Fitnair tried to look down, but Ed grabbed her by the arm—he pulled her back and made her take a few steps back, which was a little unsteady on her feet because the steps were different from what she had expected. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info then the magic grazed the railing - causing the entire White House to shake, and Fitney fell to the ground.

This is the most basic use of mana - the mana is compressed together until it can affect the surrounding things.

Fitnair frowned, and as expected she heard screams mixed with the sound of other spells being released—she quickly stood up, her eyes swept down the stairs—she was going down to see what was going on.

"My mission today is not to let you disturb all this. Eddard's hand, however, restrained her like a pincer.

"Your mission?" Fitney gave him a cold look.

"Of course, I'm not the one who is planning today's events - it's not you who are the protagonist today. Ed continued.

Fitnair was silent for a moment, and then she walked over to the railing again, and saw what was happening below—people had surrounded Follett in a clearing.

Follett was wary at this point—the bruises appeared on his face, trembling all over, and it looked like he was restraining his emotions, but on second glance, it made one think he was going crazy—and just across from him, Chris was holding one of his arms and frowning at him.

That magic must have been unleashed by one of them.

Fitney frowned, she saw Chris's skirt that seemed to have been torn by the attack, and saw that she was hiding something resembling an alchemy prop under her skirt.

"Follett - so you've already planned to do it. Chris sneered, staring at Follett's eyes wide open.

"What's going on!" Wendy's flustered voice interrupted the cacophony of conversations.

"It's Follett, he suddenly rushed to the dance floor and attacked Chris with his magic!"

Most of them were still so immersed in the performance that they didn't understand what to do with what was going on at this point - so they preferred to stay where they were rather than flee.

"Mr. Follett, you...... Ahh

Follett didn't answer her, on the contrary, he seemed to be about to do it again.

"He's sick!" Sharon's voice stood out.

"What's wrong with your brother?" Wendy's eyes lit up, turning her head to look at Sharon.

"He's not my brother! he's my enemy—look! his irrational madness is proof!" Sharon exclaimed.

There were expressions of surprise on people's faces - secretly, Chris rumored that the two men were nobles, and they did look like this - but now things were different, and Follett did look like an "enemy" who would attack others because he lost his mind.

"Ahh

Follett was a nobleman, and even if his origins were suspected, even if there were no nobles who didn't hate him, because he could use magic and use it well, the nobles couldn't find a way to "destroy" him.

Follett's mouth hissed, his eyes turned blood-red - he lunged at Chris, his arm condensed by the magic into a black aura - the kind of aura that came from a storybook place that resembled hell - and the pressure around him increased.

Chris saw the danger approaching, and immediately took out the alchemy item he had hidden—Fitney had seen something similar in the hands of Grunt and Eddard.

Something that combines metal and magic - Chris rolled around on the ground, successfully dodging Follett's punch that smashed to the ground, and then her body bounced up, waving her hand back, and the pillar of light shot out of her hand, hitting Follett in the shoulder!

Follett did not stop because of the pain, but roared angrily, at this time he had indeed become a mad "beast", without feeling, and even more mad because of it.

"That's the real show today. Fettnay looked at it all, and Ed's voice sounded in his ears that bordered on sighing.

Why did he sigh?

For a moment, not knowing the source, Fettnay agreed with the sigh—but the feeling was fleeting, and she didn't even perceive the subtlety of it.

Hearing Ed's words, Fitney quietly looked at the man who was rampaging through the crowd and said softly, "The Flower of Barlow." ”

The effect of Barlow's flower, in addition to camouflage, also caused by overdose - she didn't know how Sharon did it, and eliminated the main effect of Barlow's flower, leaving it with only another effect that would have been a side effect.

It was indeed Sharon - Fitney knew who they really were, and with Sharon just now, she could guess who did all this.

But she couldn't figure out some of the details, such as Chris's position in the matter, such as Sharon's purpose, and......

"Yes, Barlow's Flower, something simple and useful. Ed affirmed Fitney's idea, "Speaking of which, this is your suggestion - you have seen the safety of another friend, but you have allowed him to be taken advantage of. ”

Fitney knew that the person Ed was talking about was Follett.

"To be precise, he and I weren't friends. Fitney said slowly.

Ed laughed silently, not admitting Phytney's defense—but Fitney didn't seem to be justifying.

At this time, Follett already had multiple scars on his body, but his movements were getting faster and faster - no one could help him, Chris was the target, and with the alchemy props in his hands, he couldn't do an effective resistance.

Fitney's attention suddenly focused on Wendy, who couldn't bear it anymore and picked up a silver knife from the dining table not far away.

That's a dining knife.

"Get out of the way. Wendy whispered—the people in front of her seemed to be able to sense her suppressed emotions at this moment, and they all gave way.

Alva didn't come today, and Fitney guessed that the busy president of the Nature Society made his girlfriend a little unhappy, and this vexatious thing interrupted the performance that people liked, which made people see the appearance of Wendy, who people had never seen.

However, Wendy's actions still surprised Fertenay.