted them out while she was talking

Amanda had minor OCD, so she had seen her do

cards up, Ren curiously studied the card in his hand before asking, "Can I

"No."

reply

the door of

it, do it outside,

activated the magic card now, the whole room would end up going in flames. Melissa had a lot of valuable stuff in the room. She wasn't too keen on

"Tsk."

his tongue, prompting

a problem with my

"Nope."

for the door. Staring at his back from her seat, Melissa took

resist the temptation and finally

Gulp—

potion down, her emotions instantly

she

managed to create three grades of magic cards. Not sure about their naming, but the last grade has a power equivalent to a

"…that's kind of weak."

commented. Stopping in front of the door, he pulled the handle

Click—

working on this project,

but since she wanted to hide the news from her father, she chose to do

under a mana contract, the more people that

naught. It turned out that her father still

try them. I've encrypted four different magic circles on the card.

"Sure."

behind. Melissa could see keen interest in her