1: : A Chance Encounter... With Wicked Lord Shingan

The girl took a dramatic step forward, her hand flying to her eyepatch. "Foolish mortal! You gaze upon the . My Tyrant’s Eye perceives the mana fluctuations you leak like a wounded beast. You... you bear the mark of the Black Flames, don't you?"

As Yuuta approached, the figure’s head snapped toward him. Her golden-yellow eye narrowed with a terrifying intensity. 1 : A Chance Encounter... with Wicked Lord Shingan

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"Got it," Yuuta said, walking past her. "Thanks for the warning." My Tyrant’s Eye perceives the mana fluctuations you

"Liars are the first to be consumed by the Void!" she shouted, pointing a frilly umbrella at him as if it were a rapier. "The resonance is undeniable! The contract is being forged even as we speak!"

Yuuta froze, a cold sweat breaking out on his neck. Not because he was afraid of a magical threat, but because the "Dark Flame Master" inside him recognized a kindred spirit—one he was trying desperately to bury. "Uh, look, I’m just trying to get to the station. Is there a parade or something?"