Chapter 1

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"Hello, Ladies and Gentlemen! I'm going to make my assistant here disappear for our upcoming performance."

And 3...

2..

1..

"Schwellenangst!"

Children and adults alike shout loudly throughout the circus as they watch and ponder the whereabouts of the aforementioned assistant.

Would you like me to bring her back right away?

The audience cheers as they obviously anticipate the performance's finale.

"Okay, now, 1, 2, 3, and retrouvailles!"

The Magician twirled his long heliothrope robe, which was adorned on both sides with exquisite orchid and mythological animal designs, with elegance and grace.

And... Whoosh!

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Inside Quincy's Tavern:

The brunette boy remarked, "That was a terrific show, Nolan! Just like your past shows!" with a voice that was obviously slurred as he and Nolan the magician, also his elder adoptive brother enjoys a drink inside the infamous bar of Fernweh.

"There's nothing stopping you from becoming the most well-known magician in Fernweh; who knows, perhaps word of your amazing performances will spread throughout the kingdom, and you'll later be amusing the nobility and other wealthy shitheads!"

The boy's assertion was so sincere that Nolan can only laugh at it. nobody in the pub is concerned about other people's thoughts, the cacophony of the crowd cheering and drinking is familiar to outsiders.

" You know what I'm worried about, Christ?"

Nolan's face goes from being happy to being apprehensive. "You and your sister will be the only people left in Fernweh someday since I'll be too busy touring."

Christ simply chuckles. "You're seriously concerned, old man? Haha, don't underestimate Y/N and me, I tell you, we're as responsible for our lives as we are for how much beer we'll drink tonight!"

The two share a chuckle as they enjoy a night of drinking after a long day.

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The next day:

The townpeople were busy, to say the least as all of Fernweh is getting ready for a royal holiday, notably the 21st birthday of the royal Prince Joseph Holofernes, who was eighth in line to the throne. As a result, Nolan's Magic show was rescheduled to open next month due to the kind of show he hosts which by an unkown reason is forbbiden to do in this 7-day celebration.

Prince Joseph, commonly referred to as "the royal inventor," is renowned for his technical knowledge in areas like robotics and mechanisms. He produced a large number of advancements and inventions for the kingdom of Aosis, mostly ones that benefitted the people living there, like automata, robots, and even mechanical toys, which have recently become more and more well-liked by both the lower and upper classes.

Because of this, the majority of his seven-day birthday celebration consists of machine conventions, invention exhibitions, and galas where the only costumes allowed are ones that move, fly, and even levitate. Aspiring inventors from throughout the world attend these events annually.

The inhabitants of the kingdom must abide by a number of rules specific to this magnificent occasion, one of which is that "no magic shall be done under any respective day during this momentous week, as declared by the Royal Prince himself: Joseph Holofernes."

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Meanwhile, In the grand Alcazar:

An elderly woman with a very sharp nose was making a fresh batch of fertilizer for the Chrysanthemum gardens inside one of the Grand Alcazar's enormous greenhouses.

" Good morning, Mrs. Lindel," a man replied in a voice that was almost feminine.

She remarked indifferently, "My Lord, it is a lovely morning indeed".

"for these Chrysanthemums bloomed perfectly, thank Aersis!" she exclaimed as she poured fertilizer into one of the large plant pots.

The nobleman, who was admiring his valued flowers, replied, "Yes.

He went to the chrysanthemum garden because, in addition to being lovely, he found immense delight and affection in the flowers.

When he noticed the gorgeous and healthy faces of all the plants, he couldn't help but smile. They had a bright red color, which reminded him of someone, and that was what captivated him.

When he was younger, especially during times of academic difficulty, he used to frequent this location and always felt at ease while in the grounds. He had the idea that things were becoming better around him. He believed he had everything under control, but then...

One gloomy afternoon, he fled his counselors, worn out by his studies, and hid in his secret garden. He learned that he wasn't there alone since a (H/C) girl had slipped past the castle gate and hid in the Chrysanthemum garden. Their meeting amused the prince, for he heard a strange rustle of leaves, as if someone were fleeing.