111 Teleport to the Dungeon

Faustina wasn't sure how she would describe the feeling she had when the king told her she had a tremendous amount of mana residing just inside of her—sealed, and leaking. Faustina used to think she knew herself the best—because, after all, who wouldn't? A normal person would believe she knew herself better.

But then, that belief had just shattered when she realized that she was caught in a web of conspiracy. Faustina couldn't even think about herself the same anymore. People around here seem to know more about herself at this rate. Mana? Warlocks? Eula being the stellar student of Magierstadt?

She couldn't even take the information properly, but she had accepted what was planned for her. Not that she even had the choice to refuse—and it's not like she had plans for herself for the present. Faustina obviously was lost, and maybe that's why Sheilalev displayed her distaste around her pretty openly.