A Different Life (Quest)

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**"A Different Life"** is the second story quest in the A Different Life event.

**Transcript**
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## Info

What choice do you make when you turn the clock back to the very first moment, when time flows again and unfolds in very [missing text]

### Achievements

* Morning Prologue 0/1: Trigger the Happy Ending of Barris
* Moonlighting and forgetfulness 0/1: Trigger the Happy Ending of Xavier
* White Frost Magic Sword 0/1: Trigger the Happy Ending of Black Glove
* A Life in Film 0/1: Trigger the Happy Ending of Alan
* Forget it, just restart. 0/5: Experience life 5 times in total
* I can do this again! 0/15: Experience life 15 times in total
* I don't want to do this anymore. 0/30: Experience life 30 times in total
* Poor civilians 0/5: Experience life 5 times as a poor civilian
* Magical World 0/5: Experience life 5 times as a magical family
* Noble Maiden 0/5: Experience life 5 times as a noble maiden
* Daughter of a rich businessman 0/5: Experience life 5 times as a rich businessman
* Worker! 0/1: Become a maid in the Bunny Pie Shop
* Rebel Girl 0/1: Successfully run away from home 1 time during the episode
* Song of Freedom 0/1: Successfully embarked on a journey with Kangila in the episode
* Chivalrous Merchant in Chaos 0/1: Travel the world with Linglan 1 time in the episode
* A special friend 0/1: Became friends with Brala 1 time during the episode

## Notes

* Each option after Poor Civilian > Refuse > Go straight ("Beat him", "Give him your money", "Run away") has two possible unique outcomes. One of these will play randomly.
* During Story Chat 3 Magda wears the set Universal Magic.
* There is a possible beauty contest with Barris Sakan by going Open it > Seal him > The power of dressing > The Path of Unity.
* There is a possible beauty contest with Nobles by going Open it > Seal him > The power of dressing > The Path of Unity. Their stats are as follows:
	+ Weaknesses:
		- Sexy: ★☆☆☆☆
		- Lively ★☆☆☆☆
	+ Strengths:
		- Noble: ★★★★☆
		- Gorgeous: ★★★★☆
		- Mature: ★★★★☆
* During her introduction to the social circle in Story Chat 4, the Mystery Girl wears the set White Gown.
* The Basim route in Story Chat 4 uses the CG from the set Corrupted Butterfly.
* The path Rich Businesswoman > Countless coins > Jewellery has two possible unique outcomes. One of these will play randomly.
* Alan's good ending features his event partner, A Life in Film Alan, and Magda wears the set A different ending.
* Xavier's good ending features his event partner, Moonlighting and forgetfulness Xavier, and Magda wears the set Eternal glow.
* Barris' good ending features his event partner, Morning Prologue Barris, and Magda wears the set When the morning dawns.
* Black Glove's good ending features his event partner, White Frost Magic Sword Black Glove, and Magda wears the set The Forest Lady.

## Transcript

### Story Chat 1

Phone: We meet again. So are you ready this time?

**Second or Later Pass**
Phone: In this case， let's start.
**First Pass**

Magda: Sure. But you'd better not have other bad ideas!

Phone: I will not lie to you! Now that you have decided， tap this one.

**Tap**

Magda: this one?

Phone: Yes. Now welcome to our game "Life Over Again"...

Magda: Am I living my life over again? The current one is fine with me!

Magical Creatures: Are you satisfied with your life? Have you ever been confused about your future? Want to change your life? Tap the screen， and you will live your life over again——

Magda: ...

Magda: So I have to tap here?

Magical Creatures: Right， that's right!

Magical Creatures: So， let's start a new life!

—

Magda: Wait， wait， what happened?!

Magical Creatures: It’s okay. Relax. The game needs some loading time. Now I’ll explain the rules of the game to you!

Magda: Rules?

Magical Creatures: Of course， because in the game， they are not the same people in Finsel， you should know that.

Magda: What is that supposed to mean?

Magical Creatures: They are someone from another world. Can you understand? Although they are similar in appearance and character， they are not the people you know.

Magical Creatures: Sure， the world is also named Finsel， but it’s not the one with regent and registrar.

Magda: I see. You mean I have to get to know them again?

Magical Creatures: Yes， or isn't it too easy for you to save them?

Magda: Why does it have to be so difficult...

Magical Creatures: Game without difficulties will be boring， my lady.

Magda: So as long as I get to the end， I can save their souls， right?

Magical Creatures: To be exact， it has to be getting to the happy ending. If something goes wrong halfway， you fail!

Magda: ...OK.

Magda: I see there's a name column here. Should I write down my name here?

Magical Creatures: Oh， this. Forget it. Anyway， your name is Magda.

Magda: Is it that hard to listen to my opinion?!

Magical Creatures: Your name will not affect the process of the game. What matters is your birth.

Magda: I can choose my family background? Well...

Magical Creatures: Yes you can. Isn't it a good thing to choose to be born in an aristocratic family?

Magda: Really? Maybe it's not that good...

Magical Creatures: If you don't want to choose， you can make it random.

Magical Creatures: It's not my problem to have a strange identity anyway...

Magda: No， no... I’ll choose! Let me see what options are available...

Magical Creatures: Which one will you choose?

**Poor Civilian**
See Story Chat 2
**Magic Girl**
See Story Chat 3
**Noble Girl**
See Story Chat 4
**Rich Businesswoman**
See Story Chat 5

### Story Chat 2

Magda: I’ll try to be a poor civilian.

Magical Creatures: I didn't expect you to choose to start from scratch.

Magical Creatures: But it is a rare quality to endure hardship. You have to stand the poor rural life. It’s really hard.

Magical Creatures: But since you’ve made your choice， be prepared for starving

Magda: I know.

Magical Creatures: All right， let's get started!

Magda: Wait， where are you going?

Magical Creatures: I'm going to prepare. Look—

Magda: Again?!

Sound of the phone: So shouldn't you be very skilled?

Magda: I don't want to be!

Magda: Why is it suddenly shaking?! {shock}",

Magical Creatures: Because the game is about to start. We need a ceremony!

Narrator: Now you got a poor but warm family. A family of three lived in the suburbs far away from the city. Although you led a poor life， your father and mother treated you very well.

Narrator: But one day， a disaster came. A sudden fire took your home. Your father and mother sacrificed their lives to send you out of the fire， but they were swallowed by it.

Narrator: At this time， a noble wanted to adopt you as a stepdaughter. Would you like to?

Magda: Wait a minute， why does this story sound familiar?!

Magical Creatures: Don't mind. It's just a coincidence.

Magda: ...but it knows my...

Magical Creatures: I should have blocked your memory too， so I wouldn't be bothered by your questions!

Magda: ...?

Magical Creatures: Anyway， after you make your choice， you will forget everything. Isn’t it exciting?

Magda: Sounds not good to me...

Magical Creatures: So a noble wants to adopt you， you choose to?

**Go with her**
Narrator: You had been carefully groomed by the noble lady. Time flies. You would go to your first social ball.
Narrator: But your wardrobe told you that you don't have many choices for dressing. So... Which dress would you choose to go to the ball?
**Own white dress**
Magda: I’ll choose this white dress. Maybe this plain white dress is the beginning of my journey.
Noble A: What a decent dress. It made the young lady look innocent and pure...
Lady A: A young lady who hadn't known the social rules!
Noble B: She’s a true lady， beautiful and naive...
Magda: It seems I made it...
Maid: My lady， our mailbox is full of love letters again! And there are also many invitations. All piled into a hill. Would you like to see them?
Magda: Oh， I’ll go check.
Magda: Still endless dances and drinks every day... It's really tiring. I’ll go to the balcony and get some air.
Magda: I don't know why there is a voice in my head recently. It seems to ask me... Do you *want to change* your life?
Magda: Yeah. Should I change my monotonous and simple life?
**No need**
Magda: Isn't this good? Have everything I need and don't work hard. Isn't the life everyone pursues?
Narrator: The voice heard your mind but didn't reply and then you felt a little strange.
Magda: Who is talking to me... Hello， Hello， are you there?
Voices in the Void: "The number you dialed is busy now， please redial later."
Narrator: You heard something difficult to understand. So you thought you had defeated the devil in your mind and felt satisfied.
Narrator: In the following time， you still spun on the dance floor until the war began...
Narrator: You lost everything， your house， dresses， coins and your dream of being indolent.
Magda: Where should I go... Finsel has become a ruin. Where has everyone gone...
Maid: My lady， we only have the money to buy tickets. What should we do?
**Leave**
Magda: Let's get out of here. Maybe we'll have a chance to come back again， but we can't stay here anymore.
Maid: Where will we go?
Magda: We will go to...
**Rayorca**
Magda: Let's go to Rayorca， Viviane.
Maid: Yes， my lady， I’ll go for packing!
—
Magda: Viviane， how many days have we been Rayorca?
Maid: It's been almost a week， my lady...
Magda: The friend who promised to pick us up never showed. Viviane， how much money do we have? Why don't we go to Lionheart Kingdom? I remember...
Maid: My lady， we don't have enough money to buy another ticket... I’ll... I’ll go out and find some job to do. I can wash clothes!
Magda: I can't let you do this alone. Let's go out together.
—
Narrator: No one is willing to hire a spoiled noble lady. You couldn’t find any job.
—
Magda: I'm so hungry... Sir... Could you lend me a copper coin? I’m so...
Passing blonde man: Oh， my God， what a poor lady.
Passing blonde man: From you tone， I can tell you must have been a lady who lived in dignity before. How did you end up like this? It must be a long story.
Magda: I... (Tell your story to the gentleman.)
Passing blonde man: It's sad story. Because of the war， you’ll never be a noble lady anymore... I must write down your story.
Passing blonde man: I will show the world all your misfortunes. This is the best way to comfort an unfortunate lady， isn't it?
Magda: ...
Narrator: This strange gentleman composed your misfortune into a song. Many people sympathized with you， but they still wouldn’t even give you a copper coin.
[End]
**Lionheart Kingdom**
Magda: Let's go to Lionheart Kingdom. I remember my mother said we still have some land there.
Maid: Yes， my lady. I’ll get prepared.
Maid: Do we really have land in Lionheart Kingdom， my lady? I only see... The slum of Lionheart Kingdom...
Magda: Why is that? Mother said that here was a big suburb with a house that had not been lived for a long time.
Magda: Have the genealogy lied to me?
Magda: I can’t believe it...
Maid: My lady， don't be sad. Why don't you take a rest here... You haven't slept for several days.
Magda: Is everything about the Ellenstein family in the Lionheart Kingdom fake? I can’t believe all of this， Viviane.
Maid: My lady... Don’t be sad...
Narrator: You suffered hunger and cold in Lionheart Kingdom. In a trance， you saw yourself， holding a quill pen and reviewing one document after another in thriving Finsel...
Narrator: Finally you fainted...
[End]
**Unknown small country**
Magda: Neither Rayorca nor the Lionheart Kingdom is safe. Let's go somewhere else.
Narrator: You fled to a small country between Rayorca and Lionheart Kingdom at night. Unexpectedly， the caravan you followed was hijacked on the way.
Noble A: No， it's Golden Merc! Run!
Noble B: No， Golden Merc! It's over， it's all over!
Girl in Green: ...
Narrator: Among those who were called Golden Merc， there was a blonde girl in green. The smile on her face was ruthless， and her gun was pointing at you.
Narrator: ——Bang.
[End]
**Stay in Finsel**
Magda: Where can we go? We don't know anyone anywhere.
Magda: Maybe this war will end soon. Don't believe those rumors.
Maid: I see， my lady. And we have mages and knights. Everything will be all right.
Magda: What balls are we going to today? Balls are my life. I don't need to care about anything else!
Maid: You're right. I'll get you all the invitations of today.
Magda: Eh， what is this? A youth ball. There must be many good young men of Finsel there. We should go.
Maid: Yes， my lady， I will get prepared.
Magda: Balls are so amazing. There won't be worries as long as I can go to balls.
Maid: Yes， my lady.
Magda: All right， I'd better go to sleep now. There are still balls tomorrow!
Maid: Good night， my lady.
Magda: Um， what's the noise? Viviane? I can't sleep now...
Maid: My lady， bad news!
Magda: What's wrong? It's a lovely day today.
Maid: There's a fight at the door between two young noble masters who have come to ask you to marry them!
Magda: What... A fight?
Maid: Yes， they want you to decide who to marry right away. I， I will talk them to leave.
Magda: Never mind. Let's take a look. I will have to marry someone someday eventually.
Maid: Do， do you think so? Then I will help you get dressed.
—
Magda: Sorry for keeping you waiting， gentlemen. Are here to see me?
Noble A: Lady Ellenstein， I've come to propose to you!
Noble B: Me， too! I have been bewitched by your beauty since the moment I first saw you. If I can't marry you， I'd rather just jump into a river!
Noble A: Lady Ellenstein， your fluttering skirt hem fascinates me， your sky-like clear eyes are drowning me. Can I have the honor to marry you?
Noble B: I really like you， please marry me!
Noble A: I love you more than anything. Please marry me!
Magda: Well... It seems a little sudden. What should I do?
**Choose the fat one**
Magda: Well， maybe people do need to make some choices at proper times. Baron Frings， I think we're a better match.
Noble B: You chose me? It's me!
Noble B: To have your favor is a great honor to me!
Narrator: Finally， you chose to marry a very rich noble. Although you have a wealthy life， you have to endure his not so excellent look and not so outstanding inner.
Narrator: That's what is like - there is no gain without a loss.
[End]
**Choose the slim one**
Magda: Baron Philip， may I invite you to afternoon tea?
Noble A: Ye， yes! But how can I let you invite me， honorable Lady Ellenstein? I will book the Wendelin Garden immediately and prepare the best tea party in Finsel for you!
Magda: I'm looking forward to having afternoon tea with you， and I will bring you a gift.
Noble A: Great! That would be wonderful! To have your favor is a great honor to me!
—
Narrator: You married a noble who isn't very rich， but luckily， he loves you very much.
Narrator: Sounds not a bad ending? Anyway， this is probably the destiny of the ladies at that time.
[End]
**Choose them both**
Magda: You are both renown gentlemen of Finsel. You won't fight at a lady's door， right?
Magda: There is a ball in my house tonight. If you don't mind， may I ask you two to join us?
Noble A: I... I'd love to!
Noble B: Your ball... I heard that the invitation to your ball is priceless!
Magda: I'm flattered. No amount of gold can be compared to the talent of you two.
Noble B: Lady Ellenstein...!
Magda: I'll send the maid to get the invitations. Please wait a moment.
Noble A: The Ellensteins' ball. I...I finally get the chance to go to it!
—
Narrator: You persuaded them both with a speech that was admirably skillful.
Narrator: When you are young， your beauty is your asset. But what will happen thirty years later... As time is gone， so will be your future.
[End]
**Reject them both**
Magda: I will not marry either of you!
Noble A: Ah?
Noble B: Wait， where are you going?!
Magda: Running away from home and escaping marriage!
Maid: My lady， where are you going?
Magda: I'm bot getting married! I'd rather go to church and be a nun than marry someone like them!
—
Magda: No， I have nowhere to go... I'm not really going to be a nun in a church， am I?
Church Priest: What would you like to confess at this hour?
Magda: You are...
Church Priest: As you can see， I am the cleric of this church. What troubles you， my beautiful and rich lady?
Magda: Sorry， I'm not here to confess. I just have some problems...
Church Priest: I'd love to hear them.
Magda: Well... You seem very kind. Maybe you can give me some advice， if that doesn't bother you too much.
Church Priest: Isn't it the purpose of the church to solve the problems of our followers?
Magda: You are probably right. Then please forgive me for being too talky...
Church Priest: Don't worry， I'll write down everything you say.
Magda: Actually， I'm...
Narrator: You escaped to a place called Sky Church， where the cleric not only accepted you， but also accepted all your family wealth "by the way".
[End]
**I want to， but I can't**
Magda: Ah， I still want to leave Finsel - the life here is so boring.
Magda: But what should I do... I know nothing about the world outside Finsel.
Voice from Void: Are you really out of options?
Magda: ...
Voice from Void: You want freedom without having to give up everything you have now. You do know there are no free lunches in the world， right?
Voice from Void: Carried forward by wealth and honor， or being happy yet poor - Haven't you already made your choice?
Magda: Can I choose again?
Voice from Void: Then what? You will choose differently?
Magda: I certainly won't be that greedy...!
Voice from Void: If you have to choose between wealth and freedom， what will you choose? There is no turning back this time.
Magda: Then I will choose...
**Wealth**
Magda: Really? All those pretty dresses， and mellow wines that can free me from worldly troubles...
Voice from Void: So， you would still choose these even given a second chance. Then I wish you a ball that never ends.
Magda: For me， that dream of freedom may always remain only a dream.
Magda: I should get some sleep now. Maybe I can get what I want in the dream.
Narrator: You had a dream， which you hadn't had for long. You saw the laughter of the Slum children， and Finsel getting better in your hands， as well as many sights that you had never seen before...
Narrator: And these beautiful things would never happen at balls. They were so unreal. They broke like bubbles when you woke up.
Narrator: Only you were left here forever.
[End]
**Freedom**
Magda: I'll choose freedom this time.
Magda: The pain of having no freedom has haunted me all these years. I am like a canary prisoned in the cage called "balls".
Voice from Void: That means you will have to give up everything... Family wealth， your kind mother， and your wardrobe full of dreams.
Magda: I...
**I've decided**
Magda: I know. But they are also why I'm trapped... right?
Voice from Void: Well， I'll take your word for it. Tomorrow， there will be a Kangila dancing troupe leaving Finsel. I'm sure with your dancing skills， it wouldn't be hard for you to blend in.
Magda: A Kangila dancing troupe... Where are they going?
Voice from Void: Kangilas worship freedom. They go everywhere. You can get out of here by following them.
Magda: I see... I will get prepared now! Where did I put my dress of Kangila style...
Voice from Void: This time... Will you really get freedom...?
—
Magda: This is where the members of the Kangila dancing troupe gather! Hopefully I won't get caught...
Kangila: Why are you so late? We are heading out now...
Kangila: Are you new here? But there must be some reason why you want to be with us.
Magda: I...
Kangila: We Kangilas are not interested in prying into other people's past! Let's go. Hop in!
Magda: Well... Thank you.
Kangila: Let's sing and dance!
—
Narrator: You secretly followed the Kangila dancing troupe to leave Finsel. You'll be on the road for the rest of your life， experiencing joys or sorrows alone.
[End]
**Maybe not**
Magda: Can I handle the stress of living alone? I don't know... I'm not ready yet... This is so sudden!
Voice from Void: So， you can't leave your luxury life behind. You're young. It's normal for you not to have that kind of determination.
Magda: Really? All those pretty dresses， and mellow wines that can free me from worldly troubles...
Voice from Void: So， you would still choose these even given a second chance. Then I wish you a ball that never ends.
Magda: For me， that dream of freedom may always remain only a dream.
Magda: I should get some sleep now. Maybe I can get what I want in the dream.
Narrator: You had a dream， which you hadn't had for long. You saw the laughter of the Slum children， and Finsel getting better in your hands， as well as many sights that you had never seen before...
Narrator: And these beautiful things would never happen at balls. They were so unreal. They broke like bubbles when you woke up.
Narrator: Only you were left here forever.
[End]
**I want them both**
Magda: Why can't I have both?
Voice from Void: You... can't be serious， can you? Now I totally get the greed of humans.
Magda: Wait， you get what now...
Voice from Void: That greed should be punished!
Magda: What are you going to do to me?!
Voice from Void: To make you wear a pair of dancing shoes that never rest， so that you will spin on the dance floor forever! You will be lost in the ball and never be able to escape.
Magda: ...
Magda: It sounds familiar， but it's not about dancing... but something else...
Narrator: You were punished by the mysterious will for your greed. You became a dancing machine with no feelings. Yet you felt a bit familiar， as if...you saw the similar punishment before?
[End]
**Love triumphs**
Magda: Wealth and freedom are nothing compared to love.
Voice from Void: ...What did you say?
Magda: I mean I want to wait here for my Prince Charming， who will come across mountains to find me， and then he will tell me he loves me under my window.
Voice from Void: You're a cold intel dealer... And now you claim you are waiting for your Prince Charming? Do you really think I will believe you?!
Magda: What.. are you talking about?
Voice from Void: Why would an intel dealer need love? Damn. You really irritated me!
Magda: How could I irritate you by expecting love? You don't expect love at all?
Voice from Void: How dare you curse me not to have love! You are so annoying! I will leave you here alone!
Magda: Weird... Why is he so mad all of a sudden?
Narrator: The voice that haunted you was gone， And you spent your whole life waiting in anxiety， wondering who your Prince Charming would be.
Narrator: No one knew. Maybe he came and you didn't notice.
[End]
**Make a change**
Magda: Let others live this boring life! But how should I change...
Sound in your ears: I'm glad you want to make a change. The opportunity will finally be in your hands.
Magda: What should I do?
Sound in your ears: When that day comes， you will understand that everything you choose now... will change your future!
Maid: My lady， the newly made clothes have arrived today. Would you like to see them?
Maid: My lady， madam said you have to meet a gentleman she likes very much today. What are you going to wear?
Maid: My lady... Is there going to war...
Magda: Don't worry， Viviane. The guardsmen and the mages will protect Finsel.
Maid: But my lady， I heard that many wineries in the suburbs have been occupied by Sulla...
Magda: Is it finally time to make a choice?
Maid: What are you talking about， lady?
Magda: Let me think what I should do...
**Help the Guardsmen**
Magda: Let's go to the Guardsmen， Viviane. They must be very worried right now. Only they really want to help.
Maid: Yes， my lady， I will get prepared!
—
Alan: Don't place the wounded one like that， it'll make his fracture worse!
Alan: And we need some straw mats here. A new batch just arrived. These dirty ones can be placed under them...
Alan: Ah， we are running out of medicine again? I need to figure out a way...
Magda: The clearing in front of the Guardsmen... is filled with wounded people.
Magda: Sir Alan seems quite overwhelmed. It must be hard for him.
Alan: Oh， we're short of everything， but we can't get any. What should we do?
Magda: Sir Alan， do you have a minute?
Alan: Ah， Lady Ellenstein? What brings you here... This is not a place you should be! It's too messy here.
Magda: That's okay， Sir Alan， I'm here to help!
Alan: Eh， you want to help? But this place is...
Magda: I'd like to...
**Make a donation**
Magda: I'd like to make a donation to the Guardsmen. You will need the money to buy medicine and weapons!
Alan: I appreciate that. It's just that a single donation won't solve the problem...
Alan: The situation of the war can't be changed by one person after all.
Magda: I see， Sir Alan， I'm really sorry. Please take the money and buy some medicine. I'll figure out some other way...
[Return]
**Call for civilians**
Magda: You must be very short-handed， I guess? Though I can't provide you with helpers， I can persuade people to join the Guardsmen.
Alan: Ah， wouldn't it trouble you too much? And it's too rude to ask you help in the Slum...
Magda: It's okay. Being concerned only for myself... would be complete stupidness.
Alan: I see， Lady Ellenstein， do what you need to do. And let me know if I can help.
Alan: And， forgive my bluntness， I think it's better to have two of the Guardsmen to protect you.
Magda: Okay... I will do my best!
—
Magda: Everyone!
Magda: The Guardsmen need your help. We should get through this together!
Magda: No matter what your social status or profession is， Finsel needs your protection， and your strength!
Narrator: Your speech attracted many people. Although some were reluctant at first， they were moved by you with your effort. More and more people have joined the Guardsmen.
Narrator: In addition to speaking during the day， you are assigned as the logistics officer for the Guardsmen， in charge of the supplies sent to the front.
—
Civilian man: Lady Ellenstein， new supplies have arrived!
Magda: Great， what do we get this time?
Civilian man: They are all in the warehouse. You may have a look. The situation is critical on the front. But we are short of horses and wagons. We can only send part of them tonight.
Magda: Okay， let me see. What should we send...
**Weapons and rations**
Magda: These supplies and weapons are needed most. Send them to the front immediately. And be careful.
Civilian man: Don't worry!
Magda: New supplies arrive at the Guardsmen everyday， and people are more and more confident. The war will surely be over in a couple of months...!
Narrator: With your help， the logistics of the Guardsmen were secured. The Guardsmen， the Knights and the Spire fought together and finally won the war.
Narrator: At last， the peace was restored. You gained everyone's friendship and love， and then you went back to your normal life with knowing how precious the peace was.
[End]
**Everyone's love**
Magda: I want to go to the front and see for myself. I think the soldiers need encouragement most now!
Civilian man: Ah? Are you going to the front? But Captain Alan said there was no need and we can't let you go to the front.
Magda: It's okay. People need my support!
Civilian man: All right...
—
Magda: So this is the front... But it's so quiet.
Civilian man: Because the supplies haven't arrived yet， so everyone is still resting for the time being...
Civilian woman: Lady Ellenstein? What brings you here...? Aren't you in charge of logistics?
Magda: I， I want to see what's going on at the front! I had always watched from the rear. I can't watch anymore when you are hit.
Civilian woman: I heard that supplies would be delivered today， and we all have waited for days. Have you brought the supplies?
Magda: Well...
Civilian woman: You didn't come empty-handed， did you...
Magda: Ah... Well...
Civilian woman: Then... what about our ammunition for tomorrow?
Magda: I， I'll go back and get them sent here!
Narrator: Because of your negligence， the Guardsmen's ammunition and supplies didn't arrive in time. The next day， the Guardsmen's outposts in the field were attacked by the enemy and they couldn't fight back.
Narrator: Love alone won't help. Please retry.
[End]
**A cat， of course**
Magda: ...Why is there an option called "cat"?!
Magda: Should it even be here?! Wait， could it be a code? Is there something wrong with the supplies?
Magda: I need to take a look!
Civilian man: Lady Ellenstein， is there something wrong?
Magda: Everything looks fine...
Civilian man: You have checked everything. The weapons are new， the food is fine...
Magda: Well， that's true， it's just that... Eh， what's the thing here?!
Civilian man: Eh?
Magda: A cat? Why is there a cat sleeping here...
Magda: It probably jumped in on the road... This is no place to sleep. Let's get it out of here.
Civilian man: Where should I put it?
Magda: Well... Leave it at the Guardsmen for now.
Magda: It still doesn't feel right. When you deliver supplies tomorrow， I'll go with you. I have some intel for Sir Alan.
Civilian man: You are going too? Okay， I'll see to it.
Narrator: (So you came to the border with a lot of supplies and intel. Alan and the soldiers were waiting for you.)
Narrator: (With fine weapons， abundant rations and sufficient intel... oh， and the "supervision" of a black cat officer sitting in the camp， the war was over soon.)
See Story Chat 6
**Change the upper class' attitude**
Magda: I think I can persuade people at balls and change their impression of the Guardsmen. I can ask the nobles to support you!
Alan: At... balls? But the nobles don't seem to like us very much.
Magda: But you're doing this for Finsel， and I need to let everyone know that!
Alan: Ah， okay... I don't know if it will work， but I can try. You know， I'm not very good at balls or that sort of things...
Magda: Don't worry. Leave it to me.
Magda: Well， this ball may work. I should tell people about the Guardsmen.
Noble A: Ha? The Guardsmen? You shouldn't mention those civilians at such a noble ball!
Lady A: Is that something we should talk about? Do they have anything to do with us?
Noble B: The Guardsmen? What Guardsmen? I have only heard of Lord Hugh， leader of the Knights. I never heard of the Guardsmen!
Magda: Everyone... Just listen to me...
Narrator: Because of your wrong choice， you not only failed to gather supplies for the Guardsmen， but also got excluded by the nobles， who thought you were not a true lady of elegance.
Narrator: Since then， you have been unhappy and stopped showing up.
**Join the Guardsmen**
Magda: I， I want to join the Guardsmen!
Alan: Ah? I beg your pardon?
Magda: I want to join the Guardsmen and do my part.
Alan: I appreciate your kindness， Lady Ellenstein... It's just that the Guardsmen's work is hard and dangerous. People get hurt all the time.
Alan: I don't think this is a place for a lady， and you have your own life and future to concern...
Magda: Sorry... to put in this hard situation.
Alan: That's all right， Lady Ellenstein. I know you really want to help us， but given your status， there must be better things to do than join the Guardsmen.
Magda: I see. I will think it over.
[Return]
**Help the Spire**
Magda: Let's go to the Spire， Viviane. The mages’ power of the Spire will enable us to win the war!
Magda: What's the matter? It's a mess here...
Little Apprentice: Boohoo...
Magda: Eh， is that Eland?
Magda: Eland， what happened?
Little Apprentice: Lady Magda? Mr. Xavier said to stabilize the balance of Finsel's barrier...
Little Apprentice: So he sacrificed a part of his soul... And then he fainted and couldn't wake up!
Magda: Sacrifice the soul?!
Little Apprentice: I’m useless! I couldn't do anything.
Magda: Eland， don't worry. Help Mr. Xavier to the sofa over there.
Little Apprentice: Lady Ellenstein， what should I do now?
**Don't worry**
Magda: Mr. Xavier looks tired. Go and get a blanket first.
Little Apprentice: OK， I'll look in the room!
Magda: Mr. Xavier， are you all right... Why did you sacrifice your soul? At least discuss it with Lady Bavlenka...
Xavier: Ahem， ahem...
Magda: Mr. Xavier， you are awake.
Xavier: What... My head hurts...
Magda: Are you alright? Eland said you suddenly fell unconscious...
Xavier: Yeah， it seems so. I can’t remember clearly.
Magda: You look fine now. That's great. Is Mr. Shadow okay?
Xavier: Mr... Shadow?
Magda: Why doesn’t Mr. Shadow speak? Did you stop him talking again?
Xavier: No， no. He seems to be gone.
Magda: Gone? He’s still with you.
Xavier: There’s only a body... His consciousness has gone somewhere far away.
Magda: Ah... What will happen when Mr. Shadow is gone? I thought he can't leave you...
Xavier: Well， theoretically， we can't be separated， but I can't feel his existence at all now.
Xavier: ...
Magda: You just said you wanted to sacrifice your soul. Could it be that Mr. Shadow was affected by it?
Xavier: It's possible. That’s the forbidden magic. No one has ever used it. I don't know what side effects it will cause.
Magda: Then why did you do it?!
Xavier: Ah... Sorry.
Magda: Shouldn’t you， at least， discuss it with Lady Bavlenka?
Xavier: Lou and I have discussed it many times. The situation is not optimistic.
Magda: You mean... the war with Sulla?
Xavier: Some subtle changes have affected the balance of Sulla Forest， and this balance... cannot be restored for hundreds of years.
Magda: So that's why Sulla went to war on us?
Xavier: Yes， that's why I want to restore this balance with the power of magic. It will cost a lot， but we have no other choice.
Magda: Mr. Shadow was also involved. You paid such a price... Has Sulla Forest regained its balance now?
Xavier: Only half restored... The sun is running normally. But the moon has not. Now it rises and sets with the sun.
Magda: This sounds really abnormal， but you can no longer solve the problem by sacrificing your soul!
Xavier: Sorry... for my inconsideration.
Magda: I'm sorry. I'm not blaming you.
Xavier: It's okay， Lady Ellenstein. I just don't know what to say when I see your panic
Magda: You just fainted so suddenly. Everyone worries about you! What should we do... about the moon?
Xavier: I'm afraid that we can’t count on the power of magic to restore the moon anymore. We may have to start from the interior of Sulla Forest.
Magda: Interior of Sulla Forest.
Xavier: I’m in the Spire all the time， so don't know what's wrong and how serious the problem is in Sulla Forest.
Magda: Hmm... We don't know what's going on at the front either.
Xavier: Well， for most people， war is just the lasting unrest.
Magda: Yes， but how to solve it... Is it possible for us to solve the problem that the sun and the moon rise at the same time?
Xavier: I’ll go to Sulla Forest and find out tomorrow.
Magda: Eh， is it okay for you to leave the Spire?
Xavier: Don’t worry. Lou got this.
Xavier: Maybe Sulla Forest has something to do with the disappearance of Shadow. He's noisy though， I’m not used to his leaving.
Magda: Yes， Mr. Shadow talks much， but he has strong power and can help you.
Xavier: And I can feel that without Shadow， I seem to gradually lose my power... But this loss is controllable， which makes me confused.
Magda: I will go with you.
Xavier: What?
Magda: Mr. Shadow has left now and Lady Bavlenka needs to stay at the Spire. I cannot let you go alone...
Xavier: It's really inappropriate for a lady to accompany me to such a dangerous place... No one knows what's in Sulla Forest.
Magda: Don't worry， I won't hold you back. I've been trained the martial arts master! I may not be good at magic， but I can protect myself.
Xavier: I’ll protect you， Lady Ellenstein.
Narrator: (Xavier， accompanied by you， embarked on a journey to Sulla Forest to find a way to restore order...)
Narrator: (Finally， you fished out a crescent moon in a spring， which emitted a silent glow in Xavier's palm... This faint moonlight reminded you of an evening after the rain...)
Narrator: (The rebuilt balance gradually restored Sullas’ reason. After that， humans and Sullas built a magic Church in charge of the sun and the moon on the edge of the forest...)
Narrator: (The war finally went out， and peace returned to the world...)
See Story Chat 7
**Let me check first**
Magda: Let me see. Why did Mr. Xavier wear so much?! How to listen to the heartbeat...
Little Apprentice: What， what are you doing! What are you doing to Mr. Xavier!
Magda: ...Just doing CPR!
Little Apprentice: Don't touch Mr. Xavier! How can you do such a thing when he faints?!
Magda: ...???
Magda: You got me wrong， Eland? Listen to me. I just want to hear Mr. Xavier's heartbeat!
Little Apprentice: Get out! I don’t need you to save him!
—
Narrator: You caused a misunderstanding because of your extreme behavior. Eland drove you out of the Spire with a magic broom. Please start again.
[End]
**Lobby the Senate**
Magda: I need to check with the Senate... I'm sure they won't stand by.
Maid: Are you going to the Senate... I'll get prepared right now!
Magda: I need to prepare some proposals， or they will think I'm being exaggerating.
Noble A: Ladies and gentlemen， the subject of the Senate this time is till the Sulla War. I think at this moment， the madness of Sullas has jeopardized the interests of Finsel. What say of you?
Noble B: So what is the Spire doing? We don't hire those mages to set off fireworks. How couldn't they even beat mere Sullas?
Lady B: Right， and the Knights. After all this time， what else did they do but ask us for money?
Noble A: Then let's come forward with some proposals. Pure talking is not the solution...
Magda: I have a proposal that I hope you can look!
Noble A: Oh? Lady Ellenstein， you've brought a proposal? What is it about?
Magda: It's about...
**The troop of the Spire**
Magda: It's about collecting magic materials. I want to form a troop of mages for the Spire. The power of magic will help us win the war.
Noble A: Sounds like a good idea. Why don't you give it a try? Since we don't know anything about magic materials.
Magda: Okay， leave it to me!
—
Magda: So... Where should we find leaves that haven't been lit by the moon? And what is this Lingering Grass powder?
Little Apprentice: I told me， the powder can only be found on the cliff east of the forest on autumn nights. Are you listening to me or not?
Little Apprentice: Also， don't put your hand next to the universal solvent. It's corrosive...
Magda: magic materials... They are too complicated!
Little Apprentice: To outsiders like you. But you can study here.
—
Narrator: Knowing nothing about magical materials and overwhelmed by various natures， you didn't help at all.
[End]
**The private troops of nobles**
Magda: I suggest we forcibly take the private troops of the nobles for use， so that we can have more strength and...
Noble A: Objection.
Noble B: Lady Ellenstein， you can keep quiet if you don't have good proposals. No one wants a stupid proposal like this， all right?
Magda: Well...
Noble A: Sometimes I wonder how these stupid ideas make their way into your head... It's really hard to understand.
Noble B: Yes， please don't mention that proposal ever again. It benefits none.
Magda: I'm sorry...
—
Narrator: The proposal you made severely affected the existing benefits of the nobles and was unanimously rejected. You didn't help.
**Civilian soldiers**
Magda: I think it's necessary to recognize the civilian soldiers. They've fought as hard as the Knights.
Magda: And because of them， civilians can help each other， and we can have the hope for victory.
Noble A: ...
Noble B: Lady Ellenstein， I don't think this is the right time for you to care about those civilians.
Noble B: This is not a meeting for civilians. What a bummer!
Magda: Well... But as you all know， civilians are the very important pillar of Finsel. They are the majority of the population and an integral part of us.
Noble A: Ahem， if there is no other proposal， the meeting is over. And if you have any new thoughts for next week's meeting， feel free to come forward.
Magda: ...
Noble A: The meeting is over. It's not safe out there on the streets. Please be careful.
Barris: Your proposal was rejected， Lady Ellenstein.
Magda: Well， as you can see， yes.
Barris: I have some questions for you... And I ask as an individual， of course.
Magda: Eh? Lord Sakan， please go ahead.
Barris: As a noble， why do you care about the lives of civilians?
Magda: Eh... Well， it may be hard to believe， but some of my friends are civilians， and they've told me a lot about civilians.
Magda: But now if you go to any place where the civilians live， you can see their lives... have been turned upside down by the war.
Barris: What you said is really surprising.
Magda: Sorry， this may sound blunt， but Finsel can't abandon civilians.
Barris: I agree with you on this.
Magda: Eh?
Barris: There are far more civilians than nobles in Finsel， and they are an important pillar for the city.
Magda: Yes... It's just that the Senate seems to hate talking about them.
Barris: Do you mind giving me this proposal?
Magda: What do you need it for?
Barris: I'll polish it in a way that the Senate can accept before handing it in， and make them value the power of civilians..
Magda: Never thought you'd help...
Barris: Do I look like an ossified person to you?
Magda: No， not at all! I'm just a bit surprised!
Barris: I'll send someone to tell you if there's any news.
Magda: Okay， I am so relieved to have your help. Thank you， Lord Sakan.
Barris: My pleasure， Lady Ellenstein.
—
Narrator: With Barris' secret help， your proposal was accepted. The nobles and civilians united to fight against Sullas.
Narrator: The war soon ended with Finsel winning， and the Senate and Sullas signed a peace agreement which would bring peace between the two parties for a century.
Narrator: On this day of national celebration， the streets are teemed with joy. On an ordinary morning， someone came to your house.
—
Magda: Eh， who's it?
Barris: Lady Ellenstein， sorry to bother you. It's me， Barris Sakan.
Magda: Good morning， Lord Sakan. What can I do for you?
Barris: Sorry for dropping by uninvited， and I beg your pardon.
Magda: Oh， never mind. If you have something urgent， just come to me directly.
Barris: Well， thank you. The thing is...
Barris: I've reflected a lot since last proposal. As nobles， we stand at the top of the city， where what can be seen by us is very limited.
Magda: Yes， because people tend to stand on other people's shoulders.
Barris: But we still know very little about the world even after seeing the underclass of Finsel. The world is so big， and Finsel is just a small city in it.
Magda: Yes， many people have never left Finsel. What's worse， most of the nobles have never left the upper town.
Barris: So... I want to see the cities outside， to know the customs of other them， and their laws and rules.
Magda: You mean... you want to go on a study tour?
Barris: Yes， I wonder if you are also... interested in other cities?
Barris: I want to know if you'd like to leave Finsel with me and go somewhere else
Magda: Leaving Finsel for a study tour...
Barris: Sorry for the whim of mine. Maybe it's improper to ask a lady this.
Magda: Okay， Lord Sakan， I want to see the world outside， too. After all... Balls are small， and one's life shouldn't be confined by them only.
Barris: You would really do that for me? Really? You think so?
Magda: Of course. And it must be lonely to travel alone. It would be nice to have a companion.
Barris: Yes， you're right. The road of life is so long. It's good to have a companion.
Magda: I beg your pardon?
Barris: Nothing， Lady Ellenstein. I'll be ready. You won't have to wait too long.
Magda: Great， Lord Sakan， I'm looking forward!
See Story Chat 8
**The monopoly of goods**
Magda: I think it's war time now， and it is difficult for people to buy daily goods， which has severely affected their life， so we should stop the monopoly of important goods.
Noble A: Objection.
Noble B: Lady Ellenstein， you can keep quiet if you don't have good proposals. No one wants a stupid proposal like this， all right?
Magda: Well...
Noble A: Sometimes I wonder how these stupid ideas make their way into your head... It's really hard to understand.
Noble B: Yes， please don't mention that proposal ever again. It benefits none.
Magda: I'm sorry...
—
Narrator: The proposal you made severely affected the existing benefits of the nobles and was unanimously rejected. You didn't help.
**Have a peace talk with Sulla**
Magda: But the Senate didn't do anything. They didn't send anyone to talk.
Magda: Perhaps a peace talk with the Queen of Sullas will stop this war.
Magda: The lack of communication can lead to many misunderstandings. I'm going to ask the Senate.
Noble A: You mean you are going to the Sulla Forest for a peace talk?
Magda: Yes， I want to... talk to the Sulla Queen on behalf of Finsel. That might end the war.
Noble A: You've lost your mind! Don't you know that going to the Sulla Forest now is to die?
Noble A: Even the mages can't withstand Sullas' direct attack!
Magda: I， I'd like to give it a try...
Noble A: You're not the only one who's been driven mad by war! You can go if you want. What it takes the Senate is just a letter. But are you really sure about this?
Magda: I want to stop the war with my power， not cover my ears with pillows at home.
Noble A: ...I don't understand you!
—
Magda: Having said that， this is the first time I've ever left Finsel...
Magda: Even with a map， it's hard to navigate a real forest.
Civilian woman: So I'll take you to the edge of the Sulla Forest. I know this area quite well!
Magda: Thank you， Miss Guide.
Civilian woman: But the Sulla Forest is really dangerous. Do you really want to go?
Magda: Yes， I do. This war happened so suddenly... And the Sullas seem totally lost in the war.
Magda: But everyone knows that Sullas are not warlike creatures. They and Finsel had been in peace for quite a long time.
Magda: They even sent ambassadors to Finsel for communication. Why did they start to hate Finsel all of a sudden?
Civilian woman: Yeah， some of the Sullas even used to do business with borderers like us.
Civilian woman: And then with unknown reason， the Sullas hadn't been in this town for a long time， and then the war started...
Magda: I don't understand either. I hope I can figure it out with my trip to the Sulla Forest.
Civilian woman: Lady Ellenstein， I will be patrolling the border every day and waiting for your good news.
Magda: Okay， thank you. I need to walk the rest of the way on my own.
Civilian woman: May Sky Goddess bless you， Lady Ellenstein.
—
Magda: The trees here are so lush， even the sunlight can't get through...
Magda: This place is not on the map... What the compass points should be the right direction.
Magda: The fog is so heavy. Am I lost? Which way should I go...
**Go left**
Magda: Since the compass is still functioning， moving forward should be the right choice...I guess. Oh， no， I'm really lost. What should I do?
**Keep moving forward**
Magda: The tree is so giant. Looks like hundreds of years old. I've never seen one like this in Finsel.
Magda: It's quite a long walk. Maybe I should have a rest. It looks very quiet and safe here.
Magda: Um... I'm sleepy as soon as I sit down.
Voice in Dream?: Who are you， and why did you sneak into the Rime Forest?
Magda: Who... is talking to me?
Voice in Dream?: You'd better be able to answer that， or this forest will be your burial place.
Magda: Wha， what? I am just passing by... Is this a dream? I thought I already fell asleep.
Voice in Dream?: Does it really matter to you whether this is a dream or not?
Magda: I can't get to the Sulla Forest if I'm trapped in a dream!
Voice in Dream?: Why do you want to go to the Sulla Forest?
Magda: I'd like to talk to the Sulla Queen about why they waged war against Finsel for no reason and displaced everyone...
Voice in Dream?: You are from... Finsel?
Magda: Yeah， I'm an envoy of the Senate in Finsel， and I've brought the peace agreement with me. Eh... where is it?
Voice in Dream?: You're the Senate's envoy for a peace talk? A young lady who looks like a noble... You know what a peace talk is?
Magda: Mr. Mysterious， if you're going to judge me by my look， shouldn't you at least let me know who you are?
Voice in Dream?: Alright， as you wish.
Magda: Ouch... My head hurts! Wait a minute， so I was really in a dream!
Person of dream?: Of course， a kitten who broke into the forbidden zone needs to be punished.
Magda: Wow， you are the voice from my dream... Who are you?
Person of dream: You want to know my identity so bad? And knowing it won't do you any good. If you're really just passing by， you can go now.
Magda: ...
Person of dream: Why are you still hesitating?
Magda: Do you know how can I get to the depths of the Sulla Forest? If you can tell me， I'll leave at once... from this forbidden zone.
Person of dream: This is the Rime Forest， not the Sulla Forest.
Magda: But this forest is not on the map...
Person of dream: We're not far from the Sulla Forest， except that there is a barrier between the two forests that stops anyone from passing.
Magda: ...Then how did I get in here?
Person of dream: Yeah， I want to ask you the same question.
Magda: And how am I supposed to get out of here?
Person of dream: If the Rime Forest is willing to let you go， all you have to do is walk out. But in my opinion...
Magda: What?
Person of dream: The Rime Forest doesn't seem to want you to leave.
Magda: But how do you know what the forest is thinking? Does it really have its own mind?
Person of dream: You do like asking questions， curious strayer.
Magda: But this forest is really strange. It's not on the map， and I've never heard of it before. And... Why are you here? And who are you exactly?
Person of dream: I'm Black Glove， the guardian of the forbidden zone.
Magda: Guardian of the forbidden zone...
Black Glove: You think it's strange? Guardian of the forest?
Magda: Why do you need to guard a forest? To keep the trees from being cut down?
Black Glove: Of course not. The guardian exists because of this sacred tree in the Rime Forest. It can fulfill wishes - any wishes. And I am trapped here because the curse of the magic sword.
Magda: ...?
Black Glove: As long as you are recognized by the Rime Forest， everything you want can come true.
Magda: Including... ending the war?
Black Glove: Of course.
Magda: ...Then what should I do to be recognized by the sacred tree?
Black Glove: You want to get its recognition? That won't be easy.
Black Glove: You can try to put your hand on its trunk. But I won't catch you if it bounces you away.
Magda: I will give it a shot...
Magda: Eh? These leaves are glowing...
Black Glove: I'm Black Glove， the one cursed by the magic sword and the guardian of the forbidden zone. Greetings， Your Majesty the Rime Queen.
Magda: Eh?!
Black Glove: I don't think you need to look for the Sulla Queen anymore， Your Majesty. The strength in your body should start to recover now. Once you have mastered the source of the sacred tree， it will fulfill any wishes you have.
Magda: Really? Somehow it feels a bit reckless.
Black Glove: Not at all.
Magda: Just like this? Touching the tree? No need to pay any price?
Black Glove: If you must do something to feel good， you can lift the curse for me when your strength is fully restored.
Magda: Okay... But I must tell you that I have been myself since I was born... Well， this sounds weird， but I'm not the Rime Queen.
Black Glove: You may think whatever you like， Your Majesty.
Narrator: (Just like that， you used the power of the sacred tree to stop the war and bring Finsel back to its former peace and prosperity. After that...)
See Story Chat 9
**Step back**
Magda: Ahhhhhhh， why is there a pit all of a sudden...
Magda: Help! I am going to fall!
—
Narrator: You fell into a bottomless pit. Please try again.
[End]
**Call for help**
Magda: What， help! Somebody， help me --
Mystic Sulla: ...
Mystic Sulla: Why are you here? Are you all right， young lady?
Magda: No， I'm not! Can you pull me out of here! I don't know why， but I fell off!
Mystic Sulla: Just a moment. I'll carry you up...
Magda: Wow， are those Sulla wings?!
Mystic Sulla: Are you alright? How should I address you? Lady...?
Magda: I'm Magda， Finsel's envoy to talk with the Sulla Queen.
Mystic Sulla: So... You are the envoy.
Magda: Sorry， I must look terrible， but I have the peace agreement with me. You can have a look if you don't believe me.
Basim: That won't be necessary. You can call me Basim. I'm just passing by...
Magda: You are so kind， Mr. Basim...
Basim: You are welcome， Lady Magda.
Magda: Since you are a Sulla... You must know how to get into the depths of the Sulla Forest. I'd like to talk to the Queen.
Basim: You mean Her Majesty?
Magda: Sorry， is this too abrupt?
Basim: It's okay. Since you're not dangerous， I can take you there. You look quite... kind.
Magda: I just don't want the war between Finsel and Sullas to go on.
Basim: Maybe it's time for this war of unknown reason to stop.
—
Narrator: You met a kind Sulla. He took you to the Queen.
Narrator: Then the war ended， but you never came back to Finsel again. Finsel people occasionally tell your story， which is one full of courage and wisdom.
**Go right**
Magda: I'm completely lost. The fog is getting thicker.
Magda: Maybe I should go back to where I was. I'll see where I am when the fog clears.
[Return]
**Move forward**
Magda: I'm completely lost. The fog is getting thicker.
Magda: Maybe I should go back to where I was. I'll see where I am when the fog clears.
[Return]
**Stay put**
Magda: Or perhaps... I should take a rest here. My feet are a little sore.
Magda: Well， after one hour of rest， I feel much better now. But the fog is still thick. I can't see things far away.
[Return]
**rent an expensive one**
Magda: The white dress is too plain， but I don’t have much money. It is said that dresses can be rented in some shops in Finsel.
Magda: It shouldn't matter if I rent a dress that I only wear for once.
Magda: This is the ball? So many people are here. They all are wearing gorgeous dresses with a glass of wine in their hands.
Magda: No one seems to care about me. Should I talk to someone or get something to eat...
Lady A: Hey， look at her. Does the dress she's wearing look familiar?
Lady B: Ah... Isn't the dress that Duchess Gretel wore five years ago?
Lady A: I knew a young girl can’t afford such a gorgeous dress.
Lady B: Right， the diamond rubbed off is still missing there...
Lady A: I heard that the Duchess said she couldn’t find a same diamond， so she sold it to a store for display.
Lady B: So she rented it? How can the shops do this now? It's so funny to rent a dress.
Lady A: It seems she has no money to buy one. Poor girl.
Magda: ...
Magda: It’s so embarrassing...
Magda: Anyway， I’ll leave first. How can they find where the dress came from...
—
Narrator: After that， wherever you went， those ridicules went with you.
Narrator: Have to start over again. You think.
[End]
**won’t attend**
Magda: Ball? I've had enough!
Magda: Better lie at home than go to the ball.
Narrator: Someone sighed and said， "as you wish".
[End]
**Refuse**
Narrator: You refused， so you struggled in the slums and finally grew up.
Narrator: One day you are idling around in the slum. Which direction are you going to go?
**Go straight**
Civilian man: Hahaha， where did you come from? Hand over you money， quickly!
Magda: This， this is a robbery?! (What should I do?)
**Beat him**
**Outcome A**
Magda: I won?!
Magda: You are too weak. How can you guys rob others?
Civilian man: How can a girl being so strong... Incredible!
Magda: Who did you rob? Did you rob others of their money?!
Civilian man: I see! I see! I’ll give you it all!
Magda: I have to return the money to the owner. You go to the department of Guardsmen with me.
Civilian man: You have all the money. Why still take me to those Guardsmen?
Magda: What if you go back and rob others?
Civilian man: What’s wrong with you! Just take the money and go!
Magda: Go or not?
Civilian man: All right， all right， you are the boss!
—
Narrator: You were rewarded by the Guardsmen. After joining them， you spent your life as a slum patrol officer.
[End]
**Outcome B**
Magda: No， he has a weapon in his hand...
Civilian man: Your money or your life? Pick one!
Magda: But I don't have much money
Civilian man: I won’t mind. Just take out!
Civilian man: Tsk tsk... It’s not enough to buy a potato!
Magda: I have no money， mister...
Civilian man: You seemed like a capable one. Why don't you join me? I won’t let you starve.
Magda: Well...
Civilian man: What are you hesitating about? Then you can just starve to death!
Magda: I’m in!
—
Narrator: You joined an unknown gang in the slum. One day， you disappeared in Sulla War and no one ever saw you again.
[End]
**Give him your money**
**Outcome A**
Magda: Maybe I should give him the money. I don't any trouble.
Civilian man: Smart choice of you.
Magda: I got no money left... And the landlord just kicked me out. Looks like I will have to sleep on the street today.
—
Magda: I want to have dreams. I can have everything in the dreams. Maybe I should have a sleep first.
—
Cute little tailor: Magda， Magda， we have a new order. Do you think what clothes we should sell to get a three-flower?
Magda: What， a new order? Let me see. where did I put the three-flower guidebook?!
Cute little tailor: As long as we get the three-flower guidebook， we'll get a lot of gold coins and extra inspiration bonus! Wow， Diane is so excited!
Magda: Let me see... I will definitely get a three-flower this time...! I'm the best merchant in Finsel!
Department Store Manager: Who are you? Why are you in my office? Somebody! Get this girl out of here-
Magda: Ah， wait! I'm the one who... Eh... Me? I'm not... I'm...
[End]
**Outcome B**
Magda: Well， I don't want any trouble. And it doesn't look like I can beat him... I'd rather not get a beating.
Passing Maid: Wait...
Magda: Who is she? So good at throwing darts!
Civilian man: Spare my life， please! I won't do that again. Put this knife away! My hair...!
Passing Maid: My.
Passing Maid: You don't know who owns this place?
Civilian man: I'm， I'm new here... I didn't know you were the legendary...
Passing Maid: Now you know. Piss off.
Civilian man: Eh， can't I work for you...?
Passing Maid: Way!
Magda: Wait， a maid who can throw darts? And she saved me...?
Passing Maid: Are you alright?
Magda: Yeah， and thank you. These are the only coins I have left...
Passing Maid: I could use an extra hand at my place. Do you want to come?
Magda: What is your place?
Passing Maid: Just an organization for poor homeless girls， where you can learn some skills and make a living as a maid.
Magda: Amazing... Do maid skills include throwing darts?
Passing Maid: I can teach you if you want to learn! Somehow I found you familiar at first sight... Maybe this is fate!
—
Narrator: You were saved by a maid named Viviane， and you joined her organization which offered shelter and food for you. Later， you and her left Finsel as the Sulla War broke out， and you were never heard from again.
[End]
**Run away**
**Outcome A**
Magda: A wise person knows when to retreat. See you.
Magda: Luckily， an Oren gave me two new smoke bombs the other day. I can try them out!
Civilian man: Ahem... \*Cough\* What is this?! I can't see anything. Ahem...
Civilian man: Damn， she ran away.
—
Magda: Phew... I made it...
Magda: The smoke bomb lasts about 30 seconds with medium density. Maybe it will wok better by adding some lacrimator power?
Magda: I should tell this to that Oren the next time I see her.
Oren who makes bombs: Ah， you mean me? Tell me what?
Magda: I got stopped by some robbers on my way. Phew， luckily I had your smoke bombs.
Oren who makes bombs: Heh heh， that's right. Bombs can solve everything!! Bombs are the best!
Oren who makes bombs: Coco likes to enforce justice!
Magda: But about the effect of the smoke bombs， there seems to be some room for improvement. Let me tell you...
Oren who makes bombs: Well， I see. Got it!
Oren who makes bombs: Lady， Coco really likes you! Do you want to make bombs with Coco?
Magda: Hm...
—
Narrator: So， you and the bomb enthusiast became the biggest arms dealers in Finsel. You two made a lot of money just before the war broke out， and left Finsel at the moment of chaos...
[End]
**Outcome B**
Magda: I'd better run if I can't beat them...
Magda: Phew... Luckily I'm used to running， and I'm familiar with this area. See you.
Magda: ?!

Narrator: You fell into a sewer when you ran away， and passed out.
Killer?: Another 10 gold coins in my pocket... Maybe I can buy an invitation to a ball which Lady Ellenstein will attend.
Narrator: You seemingly heard the sound of a sack falling into water... and someone talking. But then you passed out again.
**Turn left**
Magda: I haven't eaten for three days. I'm so hungry. The Bunny Pie Shop is ahead.
Magda: You are thinking...
**Do you hire a maid?**
Magda: I should ask the shopkeeper if he wants a maid， so that I can eat.
Magda: Excuse me， mister... Do you hire maids here?
Noble C: There's no shortage of people， but if you want a job... Fine!
Magda: What， that's great!
Magda: Will I come tomorrow?
Noble C: Sure.
—
Magda: Freshly roasted Pretzels and wholemeal~
Magda: Sir， take a look. Try some.
Pink Passerby: It's suitable for you to wear a maid's dress.
Magda: Sorry， sir?
Pink Passerby: I said， are you interested in being a noble lady and approaching Duke Bavlenka.
Magda: ...A strange one. What are you talking about?
Pink Passerby: Haha， it’s good to see you wearing maid clothes every day.
Magda: ...
Narrator: So you worked in Bunny Pie Shop all your life. A childe in pink would come to buy bread sometimes. You felt he's annoying， but you couldn’t do anything about it.
Narrator: In this way， time flied， and you spent your life as a civilian.
[End]
**Steal some**
Magda: I have to eat!
Noble C: Hey， you are stealing!
Magda: Oops， spotted!
???: Little girl， how dare you...
Magda: You， you are...
—
???: All right， that's it.
Magda: Hu... Thank you， thank you... May I have your name， please?
Passing Bandit: Just a thief. But since we met， do you want to learn some tricks?
Magda: Learn some what tricks...
Passing Bandit: Tricks to make money.
Magda: You mean， you know how to make money?
Passing Bandit: Sure， would you like to try? It’s free of charge if you can’t get it.
Magda: Please just tell me what the tricks are.
Passing Bandit: Then come with me and I’ll show you what it's like to be rich.
—
Narrator: You went with the mysterious thief and became a legendary thief couple with him. You had no worries about food and clothing anymore.
[End]
**It's so delicious**
Magda: Forget it， I’m principled... Let me find another way to fill my stomach.
—
Narrator: For your self-esteem， you didn't steal the food in the bakery， but the world is cruel!
Narrator: Before you fell asleep， you dreamed that you lived in a gorgeous house with your mother. You could even eat an apple， a muffin and a small piece of cake every day.
Narrator: But it was just a dream. Your life ended in hunger.
[End]

### Story Chat 3

Magda: I'd like to experience magic.

Magical Creatures: Interesting. Do you know what curses and terrors are there behind the power of the mage family?

Magda: I have many friends who are mages. Perhaps I can understand them better by experiencing this.

Magical Creatures: A noble thought. Then... let's get started.

Magda: How? Am I supposed to go through a dark cave? Or some sort of mist...

Magical Creatures: All it takes is a magic spell.

Narrator: In this ancient family， powerful magical power is passed down from generation to generation through bloodline.

Narrator: But finally， the greed of someone triumphed the family commandments. He asked the forbidden power for knowledge beyond his capacity...

Narrator: On that night， the moon opened its eyes. Stars were outshone by cold blue light.

Narrator: Every mage in the family was turned into the magic book of the one spell they desired most.

Purple Robe Mage: ...Then many years later， our great ancestor and many fellow adventurers lifted the curse on the library...

Magda: Are they the statues at the door?

Purple Robe Mage: Yes， in the library， they found the spell that defeated the demons from beneath the ground and ended the “Catastrophe of Falling“ two hundred years ago.

Magda: Great! So all those forbidden spells are still kept in this library! I want to see them now!

Purple Robe Mage: ...Yes， you can go through them as you like. It's our family privilege. Actually， there are still undiscovered spell books hiding in the library due to the remaining effect of the curse.

Magda: ...Is it really okay? It feels a bit dangerous.

Purple Robe Mage: Well， most of the spells recorded here are actually useless.

Magda: Why!? Didn't that mage from 500 years ago sacrificed the souls of the entire family to get those forbidden spells?

Purple Robe Mage: Spells from 500 years ago are long out-of-date today， or have been integrated into other more effective spells.

Purple Robe Mage: For example， the evil-expelling spell you learn has targeted the weaknesses of dozens of common demons， including the "underground demons". So， there is no need to specially learn ancient spells.

Magda: Ah， well...

Purple Robe Mage: So， the goal of this summer internship is to find ancient spells in the library， compare them to modern ones， and analyze precedent mages' thinking on the modification of spells.

Purple Robe Mage: Good luck. It's more likely to score higher if you choose unpopular spells.

Magda: So all this is a "trap"...

Narrator: So， the talented young female mage stayed in the library to study the secret of ancient spells...

Magda: ...Um， just a bunch of useless spells... Or the ones with way too severe side-effects.

Magda: Were ancient mages actually so miserable?

Talking Book: You are quite cocky， little girl.

Magda: Ah， the ghost of an ancient mage.

Magda: It's one of the mages who were turned into books... Let me see. Where is it...

Talking Book: I'm here - on the fourth layer of the third shelf on your left.

Talking Book: Between Domination of the Mushroom Realm and Power of Dressing.

Magda: What kind of mage would turn into a book about mushrooms...

Talking Book: He was a good boy， spending his entire life collecting rare fungi and spores... But you'd better remove it from me. It smells.

Magda: The book possessed by this ghost... It shows no name on the cover.

Magda: I'd better be cautious...

Magda: What kind of book did you turn into in the end， sir?

Talking Book: How could... I know? I spent my entire life seeking - women， men， wars， art... Why don't you open the book and tell me what you see， little girl.

Talking Book: With you doing that， maybe I can figure out what I had been seeking for...

**Open it**
See Story Chat 3.1
**Pick another book**
Magda: The mage's ghost sounds quite dangerous. I'd better find another book...
See Story Chat 3.2

### Story Chat 3.1

Magda: Poor mage... Let me take a look at you.

Dark Shadow: Stupid little girl! I am free now. Just like the prophecy said!

Dark Shadow: The age of iron and blood， war and death is upon us!

Dark Shadow: And you will have the honor of being my new vessel and befalling the world with me!

**Seal him**
Magda: I need to seal this stupid ghost back into the spell book...
Dark Shadow: Idiot! I've already destroyed that book! You have no chance...
Magda: Then I will use another spell book...
**Domination of the Mushroom Realm**
Magda: Evil spirit， enter this Domination of the Mushroom Realm and rest!
Dark Shadow: I HATE MUSHROOOOOMS!
Magda: Okay， now you can stay put in this book.
**Power of Dressing**
Magda: Evil spirit， enter this Power of Dressing and rest!
Dark Shadow: I， I hate all the attributes besides coolness and being sexy!
Magda: Okay， now you can stay put in this book.
**Grab a random one**
Magda: Evil spirit， enter this... Oh， let me see...
Enter The Prodigal Mage... Well， maybe this is not “rest in peace“， but you'd better enter it anyway!
Dark Shadow: This place... is full of chaos... I...
Magda: To be honest， I also think it's cruel to be imprisoned in a book like this...
Magda: I will ask my mentor to seal you completely once I finish my homework.
Dark Shadow: No， you can't leave me here... Take me... with you...
Magda: What good will that do me?
**Accept him**
Magda: Oh， okay， you can possess me. Then we can conquer the world together!
Dark Shadow: Wise choice， little girl， heh heh heh... Don't worry. I'll make good use of your body， enjoying all the luxuries and...
Magda: It's a bit chilly when being possessed... Kinda feels like having the headache caused by lack of sleep... So this is all you got?
Dark Shadow: Wait! Why can't I control your soul? Let me go!
Magda: Sorry， but all the mages in the family have begun to get vaccinated against ghosts and evil since 50 years ago...
Magda: According to the articles of dark arts defense， as long as I continue to meditate now， you will get dissolved inside me... And after two sunsets， you will become harmless magic and be discharged together with my urine.
Dark Shadow: ...Ahhhhhhh!
**Finish him off**
Magda: Well， poor soul， die now and rest in peace. I will quicken the purging of you with this light spell.
Magda: Aside from a bit wanting to use the toilet， I feel nothing...
Magda: I'd better pick another book...
See Story Chat 3.2
**Spare his life**
Magda: What will you give me in return if I let you possess me?
**Destroy him**
Magda: Achron， Mauss， Camulacic... "The Spell of Annihilating the Ghosts"
Dark Shadow: No! This can't be!
Magda: So it's true. Ancient ghosts are totally vulnerable to modern ghost-killing spells.
Magda: I'd better pick another book...
See Story Chat 3.2
Dark Shadow: The time of chaos is upon us， and I can see the threads of turbulent destinies. Trust me， Lady Archmage， this ability of mine can be very useful...

Magda: Then， I will evaluate you based on your next suggestion.

Dark Shadow: My suggestion is that we leave now!

Dark Shadow: Soon， a war will break out and the traffic will be cut out. And this place will be the target of Sullas' attack!

Magda: Sullas? How come? Aren't they supposed to be peace lovers?

Dark Shadow: It's predestined future.

Magda: Don't even try to fool me. We'll find out soon...

—

Narrator: The war really broke up very quickly.

Narrator: And the ghost in the book could really foretell many details of this disaster. Under his guide， the little witch managed to avoid most of the war and go back to her city.

—

Magda: Phew... It's refugees， destruction and robbers who fish in muddy waters everywhere.

Magda: But， you've proven your value， Mr. Ghost.

Dark Shadow: Lassie， you can thank me and then set me free.

Magda: Not time yet. Tell me more about the war.

Dark Shadow: What do you want? You're also interested in this war?

Magda: We've avoided the dangers， but I've also seen many innocent people who suffer in the war... I want to use my own power... and your knowledge...

Magda: To end this war.

Dark Shadow: Interesting thought... But you are just an ordinary little witch， and I'm a ghost.

Dark Shadow: If you tell anyone else about this， I'll be doomed.

Magda: You're dead already.

Dark Shadow: My will is eternal!

Magda: ...Then why don't use your eternal will to do something meaningful， Mr. Ghost?

Magda: Or， am I asking too much of a rotten soul?

Dark Shadow: Lassie， you got me. But I'm not the one who should be really worried.

Dark Shadow: Destiny suggests that there are four paths that might end the war.

Dark Shadow: The first is the path of victory， where someone needs to make self-sacrifice to win a battle...

Dark Shadow: The second is the path of puzzle， where mankind may win by solving the magic of Sullas， only that the cost could be lives.

Dark Shadow: The third one... Well， this one works in theory， where a leader could unite the entire mankind. I don't know if this is even possible.

Dark Shadow: Well... This last one is the path of recovery， where someone needs to enter the deepest of the ancient forest - where the Rime Court， a place beyond the reach Sullas， faes and ancient spirits， is located...

Dark Shadow: Even my prophecy can't see what it's like in that Court...

Dark Shadow: But， no matter how you chose， you can only obtain peace for one generation if the path succeeds.

Dark Shadow: Because the age of reform has come. I slept in the ancient book only to wait for its arrival， to seek power and honor in the great end...

Magda: Okay， I believe you. But I'll give it a shot anyway even for the peace that only lasts for decades.

Magda: Like my mentor said， magic is evolving over each generation. Even if I can only buy us the time of one generation， some new solution might still come up.

Dark Shadow: Well... Quite impressive speech. Then which path will you choose...

**The Path of Victory**
Magda: The other options seem way too mystic... And I know nothing about politics. But my mentor has taught me about the work to do in a war.
Magda: Let's head to the front line. I hope your prophecy can lead us to that significant battle...
Dark Shadow: No problem， little girl. The blood and fire at the battlefield are as shining as a lighthouse.
—
Narrator: So， the talented little witch went to the battlefield， where she became the bloom of hope to her allies and the nightmare to her enemies.
Narrator: Prophecies allow her to always arrive at the battlefield at crucial moments. One after another， victories are like gears snapping in with each other， setting the mechanics of destiny into running...
Magda: So this is it? This army is just a militia reconstituted from the Guardsmen...
Magda: I thought the tide-turning battle would be accomplished by at least an elite troop， such as the Knights of Lionheart...
Dark Shadow: Soon， both armies will gather here， but only this troop will reach the end of the battlefield.
Dark Shadow: There， a hero will kill the fallen general of the Sullas and end the war...And then he will die too.
Dark Shadow: It sounds okay. We just need to help them to the end. We don't need to die. Of course， it's still dangerous.
Magda: If I die， you die， so you better not drop the ball.
Dark Shadow: Lassie， I'm not going to die that easy. Besides， there are many corpses in the battlefield that I can possess. It's no big deal to become an undead. So， mind your own business.
Alan: How can I help you? Dear Lady Mage.
Magda: Ah， sorry， I was just thinking about something.
Alan: The battle will begin after sunrise. Could you please discuss the plan with us?
Magda: ...(He is the leader of the militia... And he is probably my age)
Magda: Today's battle will be particularly tough. But don't worry. I will use my magic to protect everyone.
Alan: This is just a side of the battlefield...
Magda: No， this is the main target of the enemy's attack... Listen to me...
Narrator: In the darkest hour before the dawn， the army of fallen Sullas launched a siege from our flank.
Narrator: However， out of their expectation， a militia came prepared. Under the cover of magic， the latter cut right into the heart of the Sulla army...
Alan: Everyone! Anyone?
Magda: Unbelievable. We've almost lost everyone. And the enemy began to retreat.
Dark Shadow: The masked one that kid killed was the leader of fallen Sullas... Their minds are connected together. Now all the Sullas across the battlefield have known about his death.
Magda: Who would have thought this kid had a blessed divine sword... That's the lost legacy of the Paladin...
Magda: Wait， there's a wave of dark magic over there... It's a Sulla assassin!
**Attack the assassin**
Magda: Lightning vortex!
Magda: I got him... No， the arrow he just shot...
Alan: The arrow...
Magda: Alan! Hang in there! I will heal you!
Dark Shadow: It's useless. It's a cursed arrow that corrodes souls! The curse can't be stopped until it sends at least one soul into the realm of dead.
Dark Shadow: An old and divine legacy defeated the enemy of mankind through an unknown boy's hand - maybe it's exactly the destiny's plan...
Magda: I... It's all my fault!
Magda: I could have... I... Boohoo!
Alan: Don't cry for me. You... saved countless people. You are the real hero here...
Narrator: The war was over. The girl gave up all her honors and rewards and began to travel with the relics of the boy.
Narrator: She followed the footsteps of the boy and helped those who once helped the boy.
Narrator: She treaded mountain villages and ancient ruins， and immersed herself in tomes， trying to solve the mystery of the boy's birth.
Narrator: Eventually， she took in many orphans and trained them， restoring an ancient legacy of the Paladin...
Narrator: Many years passed， and one day， she closed her eyes wearily.
Dark Shadow: Time to get up，. lassie.
Magda: Mr. Ghost， you are a holy spirit canonized by the Pope now. You can't be rude as you used to be.
Dark Shadow: I'm always me.
Dark Shadow: But if you don't go out now， you will miss their last prize for you.
Magda: Last prize... Oh... No wonder my skin is tender again... I am already dead， right?
Dark Shadow: Yes. No old lady would boss me around ever again!
Magda: ...Take good care of the children for me. After all， you are a holy spirit now.
Magda: You mean the Death? Hopefully he could give a lady some time to do her make up.
Alan: No need to hurry， Lady Ellenstein. I've waited 80 years. A little longer is okay.
Magda: Sir Alan!?
Alan: This is my last prize... Maybe because I saved the world or something. The gods promised me that I could have another wonderful long journey.
Alan: I thought maybe I could invite you to have that journey with me... So I waited for you a little bit.
Alan: And I want to thank you for what you did for the children!
Alan: Why， why are you not talking? I， I see. My invitation is too abrupt... I...
**Give him a hug**
Magda: Dear Sir Alan， this is the best prize for me. Let's hit the road.
Dark Shadow: So just like that， those two ungrateful ones left me alone and went for fun.
Dark Shadow: How about you try another timeline? Maybe I can have some fun too. This is not a suggestion. Try it! Now!
[End]
**Hold his hand**
Magda: Dear Sir Alan， this is the best prize for me. Let's hit the road.
Dark Shadow: So just like that， those two ungrateful ones left me alone and went for fun.
Dark Shadow: How about you try another timeline? Maybe I can have some fun too. This is not a suggestion. Try it! Now!
[End]
**Protect yourself**
Magda: Light shield up... No， wait! I'm not his target!
Alan: The arrow...
Magda: Alan! Hang in there! I will heal you!
Dark Shadow: It's useless. It's a cursed arrow that corrodes souls! The curse can't be stopped until it sends at least one soul into the realm of dead.
Dark Shadow: An old and divine legacy defeated the enemy of mankind through an unknown boy's hand - maybe it's exactly the destiny's plan...
Magda: I... It's all my fault!
Magda: I could have... I... Boohoo!
Alan: Don't cry for me. You... saved countless people. You are the real hero here...
Narrator: The war was over. The girl gave up all her honors and rewards and began to travel with the relics of the boy.
Narrator: She followed the footsteps of the boy and helped those who once helped the boy.
Narrator: She treaded mountain villages and ancient ruins， and immersed herself in tomes， trying to solve the mystery of the boy's birth.
Narrator: Eventually， she took in many orphans and trained them， restoring an ancient legacy of the Paladin...
Narrator: Many years passed， and one day， she closed her eyes wearily.
Dark Shadow: Time to get up，. lassie.
Magda: Mr. Ghost， you are a holy spirit canonized by the Pope now. You can't be rude as you used to be.
Dark Shadow: I'm always me.
Dark Shadow: But if you don't go out now， you will miss their last prize for you.
Magda: Last prize... Oh... No wonder my skin is tender again... I am already dead， right?
Dark Shadow: Yes. No old lady would boss me around ever again!
Magda: ...Take good care of the children for me. After all， you are a holy spirit now.
Magda: You mean the Death? Hopefully he could give a lady some time to do her make up.
Alan: No need to hurry， Lady Ellenstein. I've waited 80 years. A little longer is okay.
Magda: Sir Alan!?
Alan: This is my last prize... Maybe because I saved the world or something. The gods promised me that I could have another wonderful long journey.
Alan: I thought maybe I could invite you to have that journey with me... So I waited for you a little bit.
Alan: And I want to thank you for what you did for the children!
Alan: Why， why are you not talking? I， I see. My invitation is too abrupt... I...
**Give him a hug**
Magda: Dear Sir Alan， this is the best prize for me. Let's hit the road.
Dark Shadow: So just like that， those two ungrateful ones left me alone and went for fun.
Dark Shadow: How about you try another timeline? Maybe I can have some fun too. This is not a suggestion. Try it! Now!
[End]
**Hold his hand**
Magda: Dear Sir Alan， this is the best prize for me. Let's hit the road.
Dark Shadow: So just like that， those two ungrateful ones left me alone and went for fun.
Dark Shadow: How about you try another timeline? Maybe I can have some fun too. This is not a suggestion. Try it! Now!
[End]
**Protect Alan**
Magda: He is targeting Alan! So this is the sacrifice in that prophecy... No， this is not fair at all!
Dark Shadow: Chick! What are you doing?
Alan: Lady Mage!
Magda: I， I did it. Mr. Ghost， I've fulfilled your prophecy...
Dark Shadow: Idiot! Stupid women! How could you be so stubborn? It's a cursed arrow that corrodes souls! The curse can't be stopped until it sends at least one soul into the realm of dead!
Alan: Why did you do this for someone like me...
Magda: Maybe this is the price for peeping at destiny... I can't see anything else. My hero， hold me please... at my last moment.
Alan: No... No!!!
**If "Accept him" has not been chosen**
Narrator: The war ended. Alan became a hero who saved the world， but he didn't receive any title.
Narrator: He spent his entire life roaming the land， collecting stories about a mysterious witch.
Narrator: No one knew what he was looking for， but legend has it that a talking book had been with him till the end...
Dark Shadow: All right， this idiot ended up in a valley trying to save a kid. Now， I am in his backpack， rotting in a valley where there is nothing else but moss...
Dark Shadow: Go ahead and try another timeline! There should be some way I can have fun too! This is the order from Lord Black Shadow! Hurry up! Now!
[End]
**If "Accept him" has been chosen**
Dark Shadow: Helplessly stupid women， you won't die today.
Magda: ...Wait， Mr. Ghost... What... what are you doing?
Dark Shadow: As long as one soul enters the realm of the dead， the curse will stop...
Magda: Mr. Ghost!
Dark Shadow: I've had a great time being in you， even if you are stupid and always need my guidance.
Magda: I...
Alan: How come... The heart is beating again...! Help! Someone! We have a wounded person here!
Narrator: Someone beyond destiny made sacrifice. Both the girl and the boy survived and enjoyed the happy ending...
See Story Chat 6
**The Path of Puzzle**
Magda: Puzzles are my favorite. Let me try this. A real mage can handle any puzzles.
Dark Shadow: Great， you may try... to find Mr. Xavier at Spiral Spire.
Magda: You mean the great Mr. Xavier? I'm afraid he won't see me. Even my mentor won't be able to see him.
Dark Shadow: Right， after all， you're just an ordinary and not so good-looking little witch.
Magda: Who is perfect for a weak ghost with mediocre magic like you. You are welcome.
Dark Shadow: I could get Xavier to knock on your bedroom door in the middle of the night with only one week!
Magda: If you can do that， I'll call you the Great Lord Ghost from now on.
Dark Shadow: Well... Anyway， you go find an intern job in the λ-3 lab at the Spire...
—
Narrator: Under Black Shadow's guidance， Magda soon stood out in the magic lab. She suggested some theories about time magic that caught the attention of the Spire's high ranks...
Magda: I'm exhausted. I don't know if this lab's work can save the world. I am going to die of fatigue anyway.
Magda: Don't they know that mages need eight hours of sleep to restore their magic!?
Xavier: Is Lady Ellenstein here?
Magda: Wow! He's really here!
Dark Shadow: Call me the Great Lord Ghost now!
Magda: ...He didn't knock!
Xavier: ...Like I expected， someone is behind all your theories.
Xavier: Shadow beneath the surface of this world， reveal yourself...
**If "Accept him" has been chosen**
Xavier: How could this be? You are possessed by an evil spirit? And you are voluntary?
Xavier: You know， the Spiral Spire is having very important experiments for our war against Sullas. I can't allow schemes under my nose.
Magda: Wait， I can explain this! Well...
Dark Shadow: Stupid mage， none of those matters. What matters now is time - they hid something in time!
Xavier: ...That explains everything!
Magda: So... I'm not going to be arrested now， right?
Xavier: No， what you know is too important. You need to go to my lab right now... Don't come out here without my approval!
Narrator: So， Xavier has been working on the defense magic of Sullas - This spell makes the general of Sullas immortal， making him unbeatable in the battlefield...
Xavier: So it is true. The general of Sullas hid his heart and life in the forgotten time...
Magda: No wonder we can't locate his heart no matter how hard we do divination， even if we know he used this sort of spell.
Xavier: Without your guide， it may take us another month to get this clue.
Dark Shadow: Then you should be grateful to me! As a genius hundreds of years ahead of you， I've predicted all this long ago， and I shall rise in the reform of this age! Hahaha!
Magda: So， what should we do to break that spell? Is it true that he has no weaknesses?
Xavier: No magic is unbeatable in this world. Or should we say， the more powerful a spell is， the more likely it is to suffer from deadly limitations and weaknesses.
Xavier: According to my analysis， this spell has two obvious weaknesses:
Xavier: First， all it takes is an unknown warrior， armed with a weapon of historical origin， but completely forgotten by history， to penetrate this layer of defense.
Xavier: But the difficulty is...that no one can know about the history and specialty of the weapon， including the wielder himself.
Dark Shadow: That is true. There is such a warrior in the foretelling of destiny.
Magda: But we can't approach him or tell him anything， or it won't work?
Xavier: Correct. So we can't rely on it. It's completely luck.
Dark Shadow: I see. So back in that timeline in the battlefield， we won because of this. I finally understand now.
Magda: But now since we all know， that won't work any more?
Dark Shadow: Congratulations， you eliminated a correct answer first!
Magda: Then， what about the other way...
Xavier: The other way is more straightforward - since his heart and life are hidden in forgotten time， we just need to go there and destroy his heart.
Magda: Go to... the forgotten time. What kind of spell does that take?
Xavier: It is an ancient and primitive spell. We just need to summon a magical moon and use the phases of the moon to reflect the changes in time.
Dark Shadow: Stop talking nonsense! No mages have that much magic power!
Xavier: Oh? I do. By the way， your meditation is probably no better than Lady Ellenstein's， given your poor understanding of the limit of one's magic...
Dark Shadow: ...You! Why don't you just cast the spell instead of mocking me here! You big talker!
Xavier: The problem is， I can only open the entrance here. If I want to get back...
Xavier: You need an unforgettable beacon if you want to go back from forgotten time.
Magda: An unforgettable beacon... Like the relic of a god?
Xavier: Nothing in this world is unforgettable. Be it a god， a kingdom， or a grand deed.
Dark Shadow: So this is a suicide mission.
Dark Shadow: So who will do it? I guess if we recruit publicly， there will always be some glory-pursuing fools who are willing to go!
Xavier: ...But first， those who can't go back will be completely forgotten. They are gone for good. No glory will be left for them.
Magda: That's sad... It's even worse than death.
Xavier: Second， we can't let this go public right now. Otherwise， our casting of spell will be interfered if our enemy finds out and gets prepared.
Dark Shadow: Then you have to sacrifice for the world， mage!
Xavier: I don't fear death or being forgotten. But I need to perform the ritual here on this side. I can't teleport myself there...
Dark Shadow: Don't look at me! I'm just a ghost who has no arms or legs! I can't do it!
Magda: ...I will go.
Magda: (For now， only I can do this.)
Magda: I'm just an unknown little witch anyway. I won't have much to lose even if I'm forgotten by people.
Xavier: ...
Xavier: I will write your story down. Even if your name is erased by magic， your deeds and your story will be told by people...
Magda: It doesn't matter actually... But it's nice if I can leave some memory in your heart.
Narrator: So Mr. Xavier began his ritual...
Xavier: I am ready. I can open the path to the forgotten time at any moment.
Magda: Okay. Let me take a deep breath first...
Magda: By the way， the Great Mr. Ghost， you...
**Leave Black Shadow behind**
Magda: You should sat. You can stay with Mr. Xavier...
Xavier: I'll be kind to this ancient ghost， Lady Ellenstein. He kind of saved the world after all.
Dark Shadow: The thought that I'll have to be stuck with a boring silly brat like you makes me want to leave now!
Magda: All right， don't fight. You two just get along， okay?
Magda: Mr. Xavier， let's get started!
Xavier: Moon， the witness of time， I ask for your gaze as you gaze the past and to the future...
Xavier: After a thousand millenniums， you will still shine on the forgotten realm just like the way you shine on the present...
Magda: The entrance is open... Goodbye， Mr. Xavier， and goodbye， Mr. Ghost.
—
...
Dark Shadow: The timeline just changed! (Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing!?)
Xavier: ...What happened? I was performing a magical ritual?
Dark Shadow: Stupid mage， your body will be mine from now on!
Narrator: Legend has it that archmage Mr. Xavier lifted the spell of Sullas by making a pact with a dark spirit.
Narrator: With this feat， he became the youngest master of Spire ever...
Narrator: However， in the heart of the archmage， there has always been a girl whose name has been forgotten...
Dark Shadow: It's so boring to live with this man! Help me! Try another timeline! Work harder!
[End]
**Take Black Shadow with you**
Magda: Then， let's accomplish this great mission together， Great Mr. Ghost.
Dark Shadow: Uh hum， I guess this won't disgrace me.
Dark Shadow: Let's get started， brat!
Xavier: Moon， the witness of time， I ask for your gaze as you gaze the past and to the future...
Xavier: After a thousand millenniums， you will still shine on the forgotten realm just like the way you shine on the present...
Magda: I can feel it... The light...
Narrator: In the realm of void， Magda easily found and destroyed the general of Sullas' heart.
Narrator: Hopefully this would end the war... But it has nothing to do with Magda anymore...
**If "Grab a random one" has been chosen**
Magda: We are not going back， Mr. Ghost.
Magda: So let's enjoy our time in the void!
Dark Shadow: Chick， I'd rather die if I have to be stuck here and play childish games with you...
Dark Shadow: Actually， I already know how to get out of here... It's a bit embarrassing though.
Dark Shadow: If you laugh when I cast the spell， I will leave you here and go back alone!
Magda: Rest assured， I have been trained. I won't laugh unless it's really funny!
Dark Shadow: All right... Look at this... Here I come...
Dark Shadow: The dust scattered in history， the forgotten yet sustaining will...
Dark Shadow: The ever-lasting trend of thought for eons...
Dark Shadow: Let my soul be the fire， let the best of you be the charcoal...
Magda: The book is burning!
Dark Shadow: The Prodigal Mage! Please use your light to connect history and memory! Summon your peers and open a passage for me!
Magda: The light dots... They are flying to us like countless stars...
Dark Shadow: They are all the vulgar stories that humans， oh no， all living things have created throughout history.
Dark Shadow: Vulgar stories are not afraid to be forgotten， and they are repeated all the time. They are constantly destroyed， yet are also constantly evolving and being recreated...
Dark Shadow: We can return to reality along this path!
Dark Shadow: But don't look down when you walk on it. Some things are beyond the limit of what this game can describe...
Narrator: So this is the story. The girl saved the world and has lived happily ever after. People built a Magic Church at the edge of the forest in memory of the end of the war...
Narrator: The only downside is that the ghost who saved the world with the girl... has become very vulgar.
Narrator: But that's an acceptable price， isn't it?
See Story Chat 7
**If "Grab a random one" has not been chosen**
Magda: Are you regretting this? Mr. Ghost? Staying with me in this empty world where there is no time?
Dark Shadow: We have endless time， little girl. Don't waste endless time on regretting. This is the advice of a ghost.
Magda: All right， then how about you tell a story? I've never heard one from you before.
Dark Shadow: Oh my... You! Right， the one in front of the screen! Can't you just try another timeline!? Help me!
[End]
**If "Domination of the Mushroom Realm" has been chosen**
Xavier: Domination of the Mushroom Realm... There's a lot of mushroom power in this book... What purpose do you have?!
Xavier: You know， the Spiral Spire is having very important experiments for our war against Sullas. I can't allow schemes under my nose.
Xavier: You know， the Spiral Spire is having very important experiments for our war against Sullas. I can't allow schemes under my nose.
Magda: Wait， I can explain this! Well...
Dark Shadow: Stupid mage， none of those matters. What matters now is time - they hid something in time!
Xavier: ...That explains everything!
Magda: So... I'm not going to be arrested now， right?
Xavier: No， what you know is too important. You need to go to my lab right now... Don't come out here without my approval!
Narrator: So， Xavier has been working on the defense magic of Sullas - This spell makes the general of Sullas immortal， making him unbeatable in the battlefield...
Xavier: So it is true. The general of Sullas hid his heart and life in the forgotten time...
Magda: No wonder we can't locate his heart no matter how hard we do divination， even if we know he used this sort of spell.
Xavier: Without your guide， it may take us another month to get this clue.
Dark Shadow: Then you should be grateful to me! As a genius hundreds of years ahead of you， I've predicted all this long ago， and I shall rise in the reform of this age! Hahaha!
Magda: So， what should we do to break that spell? Is it true that he has no weaknesses?
Xavier: No magic is unbeatable in this world. Or should we say， the more powerful a spell is， the more likely it is to suffer from deadly limitations and weaknesses.
Xavier: According to my analysis， this spell has two obvious weaknesses:
Xavier: First， all it takes is an unknown warrior， armed with a weapon of historical origin， but completely forgotten by history， to penetrate this layer of defense.
Xavier: But the difficulty is...that no one can know about the history and specialty of the weapon， including the wielder himself.
Dark Shadow: That is true. There is such a warrior in the foretelling of destiny.
Magda: But we can't approach him or tell him anything， or it won't work?
Xavier: Correct. So we can't rely on it. It's completely luck.
Dark Shadow: I see. So back in that timeline in the battlefield， we won because of this. I finally understand now.
Magda: But now since we all know， that won't work any more?
Dark Shadow: Congratulations， you eliminated a correct answer first!
Magda: Then， what about the other way...
Xavier: The other way is more straightforward - since his heart and life are hidden in forgotten time， we just need to go there and destroy his heart.
Magda: Go to... the forgotten time. What kind of spell does that take?
Xavier: It is an ancient and primitive spell. We just need to summon a magical moon and use the phases of the moon to reflect the changes in time.
Dark Shadow: Stop talking nonsense! No mages have that much magic power!
Xavier: Oh? I do. By the way， your meditation is probably no better than Lady Ellenstein's， given your poor understanding of the limit of one's magic...
Dark Shadow: ...You! Why don't you just cast the spell instead of mocking me here! You big talker!
Xavier: The problem is， I can only open the entrance here. If I want to get back...
Xavier: You need an unforgettable beacon if you want to go back from forgotten time.
Magda: An unforgettable beacon... Like the relic of a god?
Xavier: Nothing in this world is unforgettable. Be it a god， a kingdom， or a grand deed.
Dark Shadow: So this is a suicide mission.
Dark Shadow: So who will do it? I guess if we recruit publicly， there will always be some glory-pursuing fools who are willing to go!
Xavier: ...But first， those who can't go back will be completely forgotten. They are gone for good. No glory will be left for them.
Magda: That's sad... It's even worse than death.
Xavier: Second， we can't let this go public right now. Otherwise， our casting of spell will be interfered if our enemy finds out and gets prepared.
Dark Shadow: Then you have to sacrifice for the world， mage!
Xavier: I don't fear death or being forgotten. But I need to perform the ritual here on this side. I can't teleport myself there...
Dark Shadow: Don't look at me! I'm just a ghost who has no arms or legs! I can't do it!
Magda: ...I will go.
Magda: (For now， only I can do this.)
Magda: I'm just an unknown little witch anyway. I won't have much to lose even if I'm forgotten by people.
Xavier: ...
Xavier: I will write your story down. Even if your name is erased by magic， your deeds and your story will be told by people...
Magda: It doesn't matter actually... But it's nice if I can leave some memory in your heart.
Narrator: So Mr. Xavier began his ritual...
Xavier: I am ready. I can open the path to the forgotten time at any moment.
Magda: Okay. Let me take a deep breath first...
Magda: By the way， the Great Mr. Ghost， you...
**Leave Black Shadow behind**
Magda: You should sat. You can stay with Mr. Xavier...
Xavier: I'll be kind to this ancient ghost， Lady Ellenstein. He kind of saved the world after all.
Dark Shadow: The thought that I'll have to be stuck with a boring silly brat like you makes me want to leave now!
Magda: All right， don't fight. You two just get along， okay?
Magda: Mr. Xavier， let's get started!
Xavier: Moon， the witness of time， I ask for your gaze as you gaze the past and to the future...
Xavier: After a thousand millenniums， you will still shine on the forgotten realm just like the way you shine on the present...
Magda: The entrance is open... Goodbye， Mr. Xavier， and goodbye， Mr. Ghost.
—
...
Dark Shadow: The timeline just changed! (Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing!?)
Xavier: ...What happened? I was performing a magical ritual?
Dark Shadow: Stupid mage， your body will be mine from now on!
Narrator: Legend has it that archmage Mr. Xavier lifted the spell of Sullas by making a pact with a dark spirit.
Narrator: With this feat， he became the youngest master of Spire ever...
Narrator: However， in the heart of the archmage， there has always been a girl whose name has been forgotten...
Dark Shadow: It's so boring to live with this man! Help me! Try another timeline! Work harder!
[End]
**Take Black Shadow with you**
Magda: Then， let's accomplish this great mission together， Great Mr. Ghost.
Dark Shadow: Uh hum， I guess this won't disgrace me.
Dark Shadow: Let's get started， brat!
Xavier: Moon， the witness of time， I ask for your gaze as you gaze the past and to the future...
Xavier: After a thousand millenniums， you will still shine on the forgotten realm just like the way you shine on the present...
Magda: I can feel it... The light...
Narrator: In the realm of void， Magda easily found and destroyed the general of Sullas' heart.
Narrator: Hopefully this would end the war... But it has nothing to do with Magda anymore...
**If "Grab a random one" has been chosen**
Magda: We are not going back， Mr. Ghost.
Magda: So let's enjoy our time in the void!
Dark Shadow: Chick， I'd rather die if I have to be stuck here and play childish games with you...
Dark Shadow: Actually， I already know how to get out of here... It's a bit embarrassing though.
Dark Shadow: If you laugh when I cast the spell， I will leave you here and go back alone!
Magda: Rest assured， I have been trained. I won't laugh unless it's really funny!
Dark Shadow: All right... Look at this... Here I come...
Dark Shadow: The dust scattered in history， the forgotten yet sustaining will...
Dark Shadow: The ever-lasting trend of thought for eons...
Dark Shadow: Let my soul be the fire， let the best of you be the charcoal...
Magda: The book is burning!
Dark Shadow: The Prodigal Mage! Please use your light to connect history and memory! Summon your peers and open a passage for me!
Magda: The light dots... They are flying to us like countless stars...
Dark Shadow: They are all the vulgar stories that humans， oh no， all living things have created throughout history.
Dark Shadow: Vulgar stories are not afraid to be forgotten， and they are repeated all the time. They are constantly destroyed， yet are also constantly evolving and being recreated...
Dark Shadow: We can return to reality along this path!
Dark Shadow: But don't look down when you walk on it. Some things are beyond the limit of what this game can describe...
Narrator: So this is the story. The girl saved the world and has lived happily ever after. People built a Magic Church at the edge of the forest in memory of the end of the war...
Narrator: The only downside is that the ghost who saved the world with the girl... has become very vulgar.
Narrator: But that's an acceptable price， isn't it?
See Story Chat 7
**If "Grab a random one" has not been chosen**
Magda: Are you regretting this? Mr. Ghost? Staying with me in this empty world where there is no time?
Dark Shadow: We have endless time， little girl. Don't waste endless time on regretting. This is the advice of a ghost.
Magda: All right， then how about you tell a story? I've never heard one from you before.
Dark Shadow: Oh my... You! Right， the one in front of the screen! Can't you just try another timeline!? Help me!
[End]
**If "Power of Dressing" has been chosen**
Xavier: Power of Dressing... Silly. Mages don't need to care about dressing... I don't think the evil spirit that inhabits it is anything serious...
Xavier: You know， the Spiral Spire is having very important experiments for our war against Sullas. I can't allow schemes under my nose.
Magda: Wait， I can explain this! Well...
Dark Shadow: Stupid mage， none of those matters. What matters now is time - they hid something in time!
Xavier: ...That explains everything!
Magda: So... I'm not going to be arrested now， right?
Xavier: No， what you know is too important. You need to go to my lab right now... Don't come out here without my approval!
Narrator: So， Xavier has been working on the defense magic of Sullas - This spell makes the general of Sullas immortal， making him unbeatable in the battlefield...
Xavier: So it is true. The general of Sullas hid his heart and life in the forgotten time...
Magda: No wonder we can't locate his heart no matter how hard we do divination， even if we know he used this sort of spell.
Xavier: Without your guide， it may take us another month to get this clue.
Dark Shadow: Then you should be grateful to me! As a genius hundreds of years ahead of you， I've predicted all this long ago， and I shall rise in the reform of this age! Hahaha!
Magda: So， what should we do to break that spell? Is it true that he has no weaknesses?
Xavier: No magic is unbeatable in this world. Or should we say， the more powerful a spell is， the more likely it is to suffer from deadly limitations and weaknesses.
Xavier: According to my analysis， this spell has two obvious weaknesses:
Xavier: First， all it takes is an unknown warrior， armed with a weapon of historical origin， but completely forgotten by history， to penetrate this layer of defense.
Xavier: But the difficulty is...that no one can know about the history and specialty of the weapon， including the wielder himself.
Dark Shadow: That is true. There is such a warrior in the foretelling of destiny.
Magda: But we can't approach him or tell him anything， or it won't work?
Xavier: Correct. So we can't rely on it. It's completely luck.
Dark Shadow: I see. So back in that timeline in the battlefield， we won because of this. I finally understand now.
Magda: But now since we all know， that won't work any more?
Dark Shadow: Congratulations， you eliminated a correct answer first!
Magda: Then， what about the other way...
Xavier: The other way is more straightforward - since his heart and life are hidden in forgotten time， we just need to go there and destroy his heart.
Magda: Go to... the forgotten time. What kind of spell does that take?
Xavier: It is an ancient and primitive spell. We just need to summon a magical moon and use the phases of the moon to reflect the changes in time.
Dark Shadow: Stop talking nonsense! No mages have that much magic power!
Xavier: Oh? I do. By the way， your meditation is probably no better than Lady Ellenstein's， given your poor understanding of the limit of one's magic...
Dark Shadow: ...You! Why don't you just cast the spell instead of mocking me here! You big talker!
Xavier: The problem is， I can only open the entrance here. If I want to get back...
Xavier: You need an unforgettable beacon if you want to go back from forgotten time.
Magda: An unforgettable beacon... Like the relic of a god?
Xavier: Nothing in this world is unforgettable. Be it a god， a kingdom， or a grand deed.
Dark Shadow: So this is a suicide mission.
Dark Shadow: So who will do it? I guess if we recruit publicly， there will always be some glory-pursuing fools who are willing to go!
Xavier: ...But first， those who can't go back will be completely forgotten. They are gone for good. No glory will be left for them.
Magda: That's sad... It's even worse than death.
Xavier: Second， we can't let this go public right now. Otherwise， our casting of spell will be interfered if our enemy finds out and gets prepared.
Dark Shadow: Then you have to sacrifice for the world， mage!
Xavier: I don't fear death or being forgotten. But I need to perform the ritual here on this side. I can't teleport myself there...
Dark Shadow: Don't look at me! I'm just a ghost who has no arms or legs! I can't do it!
Magda: ...I will go.
Magda: (For now， only I can do this.)
Magda: I'm just an unknown little witch anyway. I won't have much to lose even if I'm forgotten by people.
Xavier: ...
Xavier: I will write your story down. Even if your name is erased by magic， your deeds and your story will be told by people...
Magda: It doesn't matter actually... But it's nice if I can leave some memory in your heart.
Narrator: So Mr. Xavier began his ritual...
Xavier: I am ready. I can open the path to the forgotten time at any moment.
Magda: Okay. Let me take a deep breath first...
Magda: By the way， the Great Mr. Ghost， you...
**Leave Black Shadow behind**
Magda: You should sat. You can stay with Mr. Xavier...
Xavier: I'll be kind to this ancient ghost， Lady Ellenstein. He kind of saved the world after all.
Dark Shadow: The thought that I'll have to be stuck with a boring silly brat like you makes me want to leave now!
Magda: All right， don't fight. You two just get along， okay?
Magda: Mr. Xavier， let's get started!
Xavier: Moon， the witness of time， I ask for your gaze as you gaze the past and to the future...
Xavier: After a thousand millenniums， you will still shine on the forgotten realm just like the way you shine on the present...
Magda: The entrance is open... Goodbye， Mr. Xavier， and goodbye， Mr. Ghost.
—
...
Dark Shadow: The timeline just changed! (Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing!?)
Xavier: ...What happened? I was performing a magical ritual?
Dark Shadow: Stupid mage， your body will be mine from now on!
Narrator: Legend has it that archmage Mr. Xavier lifted the spell of Sullas by making a pact with a dark spirit.
Narrator: With this feat， he became the youngest master of Spire ever...
Narrator: However， in the heart of the archmage， there has always been a girl whose name has been forgotten...
Dark Shadow: It's so boring to live with this man! Help me! Try another timeline! Work harder!
[End]
**Take Black Shadow with you**
Magda: Then， let's accomplish this great mission together， Great Mr. Ghost.
Dark Shadow: Uh hum， I guess this won't disgrace me.
Dark Shadow: Let's get started， brat!
Xavier: Moon， the witness of time， I ask for your gaze as you gaze the past and to the future...
Xavier: After a thousand millenniums， you will still shine on the forgotten realm just like the way you shine on the present...
Magda: I can feel it... The light...
Narrator: In the realm of void， Magda easily found and destroyed the general of Sullas' heart.
Narrator: Hopefully this would end the war... But it has nothing to do with Magda anymore...
**If "Grab a random one" has been chosen**
Magda: We are not going back， Mr. Ghost.
Magda: So let's enjoy our time in the void!
Dark Shadow: Chick， I'd rather die if I have to be stuck here and play childish games with you...
Dark Shadow: Actually， I already know how to get out of here... It's a bit embarrassing though.
Dark Shadow: If you laugh when I cast the spell， I will leave you here and go back alone!
Magda: Rest assured， I have been trained. I won't laugh unless it's really funny!
Dark Shadow: All right... Look at this... Here I come...
Dark Shadow: The dust scattered in history， the forgotten yet sustaining will...
Dark Shadow: The ever-lasting trend of thought for eons...
Dark Shadow: Let my soul be the fire， let the best of you be the charcoal...
Magda: The book is burning!
Dark Shadow: The Prodigal Mage! Please use your light to connect history and memory! Summon your peers and open a passage for me!
Magda: The light dots... They are flying to us like countless stars...
Dark Shadow: They are all the vulgar stories that humans， oh no， all living things have created throughout history.
Dark Shadow: Vulgar stories are not afraid to be forgotten， and they are repeated all the time. They are constantly destroyed， yet are also constantly evolving and being recreated...
Dark Shadow: We can return to reality along this path!
Dark Shadow: But don't look down when you walk on it. Some things are beyond the limit of what this game can describe...
Narrator: So this is the story. The girl saved the world and has lived happily ever after. People built a Magic Church at the edge of the forest in memory of the end of the war...
Narrator: The only downside is that the ghost who saved the world with the girl... has become very vulgar.
Narrator: But that's an acceptable price， isn't it?
See Story Chat 7
**If "Grab a random one" has not been chosen**
Magda: Are you regretting this? Mr. Ghost? Staying with me in this empty world where there is no time?
Dark Shadow: We have endless time， little girl. Don't waste endless time on regretting. This is the advice of a ghost.
Magda: All right， then how about you tell a story? I've never heard one from you before.
Dark Shadow: Oh my... You! Right， the one in front of the screen! Can't you just try another timeline!? Help me!
[End]
**If "Grab a random one" has been chosen**
Xavier: The Prodigal Mage... What a dreadful forbidden book! What kind of spirit would inhabit something obscene like this!
Dark Shadow: Actually， it all feels good， really...I can experience everything in the book， even better than you think， brat.
Xavier: Power of Dressing... Silly. Mages don't need to care about dressing... I don't think the evil spirit that inhabits it is anything serious...
Xavier: You know， the Spiral Spire is having very important experiments for our war against Sullas. I can't allow schemes under my nose.
Magda: Wait， I can explain this! Well...
Dark Shadow: Stupid mage， none of those matters. What matters now is time - they hid something in time!
Xavier: ...That explains everything!
Magda: So... I'm not going to be arrested now， right?
Xavier: No， what you know is too important. You need to go to my lab right now... Don't come out here without my approval!
Narrator: So， Xavier has been working on the defense magic of Sullas - This spell makes the general of Sullas immortal， making him unbeatable in the battlefield...
Xavier: So it is true. The general of Sullas hid his heart and life in the forgotten time...
Magda: No wonder we can't locate his heart no matter how hard we do divination， even if we know he used this sort of spell.
Xavier: Without your guide， it may take us another month to get this clue.
Dark Shadow: Then you should be grateful to me! As a genius hundreds of years ahead of you， I've predicted all this long ago， and I shall rise in the reform of this age! Hahaha!
Magda: So， what should we do to break that spell? Is it true that he has no weaknesses?
Xavier: No magic is unbeatable in this world. Or should we say， the more powerful a spell is， the more likely it is to suffer from deadly limitations and weaknesses.
Xavier: According to my analysis， this spell has two obvious weaknesses:
Xavier: First， all it takes is an unknown warrior， armed with a weapon of historical origin， but completely forgotten by history， to penetrate this layer of defense.
Xavier: But the difficulty is...that no one can know about the history and specialty of the weapon， including the wielder himself.
Dark Shadow: That is true. There is such a warrior in the foretelling of destiny.
Magda: But we can't approach him or tell him anything， or it won't work?
Xavier: Correct. So we can't rely on it. It's completely luck.
Dark Shadow: I see. So back in that timeline in the battlefield， we won because of this. I finally understand now.
Magda: But now since we all know， that won't work any more?
Dark Shadow: Congratulations， you eliminated a correct answer first!
Magda: Then， what about the other way...
Xavier: The other way is more straightforward - since his heart and life are hidden in forgotten time， we just need to go there and destroy his heart.
Magda: Go to... the forgotten time. What kind of spell does that take?
Xavier: It is an ancient and primitive spell. We just need to summon a magical moon and use the phases of the moon to reflect the changes in time.
Dark Shadow: Stop talking nonsense! No mages have that much magic power!
Xavier: Oh? I do. By the way， your meditation is probably no better than Lady Ellenstein's， given your poor understanding of the limit of one's magic...
Dark Shadow: ...You! Why don't you just cast the spell instead of mocking me here! You big talker!
Xavier: The problem is， I can only open the entrance here. If I want to get back...
Xavier: You need an unforgettable beacon if you want to go back from forgotten time.
Magda: An unforgettable beacon... Like the relic of a god?
Xavier: Nothing in this world is unforgettable. Be it a god， a kingdom， or a grand deed.
Dark Shadow: So this is a suicide mission.
Dark Shadow: So who will do it? I guess if we recruit publicly， there will always be some glory-pursuing fools who are willing to go!
Xavier: ...But first， those who can't go back will be completely forgotten. They are gone for good. No glory will be left for them.
Magda: That's sad... It's even worse than death.
Xavier: Second， we can't let this go public right now. Otherwise， our casting of spell will be interfered if our enemy finds out and gets prepared.
Dark Shadow: Then you have to sacrifice for the world， mage!
Xavier: I don't fear death or being forgotten. But I need to perform the ritual here on this side. I can't teleport myself there...
Dark Shadow: Don't look at me! I'm just a ghost who has no arms or legs! I can't do it!
Magda: ...I will go.
Magda: (For now， only I can do this.)
Magda: I'm just an unknown little witch anyway. I won't have much to lose even if I'm forgotten by people.
Xavier: ...
Xavier: I will write your story down. Even if your name is erased by magic， your deeds and your story will be told by people...
Magda: It doesn't matter actually... But it's nice if I can leave some memory in your heart.
Narrator: So Mr. Xavier began his ritual...
Xavier: I am ready. I can open the path to the forgotten time at any moment.
Magda: Okay. Let me take a deep breath first...
Magda: By the way， the Great Mr. Ghost， you...
**Leave Black Shadow behind**
Magda: You should sat. You can stay with Mr. Xavier...
Xavier: I'll be kind to this ancient ghost， Lady Ellenstein. He kind of saved the world after all.
Dark Shadow: The thought that I'll have to be stuck with a boring silly brat like you makes me want to leave now!
Magda: All right， don't fight. You two just get along， okay?
Magda: Mr. Xavier， let's get started!
Xavier: Moon， the witness of time， I ask for your gaze as you gaze the past and to the future...
Xavier: After a thousand millenniums， you will still shine on the forgotten realm just like the way you shine on the present...
Magda: The entrance is open... Goodbye， Mr. Xavier， and goodbye， Mr. Ghost.
—
...
Dark Shadow: The timeline just changed! (Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing!?)
Xavier: ...What happened? I was performing a magical ritual?
Dark Shadow: Stupid mage， your body will be mine from now on!
Narrator: Legend has it that archmage Mr. Xavier lifted the spell of Sullas by making a pact with a dark spirit.
Narrator: With this feat， he became the youngest master of Spire ever...
Narrator: However， in the heart of the archmage， there has always been a girl whose name has been forgotten...
Dark Shadow: It's so boring to live with this man! Help me! Try another timeline! Work harder!
[End]
**Take Black Shadow with you**
Magda: Then， let's accomplish this great mission together， Great Mr. Ghost.
Dark Shadow: Uh hum， I guess this won't disgrace me.
Dark Shadow: Let's get started， brat!
Xavier: Moon， the witness of time， I ask for your gaze as you gaze the past and to the future...
Xavier: After a thousand millenniums， you will still shine on the forgotten realm just like the way you shine on the present...
Magda: I can feel it... The light...
Narrator: In the realm of void， Magda easily found and destroyed the general of Sullas' heart.
Narrator: Hopefully this would end the war... But it has nothing to do with Magda anymore...
**If "Grab a random one" has been chosen**
Magda: We are not going back， Mr. Ghost.
Magda: So let's enjoy our time in the void!
Dark Shadow: Chick， I'd rather die if I have to be stuck here and play childish games with you...
Dark Shadow: Actually， I already know how to get out of here... It's a bit embarrassing though.
Dark Shadow: If you laugh when I cast the spell， I will leave you here and go back alone!
Magda: Rest assured， I have been trained. I won't laugh unless it's really funny!
Dark Shadow: All right... Look at this... Here I come...
Dark Shadow: The dust scattered in history， the forgotten yet sustaining will...
Dark Shadow: The ever-lasting trend of thought for eons...
Dark Shadow: Let my soul be the fire， let the best of you be the charcoal...
Magda: The book is burning!
Dark Shadow: The Prodigal Mage! Please use your light to connect history and memory! Summon your peers and open a passage for me!
Magda: The light dots... They are flying to us like countless stars...
Dark Shadow: They are all the vulgar stories that humans， oh no， all living things have created throughout history.
Dark Shadow: Vulgar stories are not afraid to be forgotten， and they are repeated all the time. They are constantly destroyed， yet are also constantly evolving and being recreated...
Dark Shadow: We can return to reality along this path!
Dark Shadow: But don't look down when you walk on it. Some things are beyond the limit of what this game can describe...
Narrator: So this is the story. The girl saved the world and has lived happily ever after. People built a Magic Church at the edge of the forest in memory of the end of the war...
Narrator: The only downside is that the ghost who saved the world with the girl... has become very vulgar.
Narrator: But that's an acceptable price， isn't it?
See Story Chat 7
**If "Grab a random one" has not been chosen**
Magda: Are you regretting this? Mr. Ghost? Staying with me in this empty world where there is no time?
Dark Shadow: We have endless time， little girl. Don't waste endless time on regretting. This is the advice of a ghost.
Magda: All right， then how about you tell a story? I've never heard one from you before.
Dark Shadow: Oh my... You! Right， the one in front of the screen! Can't you just try another timeline!? Help me!
[End]
**The Path of Unity**
Magda: I am only one person. If we want to save more lives from this war， we need unite as many people as we can...
Magda: We are only going to win the war， but to save as many innocent people in the war as possible.
Dark Shadow: You are too idealistic. The nobles have been corrupt and selfish throughout history...
Dark Shadow: Think about it， why would merely tens of thousands of Sullas be able to turn the countries in the land upside down...
Magda: That's exactly why we just need to make a few basic changes to make things way much better!
Magda: What did you see in the prophecy? Mr. Ghost? What should I do?
Dark Shadow: A speech. I don't know much about the political patterns of your time， but I can see that you need to speak at a meeting of many people...
Magda: It must be the City Assembly... Right. It's said that even common citizens can speak at the City Assembly if they apply...
Magda: I will give it a shot!
Narrator: So... Magda went to the capital's City Assembly and applied to speak as a mage...
—
Magda: What should I do... with so many documents and forms! I don't understand them at all! They are even more complicated than ancient runes!
Dark Shadow: Haha， that's what they do to you， see?
Magda: I， I will never give up! The forms and the bureaucracy won't scare me!
Narrator: Three days later
Noble A: What? You've filled out all these forms? How come...
Magda: Hum， I found them no more complex than a Lv. 4 Planar Ally Summoning Spell!
Noble A: Well... Let me see... Very good official paper writing， little girl...
Magda: It's only a little harder than the wereboars' language.
Noble A: I have to say， I'm impressed， little mage.
Noble A: But you got one mistake right here at this form， look.
Magda: Ah!? I， I can fix this page...
Noble A: Sorry， all your papers have been filed. Please fill out them again!
Magda: ...It's outrageous! I， I want to file a complaint!
Noble A: You'll have to fill out more forms to do that， little mage.
Magda: I... Do you have any ideas how bad the war is out there? So many people are suffering... And the nobles have done nothing...
Noble A: We're here to keep people like you from bothering the big shots.
Barris: This form was sent by you?
Noble A: Lord Sakan! What brings you here?
Barris: I think we could use a red pen to mark the wrong line here and then get the form approved. There is no need to discard it.
Magda: Yes， yes! A bit marking will do! Thank you!
Magda: Lord... What's your name again?
Barris: Just call me Barris.
Magda: Why are you helping me? Lord Barris? All the other nobles treat me like a joke.
Barris: I've read the abstract of your speech application. It's full of very valuable proposals.
Barris: I can feel that you are really thinking about how to save more people in the disaster.
Barris: Now， there are few righteous people like you who are willing to believe in the law and justice.
Magda: I'm just... trying to do what is right to me!
Barris: A lot of nobles use the law and the social system as tools for their own profit. What's the point of me studying law if everyone else acts like that?
Barris: Lady， it's you who helped me， rather than the opposite.
Magda: So my speech application got approved?
Barris: I'll get it done for you， but it will be very difficult to convince all the nobles.
Magda: I want to try no matter.
Barris: Yes， one try may not change anything， but it will attract more people who think like us...
Narrator: Finally， the unknown little witch jumped into the whirlpool of noble politics， and unexpectedly came to where the wind and waves were highest.
Narrator: But， how could she move those cold， selfish nobles with only her words...
**If "Power of Dressing" has been chosen**
Magda: Mr. Ghost， have you ever given a speech?
Dark Shadow: I can't give you advice on this. I didn't really speak to people when I was alive.
Magda: But... how should I convince people...
Dark Shadow: All right， tell you what， the answer to your question is right in your pocket...
Magda: This is... Power of Dressing!?
Magda: I see... Use proper dressing to gain advantage on socializing， politics and even everything...
Magda: But... I'm afraid it's too late for me to start now...
Dark Shadow: Well， you think I did nothing while staying in this book? Let me show you my dressing techniques!
Magda: ...This outfit?
Magda: Will it really work?!
Dark Shadow: Just trust my taste!
Barris: Lady Ellenstein， are you ready... Wow， what's this outfit!?
Barris: It's quite an impact...
**Failure**
Barris: You are probably too nervous. Maybe we should cancel the speech today...
Magda: What? It's all your fault， ghost! Look at the outfit you got for me!
Dark Shadow: ...Well， it's you who did the picking and me who took the blame. Let's redo this!
[Ball Ends]
**Victory**
Barris: This outfit suits you perfectly... It will surprise the nobles who want to see you embarrassed.
Magda: I'm going!
Magda: Ladies and gentlemen， at this critical moment... I ask you all...
Lady A: What's this kid talking about? Why don't the refugees eat cake if they are hungry?
Magda: ...We must unite our armies to help areas under Sullas' attack...
Noble A: Nonsense! Why would someone sane let anyone else command their army?
Magda: The farmers and children who've lost their home...
Noble B: Where are those homeless farmers? My mercenaries can take them as slaves!
Magda: ...Regardless of faith or school of thought， all those precious relics should be salvaged...
Lady B: As long as they are added to my collection after that.
Magda: ...I don't think they are really listening to me...
Barris: Lady Ellenstein， you did your best... We can submit some proposals later...
Magda: No， that's not enough. Listen， you bunch of idiots， bad donkeys and obese pigs!
Magda: If you don't act now， all the things you have - your treasure， crest， family， and land will be taken away! Gone! For good!
**Failure**
Nobles: ...
Nobles: This girl has gone mad! Toss her out!
Lady B: Yeah， look at the clothes she is wearing - it screams insanity!
Magda: What? It's all your fault， ghost! Look at the outfit you got for me!
Dark Shadow: ...Well， it's you who did the picking and me who took the blame. Let's redo this!
[Ball Ends]
**Victory**
Noble A: But... Well... I somehow found what she said makes a bit sense.
Lady A: ...We can give the farmers something to eat...
Noble B: I， I shouldn't have embezzled the supplies for the knights...
Lady B: Don't say it， idiot!
Barris: Unbelievable. These stubborn people are swayed...
Dark Shadow: Heh heh， this is the true Power of Dressing!
Dark Shadow: In this room， the law of dressing has dominated all! Magda can convince anyone through beauty contests now!
Narrator: Just like that， a girl miraculously united everyone.
Narrator: Humans banded together to overcome various difficulties and repel foreign invaders. They crushed the scheme that could put the world into darkness.
Narrator: Many things are just that simple. The problem is we cannot defeat heart...
Narrator: But no matter what， the girl who created a miracle deserves a happy ending.
See Story Chat 8
**If "Power of Dressing" has not been chosen**
Magda: It's about my turn... Why are legs shaking?
Magda: Facing the crowd... is even scarier than facing a devil.
Barris: Don't be nervous. It's a miracle you're even here.
Barris: Keep it up!
Narrator: An unknown girl made an impassioned speech to a large audience of high officials and nobles.
Narrator: It's a scene worthy of history.
Narrator: Unfortunately， she didn't make a miracle with only one speech.
Narrator: Corrupt， greedy humans lost the battle that determined the fate of the land in divergences.
Narrator: Darkness and insanity gradually took over the land...
Black Shadow: You failed! Silly girl. Think about it. What do you need... How do you usually convince others...
[End]
**The Path of Recovery**
Magda: I heard about the legend of the Rime Forest... But is it real?
Dark Shadow: It is not only real， but also the sanctuary to all Sullas， elves and faes.
Magda: Why not?
Dark Shadow: It is said that the plants of the Rime Forest - those pure white trees， are magical trees of condensed magic and transform souls.
Dark Shadow: Ancient grimoires say that in the first era， the world was filled with Rime Trees. It's a world of fae creatures...
Dark Shadow: Later， with the war between the fae kings， Rime Trees died out... The speed of the flowing of souls and magic slowed down. The world became balanced and stable. The laws of reality stopped changing.
Magda: I think I read something about that. They are the so-called first era， second era... A way of recording times.
Dark Shadow: Yes， and now we are at the end of this era... The circle of souls created by the Rime Forest probably went wrong again.
Dark Shadow: That's why Sullas have fallen and gone mad. They are fighting against humans over the last chance to reincarnate at the doomsday.",
Magda: Which means...if we can fix the problem with the Rime Forest， we may end the war between different races...and maintain the stability of this era.",
Dark Shadow: Theoretically， yes. But I can only help you reach the Rime Forest.
Dark Shadow: The inside of the Rime Forest is a mystic realm ruled by souls and magic. It's not predictable reality anymore.
Magda: To a mage like me， exploring some place like this... is completely worth it.
—
Narrator: So， guided by the ancient spirit， Magda took a secret passage and reached the entrance to the Rime Court...
Black Glove: Halt， human mage... Who are you and why are you here?
Magda: Sir， you look like a human being too?
Black Glove: ...I am both human and non-human.
Magda: Weird saying. May I have your name? I'm Magda， an ordinary human mage...
Black Glove: ...I， I don't have a name. You can call me Black Glove.
Magda: How could there be someone without a name in the world Are you the guardian of this place?
Black Glove: I am the envoy of the Sulla Queen. I'm here at the doomsday， trying to take the last chance to save the world.
Magda: I thought... Sullas hate humans. Why would a human be the envoy of Sullas?
Black Glove: I was a human orphan. I was abandoned at the edge of the forest and raised by the Sulla Queen...
Black Glove: The Queen foresaw the doomsday and gave me the cursed sword and dark armor...exactly for this moment...
Dark Shadow: So， you know the cause of the doomsday?
Black Glove: Yes， the Queen said that deep beneath the Rime Forest， a black dragon from the Realm of the Dead is devouring the forest's roots.
Black Glove: That will break the balance of the world and end this era.
Dark Shadow: Then what are you waiting for? Go and kill that dragon!? You will have countless honors and rewards waiting for you... You will be the one who save the world!
Black Glove: Haha， that's because I can't defeat that black dragon alone... This is a suicide mission.
Black Glove: This magic sword can damage the black dragon， but I will die for sure in a direct battle...
Black Glove: This is just another desperate try of the Sullas. They themselves didn't believe I could change the end. Otherwise why would they choose to fall into darkness and wage war against humans?
Magda: Poor swordsman...
**Help him**
Magda: What if I join you in fighting that black dragon?
Black Glove: The black dragon from the Realm of the Dead is almost a god... or the avatar of the doomsday.
Black Glove: Your magic won't work at all!
Magda: But I can distract the dragon for you， to buy you at least some time.
Magda: Then you may find the chance to kill him.
Black Glove: ...Maybe it will work... But your chance of surviving will be lower than mine.
Magda: I've traveled all the places only to do my own part in the fight against the doomsday.
Magda: And， trust me， every girl fantasizes about saving the world together with a cursed， no， handsome swordsman in black.
Black Glove: ...
Black Glove: Hahahaha! You are so funny!
Black Glove: So this is the destiny's last mercy on a cursed one like me!
Black Glove: I am so happy， lovely mage. Let's go!
**If "Domination of the Mushroom Realm" has been chosen**
Narrator: Just like that， the girl and the magic swordsman set foot on the journey of the doomsday...
Narrator: But right before they face the dragon...
Black Glove: Do you see? These huge gullies... and the shaking... The dragon is ahead.
Magda: These gigantic roots... are the life threads of the Rime Forest...
Black Glove: When are the roots of the Rime Forest are eaten， the doomsday will come.
Magda: We'll have a chance to kill the black dragon... if we fight till death...
Dark Shadow: Perhaps we don't have to...
Magda: Mr. Ghost! Do you have any ideas?
Dark Shadow: If the doomsday only falls when all the roots are eaten...
Dark Shadow: This copy of Domination of the Mushroom Realm happens to contain the spell that combines the roots of the forest with fungi to allow them to grow infinitely...
Dark Shadow: This agricultural spell was originally invented to fertilize forest roots， which is useless..
Dark Shadow: But now， such a spell can save a world...
Magda: Then what are we waiting for?
Black Glove: Wait... Why does that sound weird?
Dark Shadow: Come on， let's see the real mushroom power...
Narrator: Unexpectedly， the world is saved by a useless mushroom spell.
Narrator: The incarnation of doomsday， the black dragon from the Realm of the Dead is still devouring the soul-gathering roots of the Rime Forest.
Narrator: Unfortunately， for every bite he takes， more white mushrooms grow out.
Narrator: Many years later， he is still there feasting on mushrooms... And the doomsdays has been postponed indefinitely...
See Story Chat 9
**If "Domination of the Mushroom Realm" has not been chosen**
Narrator: Just like that， the girl and the magic swordsman set foot on their last journey.
Narrator: No one knows how the story ends， but the world continues to exist， so maybe... they did it?
Narrator: Or... perhaps it's completely the story of another circle... And you are about to start a new circle...
[End]
**Tell him to give up**
Magda: Handsome swordsman， do not waste your life in vain... Now that the doomsdays has come， how are we supposed to change the destiny of the universe?
Magda: Come back to the human world with me. Back in there， we can spend our last days helping others and making ourselves happier.
Black Glove: ...I don't run away from my own destiny. Beautiful human girl， your presence may be the last salvation of my life.
Black Glove: Bless me. Promise me， if I ever have a triumphant return by the slimmest chance， you will embrace me with your smile!
**Say yes**
Magda: My blessing... I am an ordinary girl with no profound magic power...
Black Glove: That would be enough. To a man like me who has been abandoned by destiny， your blessing would be as dazzling as the sun!
Black Glove: This must be the gods' last mercy on me， so that I can face death with hope!
Magda: Okay， I promise， I will be here waiting for your return... Whether you succeed or fail， try your best to come back alive.
Black Glove: And you will also smile to me.
Magda: Yes， I will!
Black Glove: This is the best blessing. Thank you.
Narrator: The cursed swordsman set out on a journey of no returning.
Narrator: But the Rime Forest heard his last promise with the girl.
Narrator: At the prelude of the doomsday， the two hearts triggered a miracle of magic and the world-changing power began to take effect again.
Narrator: Time stood still before the doomsday. The girl was lost in eternal waiting at the entrance of the dreamy forest...
Narrator: Maybe a thousand or two thousand years later， a new miracle would happen， so that the promise could be fulfilled and the world could be reborn...
Dark Shadow: Do you like this timeline? A thousand years of waiting... Let's try miracles on another timeline!
[End]
**Go with him**
Magda: What if I join you in fighting that black dragon?
Black Glove: The black dragon from the Realm of the Dead is almost a god... or the avatar of the doomsday.
Black Glove: Your magic won't work at all!
Magda: But I can distract the dragon for you， to buy you at least some time.
Magda: Then you may find the chance to kill him.
Black Glove: ...Maybe it will work... But your chance of surviving will be lower than mine.
Magda: I've traveled all the places only to do my own part in the fight against the doomsday.
Magda: And， trust me， every girl fantasizes about saving the world together with a cursed， no， handsome swordsman in black.
Black Glove: ...
Black Glove: Hahahaha! You are so funny!
Black Glove: So this is the destiny's last mercy on a cursed one like me!
Black Glove: I am so happy， lovely mage. Let's go!
**If "Domination of the Mushroom Realm" has been chosen**
Narrator: Just like that， the girl and the magic swordsman set foot on the journey of the doomsday...
Narrator: But right before they face the dragon...
Black Glove: Do you see? These huge gullies... and the shaking... The dragon is ahead.
Magda: These gigantic roots... are the life threads of the Rime Forest...
Black Glove: When are the roots of the Rime Forest are eaten， the doomsday will come.
Magda: We'll have a chance to kill the black dragon... if we fight till death...
Dark Shadow: Perhaps we don't have to...
Magda: Mr. Ghost! Do you have any ideas?
Dark Shadow: If the doomsday only falls when all the roots are eaten...
Dark Shadow: This copy of Domination of the Mushroom Realm happens to contain the spell that combines the roots of the forest with fungi to allow them to grow infinitely...
Dark Shadow: This agricultural spell was originally invented to fertilize forest roots， which is useless..
Dark Shadow: But now， such a spell can save a world...
Magda: Then what are we waiting for?
Black Glove: Wait... Why does that sound weird?
Dark Shadow: Come on， let's see the real mushroom power...
Narrator: Unexpectedly， the world is saved by a useless mushroom spell.
Narrator: The incarnation of doomsday， the black dragon from the Realm of the Dead is still devouring the soul-gathering roots of the Rime Forest.
Narrator: Unfortunately， for every bite he takes， more white mushrooms grow out.
Narrator: Many years later， he is still there feasting on mushrooms... And the doomsdays has been postponed indefinitely...
See Story Chat 9
**If "Domination of the Mushroom Realm" has not been chosen**
Narrator: Just like that， the girl and the magic swordsman set foot on their last journey.
Narrator: No one knows how the story ends， but the world continues to exist， so maybe... they did it?
Narrator: Or... perhaps it's completely the story of another circle... And you are about to start a new circle...
[End]

### Story Chat 3.2

**Domination of the Mushroom Realm**
Magda: Then I'd better choose Domination of the Mushroom Realm instead. It sounds rare enough and much safer than the ghost of a mage from 500 years ago.
Magda: As for you， poor mage， you can stay here a little longer. I will ask my mentor to come and see you when I finish my homework.
Talking Book: Ah， don't open that mushroom book. It's danger...
Narrator: The ignorant little witch opened the mushroom spell book and unleashed the power within.
Narrator: The power later known as the Mushroom Tide swept half the world， and over growing mushrooms devoured everything. Terrible mushroom beasts， mushroom people and mushroom mages tormented the surviving creatures...
Yellow Mage Robe: ...Until our ancestor， the great White Mushroom Mage - Ellenstein the Jade Bud discovered the first white mushroom full of magic， giving human beings the power against mushroom people...
Magda: Yellow Robe Mage: Be patient. You will pass the trial of Spore Forest one day and find your own source of mushroom power...
Narrator: The story never ends. It always goes on...
[End]
**Power of Dressing**
Magda: I will choose this one - Power of Dressing. I'd like to see the art of dressing among ancient mages.
Magda: As for you， poor mage， you can stay here a little longer. I will ask my mentor to come and see you when I finish my homework.
Talking Book: Well， tell you what， that book was my aunt. She had horrible taste. She even forced me to dress like a girl when I was young.
Magda: So... This is the Power of Dressing... Modern value... Rating level... I understand them now...
Narrator: The little witch has mastered the magic of strengthening herself by dressing， and even the secret of becoming a real magical girl.
Narrator: This power， which is faster and stronger than any magical practice， has set off a tremendous wave of reform among mages.
Narrator: Since then， whether they are men or women， old or young， all mages need to enhance their magic by trendy and beautiful dressing， which has contributed to even more exaggerated and bizarre outfits...
Witch Tutor of Beauty: ...In the end， our ancestor， Ellenstein the Shining， banished the stubborn， pedantic robed school and became the leader of all the mages in the world.
Magda: Master， you said so much just to make me dressed like a girl?
Witch Tutor of Beauty: You are the most gifted kid in our family! You need to take responsibility for the family's future!
Magda: But I'm a boy!
Witch Tutor of Beauty: Boys are cuter in girls' dresses! They will have stronger magic!
Magda: ABSOLUTELY! No! Of course!
Narrator: The story never ends. It always goes on...
[End]
**See other options**
Magda: ...I'm not going to be seduced by an ancient ghost... Wait， there's a book in there...
Talking Book: That's an evil book， kid. Don't touch it.
Magda: A book possessed by a ghost calling another book evil...
Narrator: The girl opened the book， which told the romances between mages and belles， belles and mages， mages and mages， and even belles and belles.
Narrator: The girl's eyes were opened. She decided to share the joy with the world.
Narrator: The first victim was her teacher， then more readers. Apparently， her work made a big hit.
Narrator: The only side effect is that it enlightened the readers， enabling them to accept all kinds of love.
Narrator: Of course， this was also seen as a curse by many.
Narrator: The little witch's work was sealed， and all records about her were erased from history and memory... But don't forget， the story never ends...
Magda: Well， there aren't interesting books to read recently.
Magda: Eh， there is a new book on the shelf. I haven't read it before.
Magda: Let me see... Mage and Belle - looks like a vulgar novel!
Magda: ... Never mind， I'm bored anyway. I will give it a try.
Narrator: The story never ends. It always goes on...
[End]

### Story Chat 4

Magda: If I can have a second chance... Make me a noble girl this time.

**First Pass**
Magical Creatures: Ha ha ha， smart girl. As I expected， if given the chance to start over， everyone would want to be s noble.
Magical Creatures: Then let me， the omnipotent GM， fulfill your wishes!
Magical Creatures: Just like this: status value - max， wealth value - max， and clothes collection degree - max...
Magda: He is saying something strange that I don't understand at all. But it sounds very appealing...
Magical Creatures: ...Unspeakable intel， well， a noble girl doesn't need this. Reset!
Magda: Reset?! You don't have to think it over?
Magical Creatures: Never mind. When the game starts， you'll forget everything.
Magda: Forget everything?
Magical Creatures: Of course. If you play the game with your current memory， it might be a little troublesome.
Magical Creatures: In order to make the game realistic， I'll take a portion of your memory and use it as... Ahem， you don't have to know this.
Magical Creatures: Are you ready? Now， let the game begin!
Magda: Eh? This place...
Magical Creatures: Ha ha， the system needs a moment to buffer.
Magda: ?! Why is this place shaking? Is there an earthquake?!
Magical Creatures: Don't be ridiculous. Our system is very solid.
Magical Creatures: The game is about to begin. Now close your eyes， and when you open them， you will have everything you want.
**Second or Later Pass**
Narrator: Once again， you made the right choice. Then get started.
Narrator: You are the only daughter of an influential Grand Duke. Your parents dote on you. You were born with everything a person could dream of.

Narrator: High status， comfortable home， beautiful dresses， men's love， women's envy， and endless balls...

Narrator: You grew up carefreely， until one day， you met a girl at a ball as if it's fate...

Noble A: Dear Lady Ellenstein， may I have the honor to dance with you?

Noble B: Lady Ellenstein， this is the latest wine from Golden Grape Chateau. Would you like a glass?

Lady B: Well， whenever Lady Ellenstein is at a ball， our careful dressing seems completely meaningless because all attention is on her.

Lady A: Of course， her father is the Grand Duke after all...

Lady A: Look at the silk scarf she wears. It's said to be the fine silk from Mandaria's royal palace， and there is no second one in the entire Finsel.

Lady B: I'm so jealous...

Magda: ...

Lady B: Eh? Look over there!

Lady A: A new face. It must be a little girl who is new to the social circle.

Mystery Girl: ...

Lady B: Green yet beautiful. Although wearing the simplest clothes， she is still very attractive.

Lady A: But she seems anxious. Perhaps she is nervous about going to a ball for the first time. What a lovely little girl.

Narrator: The sudden appearance of this strange girl draws people's attention away from you.

Narrator: You decide to...

**Approach and suggest a beauty contest**
Magda: Damn it! No one can steal my show!
Magda: But... to be safe， I'm going to change into something more suitable for a beauty contest.
Magda: You look radiant， young lady!
Mystery Girl: ...
Narrator: Unfortunately， you lost.
Magda: ...Eh? I lost?!
Magda: How come?
Mystery Girl: ...
Magda: This can't be! I'm wearing the top high-scoring luxury outfit with max recharge level! And it's beaten by...a plain little white dress?!
Magda: That doesn't make sense! This is not fair!
Magda: There must be a bug with this game! Customer service! I want to talk to customer service!
Narrator: You left the ball angry and saying strange things. The world stopped with your leave.
[End]
**Ask nicely**
Magda: Hello， I'm sorry to ask you so bluntly， but I can see you are worried. Is there anything wrong?
Magda: If you don't mind， you can tell me. Maybe I can help you.
Mystery Girl: ...
Mystery Girl: Do you believe in... doppelgangers?
**What are those**
Magda: Doppelganger? What's that?
Mystery Girl: ...
Narrator: The young girl looked at the luxury outfit on you evasively， and fled in a flurry without answering your question.
Magda: ...She left?
Magda: Did I say something wrong?
Magda: Why did she look at me like that? Was she afraid that I would have a beauty contest with her?
—
Magda: That's weird... When I saw the girl， I had a strange feeling that I had seen her somewhere before. But where was it...
Maid: What are you talking about， my lady? You don't look very well. Shall I make you a bowl of soothing soup?
Magda: It's nothing... Maybe because I'm tired today.
Maid: Then I'll cancel the ball tomorrow and the next day， so you can get some rest.
Magda: That won't be necessary... I'm not that tired.
Maid: Don't push yourself too hard. Even if you reject all the ball invitations， no one will dare to say anything.
Magda: ...
Maid: I've prepared water for you in the bathroom. Would you like to take a bath now?
Magda: Okay.
Magda: I still feel... something is not right...
Narrator: You felt as if you were missing a lot - something important.
Narrator: Some strange thoughts slipped your mind， but you can't catch them.
Narrator: You were haunted for a long time， and you never saw that girl again.
[End]
**I don't believe**
Magda: I don't believe in doppelgangers. It's so ridiculous. It must be a novelist's invention.
Mystery Girl: ...
Mystery Girl: Do you really think so?
Magda: Is there something wrong?
Mystery Girl: Then you... I...
Mystery Girl: Never mind. Maybe...it's a good thing that you don't remember.
Magda: ...She just left?
Magda: The way she looked at me. What did that mean...
—
Magda: That's weird... When I saw the girl， I had a strange feeling that I had seen her somewhere before. But where was it...
Maid: What are you talking about， my lady? You don't look very well. Shall I make you a bowl of soothing soup?
Magda: It's nothing... Maybe because I'm tired today.
Maid: Then I'll cancel the ball tomorrow and the next day， so you can get some rest.
Magda: That won't be necessary... I'm not that tired.
Maid: Don't push yourself too hard. Even if you reject all the ball invitations， no one will dare to say anything.
Magda: ...
Maid: I've prepared water for you in the bathroom. Would you like to take a bath now?
Magda: Okay.
Magda: I still feel... something is not right...
Narrator: You felt as if you were missing a lot - something important.
Narrator: Some strange thoughts slipped your mind， but you can't catch them.
Narrator: You were haunted for a long time， and you never saw that girl again.
[End]
**I've seen one before**
Magda: Doppelgangers? I've seen one.
Magda: Sometimes I would see people who look like me at balls... They say strange things to me and have beauty contests against me... before they leave.
Magda: Is that what you mean?
Magda: By the way， you seem...
Mystery Girl: ...
Mystery Girl: ...That's great.
Magda: Eh? You seem to know something... Can you tell me what's going on?
Mystery Girl: Girl of Destiny， the door of destiny has awakened， and it's time for you to wake up.
Magda: What do you mean? I... I don't understand you...
Mystery Girl: And when that day comes， we will meet again.
Magda: Wait... You...
Magda: She just left...
Narrator: You never saw that girl again at balls， but life went on.
Narrator: You thought over her words， and you felt as if you were closer to something， but you were not sure what it is.
Narrator: You started to be curious about the world outside the balls...
—
Magda: Viviane， check my schedule for today. Are there any more balls?
Maid: No， my lady.
Maid: A private tutor was supposed to give a you a piano lesson today， but she took a sick leave.
Magda: I see...
Maid: What plans do you have today， my lady?
Magda: I...
Magda: (I really want to go to *somewhere I have never been before*. But... I'd better go secretly， or Viviane will be worried.)
Magda: I... I'm feeling a little tired. I want to take a nap in my room. You can go now.
Maid: Yes， my lady.
Magda: You *must not wake me up* if I don't summon you.
Maid: No problem， my lady.
Magda: Phew， Viviane finally left. Where should I go?
**Chamber of Commerce**
Magda: I heard that a very smart girl started a Chamber of Commerce in Finsel all by her own， and she is doing very well. Maybe I should go there and have a look?
Magda: I can sneak out of the window without Viviane noticing.
—
Servant: Lady， would you like to have a look? This is the latest style.
Magda: I'd like to...
Chamber of commerce: Isn't it Lady Ellenstein? What brings you to me?
Magda: You know me?
Chamber of commerce: Of course， almost everyone in Finsel knows your name.
Magda: But I haven't seen you before...
Chamber of commerce: It doesn't matter. I'm just an ordinary merchant. It's normal that you haven't seen me. Young lady， please allow me to introduce myself. I'm the chairman here.
Magda: You are the legendary chairman of the Chamber of Commerce?!
Chamber of commerce: I am a *legendary one* already? It's my pleasure.
Chamber of commerce: I guess this is your first time here. Is there anything you like? To be honest， young lady， I've liked you since first sight.
Magda: The way you look at me... It feels like...
Chamber of commerce: Like what?
Magda: You are looking at a shining piece of gold...
Chamber of commerce: You caught me. Is it that obvious?
Magda: ...
Chamber of commerce: I did see a shining gold mine.
Chamber of commerce: I want to be friends with you， may I， Lady Ellenstein?
Magda: Yes， but it seems...you want more than just being friends.
Chamber of commerce: You are smart. I like to talk to smart people.
Chamber of commerce: How about I give you some of the latest jewelry?
Magda: Giving me jewelry when we first meet? Quite suspicious.",
Chamber of commerce: Of course not for free.
Magda: What do you want from me?
Chamber of commerce: Relax， young lady. I'm not putting you in any awkward situation. You just need to show up at fancy balls and look stunning in the jewelry.
Chamber of commerce: So what do you think? Quite easy， right?
Magda: You want me to promote your jewelry?
Chamber of commerce: What now? You're so smart. I like you even more now.
Chamber of commerce: :Then what say of you? There will be other reward when you finish this. Although you don't seem to need money at all， a girl can always use some extra allowance.
Magda: I like your frankness.
Chamber of commerce: Then good luck with our cooperation?
Narrator: Just like that， you and the red-headed chairman had your first cooperation， which later became a lifelong friendship.
Narrator: When the war broke out， you left Finsel with her and traveled around the world. Your tacit understanding and excellent business acumen made you endless fortunes.
Narrator: You took some of the money and gave it to people who suffered in the war， to help them rebuild their homes.
Narrator: So， in many places of the world， there are legends of a pair of chivalrous merchants in troubled times.
[End]
**The Slum**
Magda: The Slum... Those ladies have avoided talking about this place. I wonder what it looks like...
Magda: Why don't I just take a look?
Magda: I can sneak out the window. Yes...
—
Magda: So... this is the Slum?
Civilian little girl: Boohoo... Mom， please， don't sell me...
Civilian little boy: I'm starved... I haven't eaten for three days...
Civilian woman: The war... When will it end...
Civilian man: Give me some food... Please...
Magda: ...
Magda: This place...
Narrator: You finally saw the world that was outshone by the prosperity of high society， and it's nothing fancy at all.
Narrator: Even in your worst nightmares， you had never seen such shocking scenes. You even felt fear in addition to shock.
Narrator: But something strange and even more intense is surging in you. Now， you want to...
**Go home**
Magda: It's scary here... I'd better go home... Boohoo， Mom， Dad...
Narrator: You fled this nightmarish place fast and forced yourself to forget everything you saw today.
Narrator: Trying to change is not easy， but sometimes...you miss your fate simply because you are not brave enough.
Narrator: You continued with your carefree life， but you could feel that something was getting further and further away...
Narrator: You thought about that girl every now and then. But that's all - she was nothing more but a small episode in your life.
Narrator: Perhaps， compared to destiny， a stable life is more important to you.
[End]
**Move on**
Magda: Now that I'm here， I can't flinch.
Magda: Just keep going. I， I'm not afraid.
Mystery Girl: ...
Mystery Girl: You are here finally.
Magda: It's you?
Mystery Girl: Girl of Destiny， I have been waiting here for you for a long time.
Magda: Me? Here? I don't know...
Mystery Girl: I'm glad you finally heeded your destiny and came here.
Mystery Girl: The door of destiny has been opened， with your courage as the only key.
Magda: Well...
Mystery Girl: You've finally seen the real Finsel. Yes， the war has started， and you have seen the people who are suffering from war behind the fabricated prosperity...
Magda: I...
Mystery Girl: My girl， haven't you realized? Only you can end this war.
Magda: Me? You mean... I can help them?
Mystery Girl: You are the only one who can save them from misery. Are you ready?
See Story Chat 4.1
**What's the good to me**
Magda: But， what good will it do me?
Mystery Girl: ...You
Mystery Girl: ...
Mystery Girl: You are right. Perhaps... I am wrong
Mystery Girl: You do have everything you want now， and nothing could possibly make you take such a risk.
Mystery Girl: I guess even the most precious *Divine Materials* will not move you.
Mystery Girl: Alas...
Mystery Girl: Now please excuse me...
Narrator: The girl left， and you had a feeling that this strange girl would never appear again.
Narrator: Soon， war swept the entire Finsel， the nobles' false peace was broken， and everyone fled for life in panic.
Narrator: Even your family of highest dignity didn't survive this. It was devastated during the war.
Narrator: High status， fancy clothes， countless balls... Everything that you once had left you.
—
Magda: Boohoo... Viviane， I don't want to leave here... I...
Maid: My lady， this house is no longer ours...
Magda: But... Boohoo， Dad... Mom... I miss you...
Maid: My lady， let's go
Maid: No matter what happens， I will always be your side.
Magda: Boohoo， Viviane， you're all I have left.
Maid: Let's go.
—
Magda: Boohoo... It's so cold.
Mystery Girl: ...
Magda: I don't want this. Boohoo， I want to choose again...
Mystery Girl: ...
Magda: Don't go...
Maid: My lady， I'm here. Shush. Did you have a bad dream?
Magda: Boohoo... Viviane...
Maid: I'm not leaving. I'll always be with you.
Narrator: In countless cold and hungry nights， you dreamed of that girl， longing for another chance given by fate to choose again.
Narrator: But she just looked at you coldly and never responded.
Narrator: The door of destiny closed before your eyes forever.
[End]
**It's troublesome**
Magda: Sounds like a lot of trouble. I won't do anything.
Mystery Girl: ...Is that your real thought?
Magda: Why are you looking at me like this?
Mystery Girl: I... I just feel like I never really knew you.
Magda: ...It's the second time we've ever met， and I don't even know your name.
Mystery Girl: ...
Magda: Is there something wrong?
Magda: Eh， don't go...
Narrator: The girl's frustrated eyes gave you a strange feeling， but you didn't know what it meant.
Narrator: You looked at the girl leaving， feeling empty， as if something was leaving you.
Narrator: You soon left the place and never came back.
Narrator: You went back to your safe and wealthy old life. Nothing seemed to have changed at all.
Narrator: But sometimes you felt something was missing from you life unnoticeably. The wine seemed less mellow and the music seemed less beautiful...
[End]
**Use a beauty contest to decide**
Magda: I don't know. Why don't we use... a beauty contest to decide!
Mystery Girl: ...
**Victory**
Magda: Well， I won.
Mystery Girl: It's the choice of destiny.
Magda: ...
Mystery Girl: Girl of Destiny， follow destiny's decision.
See Story Chat 4.1
**Failure**
Mystery Girl: Girl of Destiny， follow destiny's decision.
See Story Chat 4.1
**Hesitate**
Magda: Ouch?! {shock}
Narrator: You were hesitating when a tiny figure dashed out of nowhere， knocked you down and ran away without looking back.
Magda: Hey! Don't run so fast! Be careful!
Magda: Ouch... It hurts. That child was so reckless.
Magda: Eh? Where is my *purse*?
Magda: Oh， no， it's that child!
Magda: I will...
**Go after him**
Magda: How dare he stole my purse! I will teach him a lessen.
Magda: Don't run!
Strange child: Hey... Young lady， you've chased me for three streets. Aren't you tired?
Magda: Give me back my purse!
Strange child: Running so fast in high heels... I've never seen a lady like you. You're not ladylike at all.
Magda: And I've never seen a child... Eh? You are not a human child?
Strange Oren: Of course not! Young lady， I'm an Oren. Haven't you seen one before?
Magda: Of course I have. I have a few at home... Ahem...
Strange Oren: You don't have to be so cautious. I know what you're talking about. The Oren servants， right?
Magda: I...
Strange Oren: Well， all you nobles do is boss us around...
Strange Oren: Well， you seem different from those annoying nobles.
Magda: ...How?
Strange Oren: Hum， those noble ladies would never visit a place like the Slum.
Strange Oren: Young lady， what are you doing in the Slum?
Magda: I'm... just a little curious.
Strange Oren: Curiosity can be a bad thing sometime， and this is no place for a lady like you.
Strange Oren: Go back， the Slum is full of dangers. Luckily it was me you met. If it were anyone else， hum...
**Come home with me**
Magda: Okay. Well... You... Would you like to come home with me...
Strange Oren: No way!
Strange Oren: Young lady， although I am just an Oren， I have my own principles! No matter how rich you are， I'm not for sale...
Magda: ...
Magda: What are you talking about...
Magda: I mean， maybe you could work at my house. We'll pay you properly， so you don't have to... steal anymore
Strange Oren: I see... I'd love to， but I hope you won't regret this.
—
Narrator: And just like that， you brought this Oren you newly met home， having an interesting Oren servant in your house.
Narrator: This has brought a lot of unexpected joy to your life. But...
Narrator: Viviane would occasionally tell you that something seems unexpectedly missing from the house.
Narrator: But who cares? You have plenty of those things in your house.
[End]
**Give me back my purse**
Magda: I need you to give me back my purse.
Strange Oren: Young lady， given your outfit， you must be very rich， and this purse probably means nothing to you. Is it necessary for you to be so pushy?
Magda: But it belongs to me.
Strange Oren: ...Okay， you got me.
Strange Oren: Here you are.
Magda: ..And you should stop stealing. If you need money， maybe... we could use another servant at my house...
Strange Oren: ...You're willing to let a thief be your servant?
Magda: I just have a hunch that you're not a bad Oren， even though you did something bad.
Strange Oren: You can take back the last part...
Magda: Then...
Strange Oren: As tempting as your offer sounds， I... I don't want to be bossed around by nobles.
Strange Oren: Hey， don't make that look. I'm not talking about you. I don't hate you at all.
Magda: I see. I don't hate you either.
Magda: We， I think we can still be friends.
Strange Oren: Friends?!!
Magda: What's the matter?
Strange Oren: Hahaha， I can't believe it! A lady would want to be friends with an Oren!? Hahahaha...
Magda: Hey， stop laughing!
Strange Oren: Don't be mad. I'm just surprised， hahaha. You are really funny.
Strange Oren: Then let's be friends! Heh heh， I have never tried being friends with a noble lady.
—
Narrator: And just like that， you got a special friend.
Narrator: This Oren friend would pop up from some unexpected corner of your house， such as the roof or a window.
Narrator: He would tell you many interesting things that no one else did， and you would share your joys and sorrows with him.
Narrator: No one else knows about your mysterious friendship， which is a secret only between you two.
[End]
**Let him go**
Magda: Ah... Well， that purse didn't cost me much. I have another 800 like that.
Life must be hard for the children here. Maybe he could trade that purse for a few meals.
Magda: I should go home now. It's been a while. Viviane will be worried if she finds out I left.
Narrator: You left with mixed feelings. What you didn't know was， not long after you left， the Oren who knocked you down came back.
Strange Oren: ...
Strange Oren: She.. left?
Strange Oren: Why would I think... that she would chase me?
Strange Oren: Weird! It must be the hunger's trick. This purse should sell for a lot of money. Haha， meal time!
[End]
**Give up**
Magda: ...
Magda: Well... On second thought， it might be dangerous... Maybe I should just give up.
Narrator: Trying to change is not easy， but sometimes... you miss your fate simply because you are not brave enough.
Narrator: You continued with your carefree life， but you could feel that something was getting further and further away...
Narrator: You thought about that girl every now and then. But that's all - she was nothing more but a small episode in your life.
Narrator: Perhaps， compared to destiny， a stable life is more important to you.
[End]

### Story Chat 4.1

**What should I do**

Magda: What should I do?

Mystery Girl: Destiny will take you where you should be.

Narrator: The girl didn't say anything more. She smiled at you like last time and left quietly.

Narrator: You came home with mixed feelings， and you didn't clam down for a long time.

Narrator: Finally， you made a decision...

—

Magda: Viviane...

Maid: What's wrong， my lady? You've been very upset these two days. What happened?

Magda: I... The war has already begun， hasn't it?

Maid: Well... Don't worry， my lady. It won't affect us.

Magda: No， I can't stand by to see Finsel destroyed by war and conspiracy. I need to do something. Viviane， you will support me， right?

Maid: Of course I'll always support you.

Maid: Grand Duke and Madame are always away. I'm the only one who's with you. I'll always support you no mater what happens.

Magda: Thank you， Viviane.

Maid: But what can we do?

Magda: Let me see...

**Help the Guardsmen**
Magda: I think we can go to the Guardsmen. I heard that Sir Alan is someone who really cares about the civilians.
Magda: Let's go to the Guardsmen to see him. He's sure to help us.
—
Alan: You can't move a wounded one like that. You'll make his injury worse. Carry him like this， yes...
Alan: Don't drink the water there， it's dirty. Wait a second. I'll find you some clean water.
Magda: ...
Magda: It must be hard for Sir Alan， with so much to worry about.
Magda: Viviane， let's help. We can distribute the food and water we brought to the injured.
Maid: Yes， my lady， on my way.
Alan: Phew...I can finally take a break.
Magda: Sir Alan.
Alan: La， Lady Ellenstein. You， you... are here?!
Magda: Sorry， did I scare you?
Alan: No， no...
Alan: I just didn't expect that a lady like you would come here and say hello to me. I was a little nervous.
Alan: Sorry， I was too busy to talk to you.
Magda: It's okay. It's me who came here without telling you.
Alan: I saw you distributed clean food and water to the injured. I want to thank you on their behalf.
Magda: I am also a member of Finsel. I just did my part.
Magda: I can't let you bear the burden of fighting alone.
Magda: I came here today to tell you that I want to join you and fight against Sullas with you.
Alan: You want to join me?!
Alan: Well... Lady Ellenstein， you have already helped a lot by coming here today. Any more would be inappropriate for a lady like you. I...
Magda: Then what is appropriate for a lady? Sir Alan， do you really think that a lady should only go to balls?
Alan: Of course not... Sorry， I， I mean， it would be too dangerous， Lady Ellenstein. I can't put you in danger.
Magda: I'm fully prepared. I will do something no matter what. Please don't refuse me， Sir Alan.
Alan: You... I... I...
Magda: (Sir Alan looks so nervous， was too harsh...)
Alan: I seem to be dumb every time I see you...
Alan: You are so determined. I can't find reason to refuse you any more.
Magda: Thank you， Sir Alan.
Alan: It's... it's me who should thank you. It's so nice of you to have such kindness and courage.
Alan: So， how do you plan to help?
Magda: I'd like to...
**Make a donation**
Magda: I can make a donation. Everything costs， right? Be it weapons， medicine or pensions.
Alan: Well... I know your family is rich， but... Would your father approve?
Magda: I'll find a way to convince my father.
Magda: Viviane， I need to write a letter to my father now， asking for his permission to make a donation to the Guardsmen.
Maid: Yes， my lady， I'll see to it.
Narrator: Your letter got response quickly， but your father just told you to stay at home.
Narrator: Apparently， your father didn't approve of your idea.
Magda: I was naive...
**First Attempt**
Magda: I should figure out some other way.
[Return]
**Second Attempt**
Narrator: Destiny will give you one chance to fail， but not a second.
Narrator: Please try again， and think twice before you decide next time.
[End]
**Call on nobles to join**
Magda: The Guardsmen must be shorthanded now. Though I can do little by my own， I can convince people to join the Guardsmen.
Magda: Many hands make light work.
Alan: Okay， I don't know if it will work... But it's worth a try. Thank you.
Magda: Everybody， please listen to me. The situation is critical now， if we don't take up weapons and join the Guardsmen to protect Finsel， it will become a scorched land one day.
Lady B: Is she insane? She wants us to join those lower beings?!
Lady B: I can't even bear the thought of standing next to those stinky people. I can't stay at this ball another minute.
Lady A: Well， I heard that Grand Duke and Madame are always away. She only has the company of a humble maid.
Lady A: She must have not been well educated to make such rude remarks at a ball. What a disgrace on Grand Duke. Let's get out of here.
Noble B: I can't believe she mentioned the Guardsmen and war in a place like this. Let's drink somewhere else.
Noble A: Exactly. How our lives be compared with those of the commoners? That's so rude. Let's leave here.
Magda: Everyone， please don't go...
Maid: My lady， these people are outrageous! They not only don't help but also mocked us!
**First Attempt**
Magda: I should figure out some other way.
[Return]
**Second Attempt**
Narrator: Destiny will give you one chance to fail， but not a second.
Narrator: Please try again， and think twice before you decide next time.
[End]
**Change the attitude of the nobles**
Magda: The nobles have some prejudice against the Guardsmen， and have been refusing to cooperate. It must have caused you great trouble.
Magda: If we can change their attitude towards the Guardsmen， it will definitely help you a lot.
Alan: That's true. But the prejudice has a long history. I'm afraid it won't go easily.
Magda: Maybe we don't need to make it completely gone. We just have to make them aware of your importance.
Alan: You already have a plan?
Magda: Well， I have some ideas， but I'm not sure if they'll work. I'll give it a try.
Alan: I'm already very glad that you're willing to help. I trust you.
—
Magda: Viviane， help me spread the rumors that Sir Alan has been hailed as a hero by the Guardsmen. The exaggerating the better.
Maid: Spreading rumors? For what reason?
Magda: You'll find out in a few days.
Maid: Okay， I'm on my way. I'm sure you have an agenda.
—
Noble A: These ignorant fools! Calling that civilian boy Alan the hero who saved Finsel!
Noble B: You bet! How could a poor commoner be recognized as a hero? They even said that the Saint is about to meet that civilian hero. How ridiculous!
Noble A: Why would the Saint meet a lower being? These civilians are so ignorant.
Magda: Eh， Sir Orwell， Sir Delixi， what are you talking about? Why are you so angry?
Noble A: Lady Ellenstein， what are you doing here? A lady like you shouldn't hear this.
Magda: I thought I heard Sir Alan's name. Are you talking about him?
Noble B: What did you call him? Sir... Alan?
Magda: Eh... What's wrong with that?
Noble A: You are so naive and simple. A lower being like that should never be called "sir".
Magda: But... That's what my father said of him...
Noble B: You mean Grand Duke?
Noble A: Don't be ridiculous! Why would Grand Duke mention a civilian to you?
Magda: My father wrote back a few days ago， saying that Sir Alan's was mentioned to him. People were saying he was the hero of Finsel.
Magda: And I went to help Sir Alan with Viviane a few days ago. My father wanted me to help Sir Alan as much as possible...
Magda: Sorry， am I talking too much? Maybe a lady shouldn't talk about this?
Noble B: That's absolutely not true. Nothing said by a lady like you will affect your elegance.
Magda: Viviane's calling me. Excuse me， gentlemen.
Noble B: So the rumors are true? The Saint is going to see that brat?
Noble A: But... Even the Grand Duke is busy befriending that brat now. The rumors must be true， right?
Noble B: Grand Duke must have a point. We can't sit around and do nothing. Maybe that brat really got something we don't know.
Noble B: Let's help him and make a donation. When he climbs up someday， he will owe us a favor.
Noble A: You're right. We're already a step behind Grand Duke. We need to move fast.
Noble B: Yeah， we should stop drinking and get prepared.
Magda: Phew， Viviane， how did I do? I didn't give myself away， right?
Maid: No， you did great.
Magda: But using my father as a cover... I hope he won't be mad at me.
Maid: You are Grand Duke's only daughter. He loves you too much to be mad at you.
Narrator: The rumors you spread were very effective， the identity of *Grand Duke's daughter* made people believe what you said.
Narrator: The nobles rushed to help the Guardsmen when they heard the news.
Narrator: With you and Alan' joint effort， the war finally ended.
Narrator: The sky of Finsel is filled with long-lost air of peace， and everyone is smiling.
Narrator: You're finally back to your old peaceful life， knowing that this experience means a lot to you.
See Story Chat 6
**Join the Guardsmen**
Magda: I want to join the Guardsmen!
Alan: What?!
Maid: My lady， you didn't tell me about this plan before you came here...
Maid: It's too dangerous.
Alan: She's right， Lady Ellenstein. I admire your courage， but you don't know how to survive on the battlefield.
Alan: Letting you join the Guardsmen will do no good to you or the other members.
Magda: I...
Magda: Sorry， I... I was too impulsive.
**First Attempt**
Magda: I should figure out some other way.
[Return]
**Second Attempt**
Narrator: Destiny will give you one chance to fail， but not a second.
Narrator: Please try again， and think twice before you decide next time.
[End]
**Help the Spire**
Magda: The mages at the Spire will find a way. Viviane， let's go to the Spire.
Maid: Okay， but... Since the outbreak of the war， the Spire has been closed for a long time， turning away all those ladies who wished to do enchantments... I don't know if there is anyone there.
Magda: Let's go and have a look.
Maid: Anyone here? Mr. Xavier? Are you here?
Maid: My lady， there seems to be no one here. It's so messy here. Have those mages fled?
Magda: No， I'm sure Mr. Xavier will never abandon Finsel.
Magda: Is Mr. Xavier here?
Little Apprentice: Another noble lady to do enchantments? It's war time now， and those pampered still care nothing but their clothes.
Little Apprentice: Just go back. Master Xavier is busy now. He won't do enchantments for you.
Magda: I...
Little Apprentice: I know you. You're the famous Lady Ellenstein. I told you， Master Xavier is busy right now. He won't do enchantments no matter how much you pay.
Magda: I'm not here for enchantments. I know the Spire is facing a tough war right now， and I'm here to help.
Little Apprentice: Help? You must be kidding. What could a pampered young lady like you do? You can't even tell enchantment materials from combat magic materials.
Little Apprentice: Just go home and stop messing around. We don't have time for you.
Maid: You! How could you talk to my lady like that?! You are so rude!
Magda: Viviane， stop. I think this little mage here is has misunderstood us.
Magda: I'm not here on a whim. I really want to help. I want to meet Mr. Xavier. Would you please let him know I'm here?
Magda: Maybe he can spare a minute for me when he is not busy? I will wait for him here.
Little Apprentice: Young lady， why are you so stubborn? I told you， Master Xavier can't see you.
Xavier: Eland.
Little Apprentice: Master! You look terrible. Did the experiment fail again? Are you hurt?
Xavier: I'm fine. And you two are...
Magda: Hello， Mr. Xavier， I'm Magda Ellenstein. I don't know if you remember me， I...
Xavier: I remember you， Lady Ellenstein， but it's not safe here. Whatever you came here for， please go back.
Magda: I'm not going back， Mr. Xavier. I came here with determined mind. I will do whatever I can to stop the war and save Finsel with you.
Xavier: Please...
Magda: You don' t have to persuade me. I can't watch Finsel fall and do nothing.
Magda: Unless you also think I am a worthless noble who makes no good. Otherwise please do not turn me down.
Xavier: We... In that case， I cannot refuse a brave and upright lady like you.
Xavier: Then， what are going to do to help?
Magda: I'd like to...
**Donate magical materials**
Magda: I can buy some magical materials for the mages， to ease your financial burden.
Xavier: Well... Lady Ellenstein， I am touched by your kindness and generosity， but I think perhaps you should ask your father first.
Magda: I know what you mean. I'll find a way to convince my father.
Magda: Viviane， I need to write my father a letter now， to ask him for permission of a donation to the mages.
Maid: Yes， my lady， I'll see to it.
Narrator: Your letter got response quickly， but your father just told you to stay at home.
Narrator: Apparently， he didn't agree with you.
**First Attempt**
Magda: I was too naive... I have to find another way.
[Return]
**Second Attempt**
Narrator: Destiny will give you one chance to fail， but not a second.
Narrator: Please try again， and think carefully before you decide next time.
[End]
**Help evacuate civilians**
Magda: I can help evacuate those civilians on the front!
Xavier: This is not easy， Lady Ellenstein. Are you really ready for it?
Magda: Yes， I think I can do it.
—
Magda: Everyone， you should get out of here now... Frenzied Sullas are coming. You are in danger.
Civilian man: What are you talking about， noble girl? Danger? I think you're the one in danger.
Civilian man: You look pretty， little girl. Why don't you join me for a drink?
Maid: You! How rude you are!
Magda: ...Viviane， don't fight. Let's talk to someone else.
Magda: Please leave quickly. War will soon begin and it's dangerous to stay here.
Civilian woman: Can't you see I'm too busy salvaging grass roots? Leave me alone. I'm not like you， noble girl. You don't have to work to get fed!
Magda: ...I guess we'll have to try the old-fashioned way.
Magda: Excuse me...
**Victory**
Civilian woman: Hey， what are you doing with your head up all of a sudden? You want to fight? Get out of my way. I'm starving.
**Failure**
Civilian woman: Hey， what are you doing with your head up all of a sudden? You want to fight? Get out of my way. I'm starving.
Magda: ...
Maid: My lady， just ignore them. This mob won't listen to us. Let's go. It's dangerous here.
Magda: ...Did I do it the wrong way?
**First Attempt**
Magda: I should figure out some other way...
[Return]
**Second Attempt**
Narrator: Destiny will give you one chance to fail， but not a second.
Narrator: Please try again， and think carefully before you decide next time.
[End]
**Persuade nobles to donate**
Magda: Maybe... I can persuade other nobles to donate wagons for transport during the war.
Magda: Because of the war， people tend to no travel now， there should be a lot of noble families whose wagons are idle.
Magda: If used in the war effort， they can help.
Xavier: That sounds a good idea， but not all nobles are as kind as you are. I tried to persuade some nobles to donate， but...
Magda: I know it's not easy， but I'll do my best. Mr. Xavier， please trust me.
—
Magda: Ladies and gentlemen， war has broken out， and if we don't stop it in time， it won't be long before it impacts us.
Magda: I think it's time for all of us to act and help the mages fight together.
Lady A: We should leave the war for the Spire and those mages to handle. What can we do to help...
Magda: But if we don't do anything and let the war rage on， many trade routes will be closed. We won't be able to drink Lionheart Kingdom's wine or buy Mandaria's silk...
Lady B: That sounds like a big problem. I wanted to make myself another silk fan.
Noble A: Right， and the price of wine has gone up recently. I can't live without wine...
Magda: I have a proposal. Now the roads are damaged and we can't travel often， most of our wagons are idle.
Magda: Maybe we could donate our family wagons to the Spire to transport supplies for the war， which would help them a lot.
Magda: As long as we all do our part， I believe the war will end soon.
Magda: And the shortage of wine， spices， and silk will soon be eased.
Lady B: To donate my wagon...
Lady A: What is the little girl thinking...
Lady B: Well， since we can't go out nowadays， we might as well do the Ellensteins a favor.
Lady A: You are right... Letting Lady Ellenstein owe us a favor is more valuable than mere wagons.
Narrator: Your lobbying worked. The nobles were willing to do you a favor because of your family name， and they all donated their wagons and horses to you.
Narrator: With your help， the Spire's job got a lot easier. After a rough time， the war ended.
Narrator: Finsel has finally regained prosperity and safety， and you have gone back to your old， peaceful life. Everything seems no different than before the war.
Narrator: But you know very well that you have gained a lot.
See Story Chat 7
**Join the mages**
Magda: I want to join the mages and fight with you!
Xavier: Sorry， Lady Ellenstein， I appreciate your passion， but this is not going to work.
Maid: My lady， Mr. Xavier is right. You don't know any magic. How can you help like that? It's too dangerous!
Magda: I... Sorry， I was too impulsive.
**First Attempt**
Magda: I should figure out some other way.
[Return]
**Second Attempt**
Narrator: Destiny will give you one chance to fail， but not a second.
Narrator: Please try again， and think carefully before you decide next time.
[End]
**Lobby the Senate**
Magda: I want to go to the Senate.
Magda: The war will soon sweep the entire Finsel， and the nobles can't just sit by. The Senate needs to take this seriously.
Maid: But...t hose people of the Senate are stubborn. Can we convince them?
Magda: We can't do that with pure talking. I remember that the Senate is very strict with the process of submitting proposals. If we don't follow their rules， we can't persuade them.
Maid: Then what should we do?
Magda: I will write a few proposals and submit them as required. It should help.
Maid: Okay， I will get prepared.
—
Magda: Phew... Finally done...
Maid: You've written so many proposals?
Maid: It must be hard. Let me rub your shoulders for you.
Magda: Well， I haven't written any proposals before and I'm not very familiar with the writing techniques about them， so I have to be very careful and take everything into concern.
Maid: I'm going to the Senate to submit them!
Magda: Wait!
Maid: Eh?
Magda: It's my first time writing proposals， and I think... it's better to show them to my mentor.
Maid: Lord Sakan? Right! Lord Sakan works for the Ministry of Justice and knows how to write these!
Magda: It's late. We shouldn't bother him now. Let's go tomorrow.
—
Magda: Master Barris， you are home， great!
Barris: Good day， Lady Magda.
Barris: I was only briefly instructed by the Grand Duke in teaching you the general knowledge of law， so you don't need to call me that anymore.
Barris: You can just call me Barris.",
Magda: Well... Okay， Lord Sakan.
Barris: So， what brings you here so early in the morning?
Magda: Master... Ahem， Lord Sakan， I want to write some proposals on the Sulla War for the Senate.
Magda: The war has already begun， and many parts of the city outside the upper town were destroyed， and even some parts of the upper town were affected.
Magda: But the Senate hasn't done anything yet. If it goes on like this， the war will spread to every corner of Finsel.
Magda: I want to do my part for Finsel， so... If my proposals could persuade the Senate to act， the war might end sooner.
Barris: I'm glad you have such insight and determination.
Magda: You will support me， right?
Barris: Of course， war treats nobles and civilian equally.
Barris: If we do nothing， it will sweep everything.
Barris: But， many of the nobles of Finsel still refuse to wake up from the dream of peace. They keep their eyes closed， pretending there is no war.
Barris: When the majority are asleep， it takes more courage to be awake.
Barris: Lady Ellenstein， I'm impressed by your courage.
Barris: Let me join you in waking those in sleep.
Barris: What can I do for you?
Magda: I'm so glad that you are willing to help.
Magda: I tried to write some proposals on my own， but it's a new territory to me， and I was afraid that I was not thorough enough.
Magda: So I'd like you to take a look at them and tell me what you think.
Magda: I... I wrote them yesterday. They are probably a bit crude...
Barris: Let me see.
Barris: Commend civilians， collect magical materials， form a troop of mages of the Spire， forcibly expropriate private troops of nobles， forbid the monopoly of goods during the war time...
Barris: Is this really your first time writing proposals?
Magda: What's the matter?
Barris: I'm just... amazed. You are very talented. Maybe you have the potential for politics.
Magda: ...I'm flattered.
Barris: I am not complimenting you. These are all the top priorities right now. It's just that due to your lack of experience， they have some omissions in details， and... some wording problems.
Barris: For the nobles of the Senate， sometimes wording is more important than the content.
Magda: Really?
Barris: For someone who wrote proposals for the first time， you did very well. Even me in the past might not be as good as you.
Magda: Stop saying that. How can I be compared with you? You are the Minister of Justice.
Barris: You don't need to be too modest.
Barris: We'll polish these proposals up a bit before putting them forward in a more acceptable way and unfolding them step by step.
Barris: It'll be easier for them to get passed.
Magda: Okay， sounds like a great plan.
Narrator: Under you and Barris' and effort， the Senate soon passed your proposal， and the nobles were more active in the war effort.
Narrator: Finally， the war ended.
Narrator: Finsel is back in peace， and after so many busy days， you can finally rest.
—
Magda: Lord Sakan， the war is over. What do you want to do now?
Barris: This war made me realize that I probably have been in Finsel too long.
Magda: You want to leave Finsel?
Barris: Being trapped too long in one place will shackle one's mind.
Barris: I'd like to see the world outside and learn about the customs and laws of other cities.
Magda: But I think you have a very flexible mind， and you often have a lot of unique ideas.
Barris: That's because... I have been with you.
Magda: The world outside... I'm a little curious too. I grew up in Finsel and never left here. Sometimes I wonder what it's like beyond the sea...
Barris: If so... May I ask， would you like to travel somewhere else with me?
Magda: Alright! Father would not approve if I travel alone， but he definitely won't say no if I travel with you.
Magda: Besides... traveling with you must be a lot of fun， and I will learn a lot! It's so anticipating!
Barris: If you say so， I will try to shorten my preparation time.
Barris: After all， it would be a crime to keep a lady like you waiting.
See Story Chat 8
**Have a peace talk with Sulla**
Magda: I'm going to the Sulla Forest for a peace talk.
Maid: What?!
Maid: No， my lady， it's too dangerous， and Grand Duke and Madame would never approve.
Maid: We can find another way to help. I can't let you do something so risky.
Magda: Viviane， listen to me.
Maid: No， my lady， I won't agree no matter what you say.
Magda: Viviane， just trust me...
Maid: I... My Lady， Grand Duke and Madame left you in my care， and I've been with you since you were a child. If anything bad happened to you， I'd never forgive myself.
Magda: Viviane， I understand your worry， and I think of you as my sister. This is exactly why I share everything with you.
Magda: I'm not doing this on a whim， and believe me， I care about my life. I won't act recklessly.
Maid: But...
Magda: I've looked into it， and Sullas are not a warlike race.
Magda: The Sulla Forest and Finsel had maintained a peaceful and friendly relationship and never attacked each other like now.
Magda: So I think there must be some unusual reasons behind this war. It's not as simple as it seems.
Maid: Do you have any idea what it is?
Magda: I don't know yet， but I think a trip to the Sulla Forest on my own will help me find out.
Maid: But...
Magda: Viviane， don't worry， I've grown up. I'm no longer the child who didn't know anything.
Magda: Look， I can figure so much information out on my own. So trust me， I can protect myself.
Maid: ...
Maid: My lady， are sure about this? Do you really want to go?
Magda: Yes， I've made up my mind.
Magda: I have a feeling that if I give up now， I'm going to miss a lot.
Maid: Then I'll go with you.
Magda: No way.
Maid: Why not? My lady， I can protect you. I can't just stand by and let you do this alone.
Magda: Viviane， it's not that I don't want to take you， but Sulla Forest is a completely new place.
Magda: Neither of us is good at fighting. If we go there together， the risk will only be greater.
Magda: I'll bring some guards to protect me. Don't worry.
Maid: But...
Magda: If you really want to help， go find someone for me.
Maid: You mean?
Magda: Well， after all， it's my first time to leave Finsel， and the Sulla Forest is huge. I don't think I can find the right direction even with a map.
Magda: It is said that there is a lady who is familiar with the Sulla Forest. Maybe she can be our guide.
Maid: I see， my lady， I will find her.
Magda: Thank you， Viviane.
Maid: Alas...
Magda: What's the matter?
Maid: No. My lady， I just feel...
Maid: You seem to have become so strong before I knew it， and I am still the maid I used to be， and there is less and less I can do for you.
Magda: How come? Viviane， you will always be indispensable family to me.
Maid: My lady， I am willing to do anything for you.
Narrator: Viviane was very efficient and you found your guide very quickly.
Narrator: When the other nobles heard that you were going to the Sulla Forest alone， they thought you were insane and said many harsh things about you.
Narrator: But none of that is going to stop you.
Narrator: You are ready to go to the Sulla Forest.
—
Magda: That's it. You should follow me no more.
Guard: My lady， we are supposed to protect you.
Magda: The Sullas are still hostile to Finsel， and if I take you in there with me， they might think we're here to wage war.
Magda: It'll only make things worse. Since we are out of Finsel now， you should all listen to me.
Guard: But...
Magda: No buts. You wait here for me and keep our guide safe.
Magda: Miss Guide， thank you for your help all the way. Now I need to walk the rest of my path alone.
Civilian woman: Well... Lady Ellenstein， are you sure you don't need my company?
Magda: Yes， you've helped a lot by walking here with me. I can't risk your safety. You should stay here. My guards will take care of you.
Civilian woman: ...Okay， the roads are winding in the forest， and the deeper you go， the more complicated the forest is. You must be careful.",
Magda: I will.
—
Narrator: You said goodbye to others and went deep into the forest alone.
The fog got thicker， and after a while， you saw a fork in the road.
You will...
**Go left**
Magda: I can't flinch here. This should be the right direction.
Magda: The fog is thick. I'm completely lost...
—
Magda: Boohoo， I don't know where I am. What now...
**Keep moving forward**
Magda: I am already here. I have no choice but to move on.
—
Magda: Eh? What a strange tree...
Magda: It's so big. Even three of me can't hold it... It's at least a few hundred years old.
Magda: There is nothing like this in Finsel...
Magda: Um， I'm tired and sleepy. I should use this place as a shelter and get some sleep.
Mysterious Voice: Girl in sleep... Who are you?
Magda: Um...
Mysterious Voice: Answer me. Who are you? Why would you break into the forbidden zone of Rime Forest?
Magda: Forbidden? Sorry， I don't know. I'm just passing by. I was so sleepy that I took a rest here.
Magda: I'm sorry if I offended you.
Magda: Where are you? I can't see you... I don't know whether I'm dreaming or awake.
Mysterious Voice: I don't care if you're dreaming or awake. Answer me. What's your purpose here?
Magda: I... I am an envoy from Finsel， and I came to the Sulla Forest to find out the reason of the war between Sullas and Finsel.
Magda: I want to meet with the Sulla Queen and talk to her， and maybe I can find out why.
Mysterious Voice: A pampered noble girl came to the forest alone for a peace talk? What do you think this is? A game?
Magda: I've made all the preparations before I came， and I came with the utmost sincerity.
Magda: Mr. Mysterious， you did all the questioning， but I don't know who you are yet. Why don't you at least show up just to be fair?
Mysterious Voice: If you want to see me so bad...
Mystery Man: As you wish.
Magda: Ah... My head hurts...
Magda: So I was dreaming...
Mystery Man: What does it matter if you were dreaming or not， stray kitten?
Magda: Eh? You... are the voice from my dream.
Mystery Man: That's right， clever kitten. To reward your smartness， I won't punish you for your trespass into the forbidden zone.
Mystery Man: Just go.
Magda: Wait.
Mystery Man: You don't want to go? I don't want to be rough with a lovely kitten like you， so don't make this hard for me.
Magda: Are you the guardian of the forbidden zone?
Mystery Man: You just won't give up. You really want to know who I am? Will you leave if I tell you?
Magda: I can't.
Mystery Man: ...Should I reward you for your honesty?
Magda: As the guardian of the forbidden zone， you must be familiar with this place. Do you know where the Sulla Queen's palace is? And how do I get there?
Mystery Man: You have too many questions， kitten.
Magda: Then... Will you answer me?
Mystery Man: I'd love to， stray kitten， but haven't you realized yet? You're in the wrong place. This is Rime Forest， not Sulla Forest.
Magda: Frost Forest?
Magda: I've never heard of it， and it's not on the map... Mr. Guardian， you are not lying to me， are you?
Mystery Man: How would I lie to a poor lovely kitten?
Mystery Man: Stop looking at your map. The Rime Forest is not on any map.
Magda: Well...
Mystery Man: ...Well， for the sake of your innocent blue eyes， I'll tell you..
Black Glove: I am the guardian of the forbidden zone. I'm trapped here by the curse of the magic sword， and it is my duty to guard the sacred tree until the Queen arrives. You can call me Black Glove.
Magda: Mr. Black Glove...
Black Glove: Rime Forest is not far from the Sulla Forest， but the entrance to the Rime Forest is blocked by a barrier that prevents ordinary people from entering.
Magda: But I am here.
Black Glove: Yeah， you're the first one I've seen since I woke up.
Black Glove: The barrier of the Rime Forest just let you in， and I think maybe it's the old scared tree's doing.
Magda: The old...
Black Glove: Don't look so surprised， kitten. You'd use worse language if you looked at the same dumb tree for hundreds of years and never saw anyone.
Magda: That must be hard for you， Mr. Black Glove.
Black Glove: That's true， but I think the hard days will be over soon.
Magda: Eh?
Black Glove: Don't you see， my silly kitten? The sacred tree let you in for one reason.
Magda: What reason?
Black Glove: The only one that the sacred tree can't stop is Rime Queen.
Black Glove: You are finally here， Your Majesty.
Magda: Me? I am a queen? You must be kidding me...
Black Glove: If you don't believe me， try to put your hand on the sacred tree.
Magda: ...
Magda: Eh? These leaves are glowing...
Black Glove: I'm Black Glove， the guardian of the forbidden zone. Greetings， Your Majesty the Rime Queen.
Magda: Well...
Black Glove: I don't think you need to find the Sulla Queen any more. As the Rime Queen， you can summon the power of the sacred tree， and that tremendous power can fulfill any wishes you have.
Magda: Really? Sounds a bit reckless...
Magda: Just like this? Touching the tree? No need to pay any price?
Black Glove: If you must do something to feel good， you can lift the curse for me when your strength is fully restored.
Magda: Okay... But I must tell you that I was born and raised in Finsel. I have always been Magda Ellenstein. I'm not the Rime Queen.
Black Glove: You may think whatever you like， Your Majesty.
Narrator: Just like that， you used the power of the sacred tree to stop the war together with Black Glove， bringing Finsel back to its former peace and prosperity.
Narrator: And the guardian of the sacred tree will always protect his Rime Queen.
See Story Chat 9
**Step back**
Magda: Boohoo... I can't see anything.
Narrator: Unfortunately， fate is unpredictable. Even if you had gone so far， one flinch could result in failure.
Narrator: You were lost in the fog of Sulla Forest and couldn't find your way out.
Narrator: The guards at the entrance waited for five days but their master never returned.
Narrator: The faithful guards ventured into the forest for days to search for you， but found you nowhere.
Narrator: No one ever saw you again， as if you just disappeared from the world.
Narrator: Maybe you hid in a hole in a tree， or even befriended a rabbit...
Narrator: Or maybe， you just went back to where you belonged.
Narrator: We will never know.
[End]
**Call for help**
Magda: Boohoo... Help!
Magda: Boohoo... I'm so scared...
—
Mystic Sulla: Eh... Are you all right， human lady?
Magda: Um， the fog cleared... A man with wings... You are a Sulla?
Mystic Sulla: Yes， human lady! Sorry， I am not very good at speaking human language.
Magda: It's pretty good. I don't hear any difference.
Mystic Sulla: How did you end up in the Sulla Forest alone?
Magda: I am Magda Ellenstein， the envoy from Finsel， and I came here for the peace between the Sulla Forest and Finsel.
Mystic Sulla: So you are an envoy.
Magda: Do you know where the Sulla Queen's palace is? I'd like to meet the Queen and speak to her.
Sulla Messenger: I am the Queen's special envoy to Finsel for peace talks， and you happened to show up on my way.
Sulla Messenger: I will take you to see the Queen. I believe that with you and the Queen's joint effort， peace will soon come between the Sulla Forest and Finsel.
Magda: Great， thank you so much.
Sulla Messenger: Hold on tight. I'll carry you there.
Magda: I've never flied before!
—
Magda: Wow， that tree looks so small up from here.
Basim: If you like this， I can take you to fly more times when the war is over.
Magda: Then that's a deal.
Narrator: You and this Sulla envoy met the Sulla Queen together. With your efforts， the war stopped spreading.
Narrator: And you have forged a bond with this scholarly Sulla.
Narrator: A white-winged Sulla can sometimes be seen flying over the forest with a gorgeously dressed noble girl.
Narrator: They are free as birds and light as wind.
[End]
**Go right**
Magda: The fog is so heavy， I can't see the road at all...
Magda: Maybe I should go back to where I was and wait for the fog to clear.
[Return]
**Move forward**
Magda: The fog is so heavy， I can't see the road at all...
Magda: Maybe I should go back to where I was and wait for the fog to clear.
[Return]
**Stay put**
Magda: It's been an hour... The fog hasn't cleared. I can't wait any longer.
[Return]

### Story Chat 5

Magda: Then I want to be a rich businesswoman.

Magical Creatures: As a businesswoman， you have to take risks that may cause you to go bankrupt. And also you can't offend anyone. It's not easy.

Magical Creatures: So， are ready?

Magda: Of course.

Magical Creatures: Please tap the confirm button， and the game will begin.

Magda: Is there any difference between the two buttons?

**I'm ready**
Magical Creatures: Just go through the motions. Anyway， the games begins!
**Let's start**
Magical Creatures: Just go through the motions. Anyway， the games begins!
Magda: It's too hasty! Hold on! Ground!? Why it's shaking?

Magical Creatures: It's not hasty at all. Haven’t we confirmed twice?

Magical Creatures: I have to remind you that you cannot save in the game. So， please think carefully before you make a choice.

Magical Creatures: Oh， I almost forgot one thing.

Magda: The ground suddenly stopped shaking.

Magical Creatures: When the game starts， you will completely lose all your memory. You will take all that as your real life.

Magda: Ah?!

Magical Creatures: This is also part of the rules of the game.

Magda: Sounds unreasonable... Is there still time for me to refuse?

Magical Creatures: I wish you a happy journey.

—

Narrator: You were born in a merchant family that had been doing business for generations. It is no exaggeration to say that your family were as rich as a country.

Narrator: Unfortunately， your parents did not love each other. When you were five， they chose to separate， and your mother left the city.

Narrator: They might not love each other， but they both loved you. Although your father was busy with his work， he was still by your side. Your mother was in a different place， she still often sent you letters and some interesting little toys.

Narrator: Today is your 15th birthday. Your father asked you what gift you want——

**True love**
Magda: I... I want true love， a person who can always be with me.
Narrator: Your father heard your answer， thought about for a while and turned away. The next morning after you woke up...
Maid: My Lady! My Lady! Lord， lord...
Magda: Viviane， slow down. What’s wrong with my father?
Maid: Hoo... He found a group of men for you to choose!
Magda: A group of men?!
Maid: Yes， they are in the garden! Please go to take a look!
—
Noble A: Lady Ellenstein， only such a beautiful lady like you deserves a handsome man like me.
Noble B: Well， Lady Ellenstein and I met at a charity dinner a few years ago， and she thought highly about me.
Magda: Did my father find all the people here?
Servant: Yes. Are you satisfied my lady? These dozens of excellent men were carefully selected by lord in Finsel.
Magda: Hmmm...
Servant: By the way， here’s the letter he left you.
Magda: Letter? [Dear daughter， among these people， you can choose who you want to marry. ——Your loving father]
Magda: Choose?
**Choose one**
Magda: I just need someone who truly loves me.
Servant: No problem， my lady. I'll go and ask the others to leave.
Noble A: Lady Ellenstein， I’m glad you chose me.
Narrator: You were not familiar with your future husband. You didn't even know his name. But fortunately， he loved you very much and your marriage was a happy one.
Narrator: Decades later， you have changed from a girl to a woman. You didn't earn much， but since you had inherited all your father's property， the life was affluent and carefree.
[End]
**I want them all**
Magda: In that case， I want them all!
Servant: I don’t think it’s a good idea， my lady... Even if lord agrees， the law does not allow it.
Magda: Since father said that， it must be no problem. Date him on Monday， be with this one on Tuesday， that for Wednesday， and Thursday... Mm-hmm， it will do.
Narrator: Your excellent social skills made you do well in the aristocratic circle. You dated every excellent noble young man， but you never made any promises.
Narrator: Decades later， with the help of those who admired you， you had made your career successful， and became a well-known business giant in Finsel.
Narrator: You had gained huge wealth， and countless excellent men fell in love with you. Although， you hadn’t chosen to find your true love at first.
[End]
**Countless coins**
See Story Chat 5.1
**Freedom**
Magda: I haven’t decided yet. But don't worry， I'll let you know as soon as I decide.
—
Maid: Why are you packing yourself， my lady? Put it down. I’ll do it.
Magda: Help me take the hat in the wardrobe. The one I wore yesterday.
Maid: Yes， my lady. But where are you going?
Magda: I will run away from home.
Maid: Run away from home?!
Magda: Shh! Viviane， keep your voice down!
Maid: Why do you want to run away?
Magda: I haven't left Finsel since I was born. I want to see what places outside Finsel are like.
Magda: What's more， running away from home is a necessary part in the novels!
Maid: But， but...
Magda: There's no but. Viviane， you go to the door and watch my father for me!
Maid: Will you take me with you?
Magda: Of course. Keep it a secret! Never tell anyone!
Maid: Yes， lady!
Narrator: Over the next few days， your plan went as expected. No one should know except Viviane.
—
Magda: Viviane， hurry up. Have you brought everything?
Maid: Yes， my lady. I prepared two boxes of your favorite snacks. Your favorite dress was also put on the carriage， and also your savings tank.
Magda: Go then.
Maid: Wait， my lady!
Magda: What's the matter?
Maid: There’s one more person...
Magda: One more?!
Servant: My lady， it’s me. I'm afraid Viviane can't take care of you alone. I will solve all the things that are inconvenient for you to deal with.
Magda: But...
Servant: It's getting late， my lady. If you don't go now， lord may find you're not in the room soon.
Magda: All right then， let's go.
—
Maid: My lady， look， the sun is rising!
Magda: Yes， the sunrise in the suburbs looks completely different from that in Finsel.
Servant: My lady， the mat has been laid and the refreshments are also ready.
Magda: I'm full.
Maid: Lady， napkin.
Magda: Life away from home seems also good.
Magda: It feels like going out for a picnic.
Narrator: In this way， you took your intimate servants， favorite dresses and enough money to live outside for a period of time.
Narrator: During these days， you experienced many magnificent scenery， unheard things and all kinds of people.
Narrator: You understood a truth， after finding most people's difficult life came from lack of money. Although money is not everything， you cannot live without it.
Narrator: So you decided to go back and took over your family business!
See Story Chat 5.1

### Story Chat 5.1

Magda: I want to take over my family business! I have to earn money!
Magda: What father earns is always his. I need to earn my own.
Magda: So， I’ll learn from my father! Take over the business as soon as possible and become an excellent businesswoman!
Narrator: Certainly， your father agreed to all your requirements and respected your ideas very much. So， what business do you want to start with——
**Jewelry**
Narrator: You choose to start with the jewelry and learn how to do business.
Narrator: In order to do business better， you decide——
Narrator: Go do a market research! As for the location of the research， you chose the most famous jewelry store in the Upper Town in Finsel.
Fat businessman: This way， my lady!
Fat businessman: These are the latest new products of the current season. Please have a look.
Magda: This necklace is so beautiful.
Fat businessman: I must say that you have good taste， my lady. Have you seen the diamond inlaid in the middle? This diamond has 999 facets.
Magda: 999 facets?!
Fat businessman: Yes， it's cut with the latest technology from Rayorca.
Magda: Are there many people who buy it?
Fat businessman: Why do you ask such a question? Are you here...
Magda: Well， I...
Fat businessman: Oh， I see. Don't worry. A beautiful noble lady like you must be afraid of wearing a same stone with others.
Magda: You are right.
Fat businessman: You can rest assured. It will be customized according to your requirements. Each necklace is unique， just like there is no another beautiful lady in Finsel like you.
Magda: Sounds good...
Fat businessman: We are offering a discount now. Like this necklace， the original price was 999 coins， but now 899.
Magda: I’ll have one!
Fat businessman: No problem. You just need to provide us with the address later. We will deliver it to your house after it is completed.
Fat businessman: Would you like to look at other things? It's a pity not to put a matching ring with such a necklace. What do you think?
Magda: What do you recommend?
Fat businessman: Look at this one， my lady. It used the same technique...
Narrator: You bought a lot of things in this shop. You suddenly understood that perhaps a qualified assistant is also a necessary role for a store.
Magda: Viviane， go and get all my jewelry boxes out.
Maid: Yes， my lady!
Maid: My lady， they are all here. Speaking of， what do you want these jewels for?
Magda: I’m wondering what kind of jewelry is the most attractive.
Maid: Of course the biggest one!
Maid: Like the necklace advertised on the street， it has 999 facets! Just looking at the advertisement， I feel very excited!
Magda: Yes， how can anyone resist jewelry like that! I spent a lot of money this afternoon.
Maid: Anyway， it should be big and shining!
Magda: Well... Let me see...
Narrator: You considered various factors and finalized several key products for the store from many design drafts. So your jewelry store opened
**Outcome A**
Magda: It's our first day of business. We'll be open soon. Viviane， are the tea and desserts ready?
Maid: Don't worry， my lady， they are all set in the lounge area.
Magda: I'm still a little nervous， phew.
Magda: Let's go， Viviane. Let's welcome customers at the door.
—
Lady A: Sis， look at this! This is a really nice shop.
Lady B: This brooch is very good - the pearl design is so exquisite.
Lady A: This， and this - wrapped all of them up for me.
Magda: ...Looks like we are doing very well.
Narrator: Due to your good sense of style， your jewelry brand has quickly become popular at Finsel， and you've become one of the most respected jewelers among ladies.
Narrator: And the other brand... is the Linglan Chamber of Commerce， of course. You and Linglan have been through a number of confrontations and cooperations， and have become appealed to each other.
Maid: My lady， Chairman Linglan is here.
Linglan: Good morning， Lady Ellenstein.
Magda: Good morning， Lady Linglan. Sorry that I haven't prepared you tea or desserts in advance. What kind of tea would you like?
Linglan: Black tea would be fine. You don't seem surprised at all that I came to see you today.
Magda: We haven't really sat down to talk， but I think we are already old acquaintances.
Magda: If it weren't for you， I wouldn't have been able to close that deal with Rayorca. I'm still trying to figure out how to repay your favor.
Linglan: I made a fortune through that deal， so don't mind.
Magda: What brings you here?
Linglan: As you know， the sales volume of jewelry is very limited among ladies. And due to the high cost， the profit is also limited.
Linglan: So， are you interested in starting a new business?
Narrator: Your cooperative purposes matched perfectly and you soon became best friends. Hand in hand， you built a huge jewelry empire in Finsel.
[End]
**Outcome B**
Lady A: Oh my， what are these!
Lady B: So dazzling! What are these strange jewels?
Lady A: Accepting an invitation to a shop like this is a disgrace on my taste， Sis， let's get out of here!
Magda: Eh， wait...
Lady B: Every second here is torture to my eyes.
Narrator: Unfortunately， your taste for fashion was almost zero. Your jewelry was nothing but the piling of precious materials.
Narrator: But you wouldn't give up! You decided to wear the jewels yourself and go to the balls!
—
Magda: This ball looks suitable... So many people - a perfect place for publicity!
Lady A: What， what is that... Why is she wearing jewelry all over her body...
Lady B: Those jewels seem to be from that new shop that opened a few days ago.
Lady A: Horrible taste... What a joke to come to the ball dressed like that. She's like a walking Christmas tree - one with all the presents.
Magda: ...
Narrator: You heard what people said about you and felt frustrated. You went to the back garden alone， waiting for the ball to end so that you could leave...

Maggie: Good evening.
Magda: Hello， I’m Magda.
Maggie: Magda， you can call me Maggie!
Magda: What can I do for you， Miss Longlan?
Maggie: I love your jewelry... The agate of this necklace is from Mandaria， right? It's so beautiful...
Maggie: Wow! And the feathers of the headdress and the gold make a perfect match! Magda， where did you get all these jewels?
Magda: Eh， you like them?
Maggie: Well!
Narrator: Although the publicity failed， you unexpectedly met a friend who had the same taste like you. Not a bad ending.
[End]
**Wine**
Narrator: You chose wine to start your own business， but unfortunately， business since opening was not ideal.
Narrator: Because there were many wineries in the market， and yours had no advantages to attract customers.
Magda: It cannot go on like this...
**Choose to innovate**
Magda: I need to find a another way. Making traditional wine only will bring me no competitive edge.
Maid: My lady， Wine Tasting hosted by Bartender Guild sent you an invitation.
Magda: There is a Bartender Guild?
Maid: It's probably that several famous bartenders discussed their experience together， which attracted more people， so the guild founded.
Magda: It sounds like a good opportunity...
Maid: My lady， are you going to attend it?
Magda: I...
**Yes**
Magda: Go have a try. I can't think of any good plan at home.
—
Magda: So many kinds of liquor... I’ll try them one by one.
Vicky: How about trying this Mead?
Magda: Honey and alcohol match perfectly. It’s so good!
Narrator: You met an aristocratic girl at a wine tasting. She loved wine making. You hit it off straight away. You two soon succeeded in establishing the most famous winery in Finsel.
[End]
**No**
Magda: I’m busy at the winery and have no spare time to attend those strange parties.
Magda: Viviane， refuse it for me. This bartender guild doesn't sound reliable.
Maid: Yes， my lady.
Narrator: You heard that a new wine was developed at the Wine Tasting， which made an unknown winery popular in Finsel overnight.
Narrator: You studied in your winery for a few days， but you were not made for the business. A man who claimed to be Gin Lord came to visit you
Gin Marquis: Greetings， Lady Ellenstein!
Magda: How do you do.
Gin Marquis: I don’t know what you like， so I only bring something to drink. What do you think of it?
Magda: Is this the product from your winery?
Gin Marquis: Yes. It comes from a distant place where the malt is quite high quality， and only the top batch of malt would be used to make this drink. It is not some kind of wine. It’s Gin.
Magda: Impressive... It must be very expensive.
Gin Marquis: Well， would you like to try it?
Magda: Of course.
Magda: ...
Magda: Well...
Magda: (It’s so bad!)
Gin Marquis: I know you are eager to open the market for your winery. So I'm here to cooperate with you. I appreciate your taste of wine. Your products will be popular with Gin in Finsel.
Gin Marquis: What do you think of it?
Narrator: There is no other ways， you thought， this may also be a good way out.
Narrator: The Gin you jointly launched was really sought after in the aristocratic circle in Finsel... But you were worried every day for fear of being exposed.
Matthew: Don't worry. The moment the lie is exposed， I will take you out of here and embark on a new journey.
Magda: ...Please don't jinx it!
Narrator: Although you said that， you were no longer afraid of the day when the truth would be revealed to the world.
[End]
**Stick to the old ways**
Magda: All I need to do is producing good wine As long as I keep making wine with good raw materials， someone will recognize my winery!
Narrator: You chose to stick to your way of doing business and not be affected by the current situation. Although your winery had been losing money， you were rich and didn't care much.
Narrator: Because of your wrong choice， no one had ever heard about your winery. Only a few shopkeepers would regularly buy cheap discounted wines from you.
[End]
**Arms**
Magda: Arms business can make a lot of money at any time. It's better to start with it!
Narrator: You intended to achieve success in the arms business， but every time you tried to contact an arms dealer， no matter how careful you were， you eventually failed.
Narrator: It looked like someone didn't want you to do this business.
Narrator: This business is too dangerous. For a newcomer， you were not fully prepared.
[End]
**Bread**
Magda: Food is the most important thing for people， so I’ll start from the bread business.
Maid: Bread? My lady， if you want to make money， don't you have a better choice?
Magda: This is the best choice.
Maid: Eh? Why， my lady?
Magda: Nobles need new trendy clothing every month at dance.
Maid: Well， that’s true.
Magda: But as long as a man live， he needs to eat.
Maid: But nobles rarely take bread sold outside as their staple food.
Magda: So I'm not going to open my shop in Upper Town.
Maid: You are going to open a shop in the slum?!
Magda: Yes， nobles have enough wealth， but their desires are also difficult to meet. They are always pursuing strange and fresh things， but civilians are different.
Magda: They are in large numbers and easily satisfied.
Narrator: You opened a bakery in the slum. The price of bread was low. One day a week， you would also sell cheap ale.
Narrator: Although the profit of each loaf of bread was very low， you sold a lot You have achieved great success in business with this means of management.
Narrator: However， the war finally landed on Finsel. A large number of civilians displaced and food prices rose again and again.
—
Maid: My lady， the bread was sold out as soon as we opened the door.
Magda: Again?
Maid: Recently， a lot of people have came to the slum and everyone is buying food. My lady... Is it really going to war...
Magda: Um...
Maid: Then what's next?
**Hoarding**
Magda: Close the store for a while， send someone to buy food privately and hoard it. Wait until the price rises again and sell together.
Maid: I don’t know， my lady...
Magda: Of course you don’t know. Let them close the bakery tomorrow. Set about buying food.
—
Voice from Void: What a greedy girl.
Magda: Who are you?
Voice from Void: If you lose your heart and make ill-gotten money， you will be punished.
Voice from Void: Your journey is over. Go back and think about what to do and what not to.
[End]
**Hoping for peace**
Magda: For the time being， it will be sold at the current price.
Maid: Yes， my lady!
Magda: Viviane， how much stock of raw materials are there in the warehouse?
If we keep the current consumption rate， it can last up to one month.
Magda: Only one month?
Maid: Yes， my lady!
Magda: Continue to sell at the current sales price， so that people in the slum can at least eat.
Maid: But my lady， we can't go on like this.
Magda: Don’t worry， Viviane. The war will not last long.
Narrator: Despite what you said， you knew very well that you alone can't maintain the food price in the slums. The only solution is to end the war as soon as possible.
Narrator: At this time， you must come up with a solution. You choose to...
**Help the Guardsmen**
Magda: Let's go to the Guardsmen! The Guardsmen must want to solve it quickly to make slum stable again.
Maid: I'll prepare the carriage for you now， my lady!
Civilian man: You guys keep saying you’ll find a way. But now the food is more and more expensive!
Civilian woman: The price of bread has increased tenfold， and the only Ellenstein’s bakery that has not increased its price has limited supply.
Alan: Calm down， everyone! Guardsmen will solve these problems for you as soon as possible!
Alan: But the wounded soldiers on the front line need treatment. Please don't block the door to hinder our work!
Magda: The situation has been under control... People left one after another.
Magda: Alas， Sir Alan is now overwhelmed by these things， and he also has to take into account both internal and external affairs of Finsel.
Alan: First， carry all the wounded to the hospital. Get to work， everyone...
Magda: Sir Alan， I'm sorry to bother you at this time. Are you available now?
Alan: Lady Ellenstein， why are you here!?
Magda: I want to help you!
Magda: I'd like to...
**Donate**
Magda: I want to donate some money. Now the consumption of medicine and weapons every day is a huge expense.
Alan: Yes， there is a shortage of everything， but we have few supplies arrived.
Magda: I can help you. Money may solve most of the problems you face now.
Narrator: Truly， money can fix most of things， like weapons， food and medicine... They were all solved with your money.
Narrator: To this end， you donated most of your wealth. Your attitude also moved your father， and he handed over part of his wealth to you.
Servant: My lady， all the things you ordered a few days ago have been delivered. Here are the documents.
Magda: All right， have you checked with the backup purchase list two days ago?
Servant: Yes. It's all good.
Magda: Eh， did the purchase volume exceed what we expected??
Servant: My lady， the businessman heard that you were going to send them to the front line so he gave more to me in the name of donation.
Magda: I see. Then sort out the materials and send them to the front line later.
Servant: Yes， my lady.
Alan: Lady Ellenstein， here you are!
Magda: Sir， Alan how are you doing these days? I couldn't get here the other day. Have you received the medical supplies I let others deliver here.
Alan: Of course， thank you very much for your generous donation， so that the wounded soldiers on the front line had received timely and proper treatment.
Magda: It's nothing. I’m glad I helped. The payroll for this time. Please check.
Alan: Gee， why is there a cat?
Magda: Maybe he jumped into the car for sleeping.
Alan: Yes， looks comfortable to sleep in the sun.
Magda: He's so cute. Since he’s here， will you take care of him. Sir Alan?
Alan: No problem， Lady Ellenstein.
Narrator: With enough backup， the war soon ended.
Narrator: The peaceful life returned to the city-state Finsel again， and everyone threw themselves into the reconstruction of their homes. You also returned to your peaceful life and started to be busy with your business.
See Story Chat 6
**Call on civilians**
Magda: Maybe I can call on everyone who goes to my shop to join the Guardsmen! At the moment， you must be short of hands.
Alan: Yes. I don’t know if this will work. But please try...
Narrator: You put up recruiting posters in your shop， but those who came to buy bread were poor people worried about their lives， so no one cared about the posters on the wall.
Narrator: They cared more about filling their stomachs than war and country.
Narrator: Soon， your bakery is out of stock. Facing the closing of the shop， you were greatly hit and depressed at home all day.
[End]
**Propagate at dance**
Magda: Maybe I can go to the dance to call on everyone to donate money for you. If nobles take actions， civilians will also join the Guardsmen!
Alan: But will the nobles donate for the poor... They don't seem to like the slums and everything around here.
Magda: This is war we are talking about. I believe everyone will contribute to save Finsel. Anyway， we should try it.
Alan: Very well then. Thank you...
Magda: Please rest assured!
—
Magda: This ball has the most people. I should be able to complete the things promised to Sir Alan here.
Lady A: Look， that little girl looks familiar to me.
Lady B: She should be... Lady Ellenstein.
Lady A: Oh， the rich lady who opened a bakery in the slum.
Magda: I need to lobby everyone to donate money to the Guardsmen!
Lady A: What are you talking about? Donate money to the poor?
Lady B: A daughter of businessman will never be a true noble. Mentioning the poor at such a ball will only make people laugh.
Noble B: What a disappointment. What are you talking about the poor?
Noble A: If the Ellensteins want to donate， then do it. But please leave us alone.
Magda: No， it’s not like that. I... Please listen to me...
Narrator: The nobles did not donate money or materials to the Guardsmen. And you were implicated and left a bad reputation in the aristocratic circle.
Narrator: You felt ashamed to see Sir Alan， so you stayed at home all day， and gradually Lady Ellenstein was forgotten by everyone.
[End]
**Join the Guardsmen**
Magda: I want to join the Guardsmen! Fight with everyone!
Alan: Eh? You want to join the Guardsmen?
Magda: Yes， I want to join the Guardsmen. I can’t just sit at Upper Town and watch all of these. I also want to do my part for Finsel.
Alan: I understand... But Lady Ellenstein， the Guardsmen have to deal with a lot of things every day， and we’re all tired.
Magda: I’m quite aware of it， so I...
Alan: A noble lady like you has a better life and future... You can’t stay in such a place.
Magda: ...I’m sorry. You're right. I'm sorry that my naive idea has caused you unnecessary trouble to you.
Alan: It doesn't matter. I understand what you mean. But if you really want to help us， there will be a better option.
Magda: I guess you are right. I’ll find another way...
[Return]
**Help the Spire**
Magda: Now the war broke out， the mages should be very short of magic materials in the front line， and some people should be responsible for evacuating civilians...
Magda: Maybe I can help...
**Donate magical materials**
Magda: That's it. Let's move things to the room and tell everyone to be careful.
Magda: Put these in the innermost room， and the rest in the one near the outside.
Xavier: Lady Ellenstein， why are you here?
Magda: Mr. Xavier， good afternoon. I heard that mages are short of magic materials， so I purchased some from the Chamber of Commerce and sent them here.
Xavier: These are expensive materials and I assume they cost you a lot.
Magda: It’s nothing. Thanks for your hard work at the front line.
Xavier: Ahem， ahem!
Magda: Mr. Xavier， what's wrong?
Xavier: It's all right. Don’t worry.
Magda: You look very tired. Have you had a good rest in recent days?
Xavier: Well， finally I found a solution. I have to fix everything earlier.
Magda: You mean the war?
Xavier: Okay.
Little Apprentice: Mr. Xavier!
Little Apprentice: Mr. Xavier， why did you run out again! You sacrificed your soul. Lady Bavlenka said you should have a good rest...
Xavier: Ahem， ahem!
Magda: Sacrificed your soul?
Little Apprentice: Lady Ellenstein， you... I...
Xavier: Eland， you go inside. I'll have a word with Lady Magda.
Little Apprentice: Okay， sir.
Magda: Mr. Xavier， is this the way you found... Is it the only way to end the war?
Xavier: Yes. The expansion of Finsel's territory has broken the balance of Sulla Forest. The sun and the moon have been separated from their own trajectory.
Magda: Is that why Sulla waged war on Finsel?
Xavier: Yes. If I let it recover by itself， There will be in wars for at least hundreds of years... I read some ancient books and found a kind of forbidden magic.
Magda: The sacrifice at the cost of soul can restore the balance between the sun and the moon... Have the Sullas calmed down now?
Xavier: It’s only half done... The sun has returned to the right orbit， but the moon is still off.
Magda: Is there a precedent for such a thing?
Xavier: The book only said that this method is feasible， but things as the disorder of the sun and the moon are not recorded.
Magda: Then why did you rush to sacrifice your soul!
Xavier: ...
Magda: Sorry， I wasn’t blaming you... It’s just...
Xavier: It’s okay， Lady Ellenstein. I understand. I don't know what to say after seeing you are so flustered because of the thing I have done...
Magda: You should at least discuss the feasibility of this method with Lady Bavlenka...
Xavier: We have discussed for many times. If I can put everything back on track with magic， it is the best choice at present.
Magda: Didn’t Mr. Shadow have a better idea? Speaking of him， Mr. Shadow is very quiet today...
Magda: He is not here now.
Magda: Eh? Then what is this floating here?
Xavier: It's just that his body still follows me. But his soul， or consciousness， is gone.
Magda: Is it because of the magic?
Xavier: Perhaps.
Magda: Then what are you going to do next? Mr. Shadow and the disorderly moon...
Xavier: The disorder of the sun and moon directly affected the creatures in Sulla Forest， and the disappearance of Shadow may also be related to this. All the secrets may be hidden in Sulla Forest.
Magda: Mr. Xavier， please let me go with you!
Magda: Lady Bavlenka needs to stay and look after the Spire， and Mr. Shadow is not there. I know I don't know magic. I may just be an encumbrance to you. But I will prepare everything you need and accompany you to Sulla Forest...
Xavier: Lady Ellenstein， you are never an encumbrance to me.
Narrator: You found a crescent moon in the depths of the forest. It was immersed in the gurgling spring， emitting a silent glow...
Narrator: With the moon returning to its original orbit， the rebuilt balance gradually restored Sullas’ reason. After that， humans and Sullas built a magic Church in charge of the sun and the moon on the edge of the forest.
Narrator: Finsel may be about to usher in new changes after the war.
See Story Chat 7
**Help evacuate civilians**
Magda: I’ll evacuate people! Mages may not be very good at socializing.
—
Magda: Please be quiet and listen to me...
Civilian man: Where did this noble lady come from? She's asking us to listen to her? Really?
Civilian woman: Right， she’s no boss here.
Civilian woman: A noble lady shouldn't be here.
Magda: You...
**Victory**
Magda: You lost! Now you should listen to me.
Civilian woman: I lost and I have to listen to you? That’s your noble rules， I don't recognize it.
Civilian man: Noble lady， please leave.
**Failure**
Civilian man: Noble lady， please leave.
Narrator: Civilians didn't care about your ball rules. You could only leave the slum and think of other ways back home.
[Return]
**Persuade nobles to donate**
Magda: The front line needed continuous supplies， but the transportation conditions adopted by the Spire were quite bad， so the front line couldn’t get enough supplies...
Magda: It seems that the transport team of Carcelen family has been in Finsel recently. I should go ask Baron Carcelen!
—
Servant: I'm sorry， Lady Ellenstein. The baron has a business appointment today. Why don't you come back another day?
Magda: It’s all right I can wait here.
Servant: The baron has known about your needs. I don't think you'll get any results if you wait here...
Magda: ...OK.
Magda: Alas， I'd better think of another way.
[Return]
**Ask to join the Spire**
Green Robe Mage: You mean， you want to join the mages?
Magda: That's right!
Green Robe Mage: Please stop joking at this time.
Narrator: It’s not surprising that they rejected you whom couldn't do any magic. I should choose a more practical way!
[Return]
**Lobby the Senate**
Magda: Go to the Senate!
Magda: As long as the nobles are willing to help and people can tie together， Finsel will be able to win the war!
Magda: What's going on with the Senate? I guess it would be much easier if the Senate is willing to do something.
Maid: My lady， are... are you going to the Senate?
Magda: Yeah， but I need to prepare a proposal first. It's hard to convince those stubborn nobles of the Senate if I go there empty-handed.
Magda: Let me see...
Noble A: The subject of today's meeting is still the Sulla War. Currently， it seems that Sullas don't want to negotiate with us. Those crazy Sullas are at the door of Finsel.
Noble B: I wonder what those mages of the Spire are doing... With so many new recruits every year， yet you can't count on any of them at a crucial moment like now. And Mr. Xavier is also nowhere to be seen for a long time. And Lady Bavlenka... Alas.
Lady A: Lord Hugh didn't even make it to the meeting today... I wonder what his knights are doing!
Noble A: Anyway， now the Senate must put on our attitude and come up with a plan. Now let's talk about our proposals...
Magda: Excuse me， I have a proposal...
Noble A: That's great， you are Lady Ellenstein on behalf of the Chamber of Commerce? I'd like you to hear your proposal first.
Magda: This is just my humble opinion. My proposal is about...",
**To commend civilians**
Magda: I suggest that we commend the civilian soldiers who fought on the front and contributed a lot...
Magda: They have contributed as much to Finsel as the mages of the Spire and the Knights. Balance of victory tipped in Finsel's favor exactly because of their fighting on the front.
Magda: The soldiers of Guardsmen played an instrumental part in the war...
Lady B: To commend civilian soldiers? Lady Ellenstein， at this critical moment， what you care is the honor of those civilians?
Noble B: Are you kidding me? Civilians don't deserve honor.
Lady A: Is this a meeting of the Senate， or a street speech for civilians? There's no point in letting her talk. It's a total waste of time.
Magda: No... Everyone， just calm down and listen to me...
Noble A: Lady Ellenstein， do you have any other proposals?
Magda: No， but I think this proposal is very meaningful. Just hear me out...
Noble A: That's not necessary， Lady Ellenstein. Since there are no other proposals， I declare the Senate meeting over for today.
Noble A: If you have any other proposals， please leave them until the next meeting， during which you can speak freely.
Narrator: Unfortunately， civilians mean nothing to nobles， and your proposal was completely ignored by the nobles.
[End]
**To collect magical materials**
Magda: My proposal is about collecting magical materials and forming a troop of the Spire mages for the war.
Lady A: Sounds like a good idea. But now that Mr. Xavier hasn't showed up for a long time， who's going to do this?
Noble A: Since it's Lady Ellenstein's proposal， we can let her do it.
Magda: Eh... Okay， leave it to me.
—
Magda: Any way， that's everything you need to know. You can be my assistant and help me sort them!
Little Apprentice: Are you really familiar with these materials?
Magda: Eh， I guess?
Little Apprentice: Those two can't be put together! They will both lose effectiveness like that!
Magda: I see! Then I'll just put it on that shelf over there...
Little Apprentice: You can't do that either! Starlight flowers need to be kept in a cool， humid environment. Otherwise they will lose magic instantly!
Magda: Oh， I see. And this... eh， potion?
Little Apprentice: This is firefly grass juice. You can keep it alone in an airy place. But if placed with phosphor grass， it will produce poisonous gases that are harmful to humans.
Little Apprentice: Why would the Senate send an outsider to be in charge of all this?
Narrator: You were unfamiliar with these magical materials， and caused many of them to lose their magic by improperly preserving them while you were sorting them.
Narrator: You spent a lot of money and time but didn't get the expected return. You didn't help at all.
[End]
**To forcibly expropriate private troops of nobles**
Magda: I suggest we forcibly expropriate the private troops of nobles to expand our force at the front line. Only with sufficient strength can we win...
Lady A: Objection!
Noble B: Objection!
Lady B: Are you joking? It is hard to image that a noble would come up with such strange ideas.
Magda: This is also for...
Noble A: Lady Ellenstein， I hope you can think twice when you speak next time. This a meeting of the Senate， not a street speech for civilians in the Slum.
Noble A: Your ridiculous proposal will only raise people's doubts about your side.
Magda: ...
Narrator: Your proposal was against the interests of the nobles， and was unanimously rejected before you even had the time to explain it. You did nothing to help end the war.
[End]
**To forbid the monopoly of goods**
Magda: I suggest we ban the monopoly of good during this war time. I think no one should make ill-gotten fortunes by monopolizing goods at a time of war.
Magda: I'm here today not only on behalf of myself， but also on behalf of the Chamber of Commerce， which will lead by example.
Noble B: She is right. But everyone is charging more， so someone's going to make money if we don't.
Magda: As long as we work together， I believe food prices will be controlled within the usual range.
Magda: Take me as an example， all my bakeries in the Slum have maintained the original price， which has influenced the shops nearby more or less.
Lady A: You made a point... It is shameless to make money by taking advantage of the war.
Lady B: How could this be shameless? We should always seize business opportunities.
Magda: I think we all know that we can't kill the goose that lays the golden egg when doing business. Please feel free to come to the Chamber of Commerce for me or Chairman Linglan about this proposal.
Noble A: The Senate meeting of today is over. Finsel is not safe these days. Please be careful on your way back.
Magda: ...At least I've persuaded some of them.
Barris: Your speech today seems to have gone well， Lady Ellenstein.
Magda: Lord Sakan， you're here for the meeting today? I'm sorry I didn't get to say hello.
Barris: I've been a little busy lately， and I came here for your speech... Actually， I'm very interested in your proposal.
Magda: Eh?
Barris: Do you have a minute now? I'd like to ask you a few questions.
Magda: Sure， please go head.
Barris: If I remember correctly， your father is a very successful businessman and you have grown up in a rich family.
Barris: During the war time， you can completely make a lot of money by monopolizing the city's food market. But you didn't do that. Why?
Magda: Lord Sakan， being a merchant allows me to see more of the world， including the life of civilians. Doing business is not limited to dealing with the nobles.
Magda: I can see civilians who struggle to make a living every day， with their sole purpose being food and shelter. But when war broke out， many of them took up weapons without hesitation to defend Finsel.
Magda: It may be blunt to say so， but I still believe that we cannot abandon them， and Finsel cannot be without civilians.
Barris: It is hard to believe these words came from an noble lady.
Magda: Sorry.
Barris: That's okay. I agree with your proposal.
Barris: The power that civilians give Finsel is not to be underestimated. This city can not develop without them.
Magda: Alas， if only the nobles could think as you do...
Barris: I'll help you make this proposal happen.
Magda: Really? I'm so glad that you are willing to help... I never thought you'd be the first person to support this proposal.
Barris: Then what do you think of me?
Magda: Sorry， I'm not saying I misunderstood you. I'm just a little surprised.
Narrator: With Barris' help， the proposal was quickly implemented with the support of most of the nobles， and the morale at the front was largely boosted.
Narrator: The war soon ended after the internal troubles were settled. Finsel won， and the Senate and Sullas signed a peace agreement. None of this was possible without your efforts.
—
Narrator: You're still running your own business， with everyone in the Slum grateful to what you did. This morning， someone dropped by...
Maid: My lady! Lord Sakan is here.
Magda: Lord Sakan?! Let him in.
Barris: Lady Ellenstein， please forgive me for dropping by so suddenly.
Magda: It's okay. Lord Sakan， would you like black tea or scented tea?
Barris: No， thank you. I just want to talk to you for a minute.
Magda: Okay， I'm all ears.
Barris: You told me the other day that you have seen all kinds of things in the world， and civilians are just part of them.
Barris: I've thought a lot since that day. As an noble， even though I have seen Finsel's slum - the bottom of the city... It's still within range of Finsel.
Barris: And compared to Stardust Continent， it is just a small city， an insignificant piece of the puzzle.
Magda: In Finsel， many people， including both nobles and civilians， have never left the city in their entire lives. People stay where they were born and raised， and live out their lives as their predecessors.
Barris: I want to travel somewhere else. Go and see the people of other places and the local conditions and customs， and learn their laws.
Magda: Eh? Are you going to travel abroad?
Barris: Yes.
Magda: That sounds a good idea. Finsel is now settled down and it takes time for it to revive. Maybe we can take this opportunity to embrace reform， and even a more sound legal system!
Barris: I think maybe... you are also interested in the world outside? You can join me and travel with me.
Magda: ...
Barris: Sorry for the abruptness.
Magda: Eh， are you taking back your offer? I'm already thinking about what luggage to take with me.
Barris: Wait， are you saying yes?
Magda: I once was away from Finsel， though not for long or very far. But the views and people I saw are nowhere to be seen in Finsel.
Magda: It will be too lonely for you to travel alone. It would be great to have someone to share every bit of the journey with， right?
Barris: Yes， it's to have some company.
Magda: Definitely!
Barris: Lady Ellenstein， please give me a few days， I'll get everything ready.
Magda: No problem， Lord Sakan， I'm looking forward to traveling with you.
See Story Chat 8
**Have a peace talk with Sulla**
Magda: The docile Sullas suddenly became so aggressive. There must be something wrong.
Magda: But no one wanted to communicate with Sulla. They just wanted to solve it through war.
Magda: I have to go to Sulla Forest...
Maid: My lady， do you want to make peace with Queen of Sulla?
Magda: Yes. Sulla is not a war loving race. They have lived next to Finsel for so many years.
Magda: Perhaps it was misunderstanding and lack of communication that led to the outbreak of the war.
Maid: But my lady， it's suicide for you to meet those crazy Sullas... I’m sorry， my lady! I didn’t mean that!
Magda: I know. I just want to try... The war can't keep going.
Magda: It must be something happened in Sulla Forest... that made Sullas change.
—
Magda: The map says... We’ll go this way?
Civilian woman: The road over there was blocked because of an accident. We have to go left to Sulla Forest.
Magda: It's true that people can’t find by only relying on the map.
Civilian woman: That’s why you hired me. Don't worry， I'll take you safely to the entrance of Sulla Forest.
Magda: You are right. Thank you.
Civilian woman: Speaking of， why do you want to go to Sulla Forest at this time? It's not safe there.
Magda: I want to find out the real reason why the war broke out...
Magda: My father and I have done business with Sullas. They are a very moderate race...
Civilian woman: Yes， before the war broke out， our villages bordering the forest often had trade with them.
Civilian woman: Alas， I don't know what happened...
Magda: So I want to go to Sulla Forest and find out all this.
Civilian woman: This is the entrance to Sulla Forest. Lady Ellenstein， I wish you all the best and hope to hear from you soon.
Magda: So here I am. Thank you. Next I’ll go on myself.
—
Magda: After only a few steps， the light becomes very poor. The trees here are completely different from those outside...
Magda: These lush trees are intertwined. Even the sun can hardly stream through the forest...
Magda: It's so foggy that I can't see the road clearly. The map showed that you should go forward， but you couldn’t take your bearings at all. Where to go next...
**Go ahead**
Magda: I'm not familiar with this place. I'd better believe in the guidance of the map and move on...
Magda: There seems to be no such place on the map... No. Where am I... What should I do?
**Keep moving forward**
Magda: As long as I keep moving forward， I can find the way out... Right?
Magda: There seems to be light ahead... Maybe it's Sulla’s residence!
Magda: It's right in front of me. But why haven't I arrived... Keep going.
—
Magda: Finally... I’m exhausted.
Magda: What a big tree... This tree should have been rooted here for hundreds of years.
Magda: I'm so tired. I've been walking all day. Let's have a rest... I feel sleepy now...
Magda: ...
Voice in Dream: Let me see. A lost kitten?
Magda: I'm... Wait， who's talking to me?
Voice in Dream: The price of breaking into the Frost Forest is to bury your bones here forever.
Magda: No， no， I didn't mean to break into here... I just wanted to go to Sulla Forest!
Voice in Dream: What do you want to go to Sulla Forest?
Magda: Sulla waged a war against Finsel， and many people are homeless because of that. So I want to go see Queen of Sulla and ask her why she started this war.
Voice in Dream: Oh? Finsel send a noble lady to make peace?
Magda: No one sent me. And， this gentleman， judging people by their appearance is not a good habit.
Magda: If you really doubt me， we can have a face-to-face conversation to let you make a more effective judgment.
Voice in Dream: As you wish.
Magda: Hiss... My head hurts. Of course， it was a dream.
Mystery Man: Kitten， I’m impressed that you can keep yourself together under such circumstances.
Magda: It’s... the voice in my dream? Who are you?
Mystery Man: Knowing my identity will do you no good. You can leave now.
Magda: Wait， do you know how I can get Sulla Forest?
Mystery Man: I think you made a mistake. This is not Sulla Forest. This is Frost Forest.
Magda: Frost Forest? Wait， but this place is not on my map.
Mystery Man: You don't know Frost Forest? The reason why you could get here makes me more curious. Kitten， it seems that you have a lot of mysteries too.
Mystery Man: Normally， as long as you answer all my questions truthfully， Frost Forest would let you go... But now it seems that it is not willing to do that.
Magda: You mean I need to answer your questions to leave this forest. Who... are you?
Black Glove: The kitten's desire for knowledge is really strong. I am Black Glove， the guardian of the forbidden area.
Magda: Forbidden? The Frost Forest?
Black Glove: Yes.
Magda: This forest also needs someone to guard? Is there a secret buried?
Black Glove: The biggest secret here is this ancient tree. As long as you have desire， you will be attracted by it.
Black Glove: This tree can fulfill all your wishes.
Magda: All my wishes?
Black Glove: Yes， all of them.
Magda: Then I guess everyone wants to get here. No wonder it needs to be guarded...
Black Glove: But， my daily work is more like weeding for this tree. In fact， there is a solid magic barrier between Frost Forest and Sulla Forest， so no one can break into here.
Magda: Eh? Then how did I get in?
Black Glove: Perhaps this is what makes kitten different.
Black Glove: Now that you've come， do you want to try and make a wish?
Magda: ...I suppose that it requires something of me， like winning a war?
Black Glove: Well， I’m not sure?
Magda: Eh? You are not sure?
Black Glove: I was cursed by the magic sword and trapped here， waiting for the will of Frost Forest to come.
Magda: The will of this forest?
Black Glove: She’s the new spiritual leader chosen by the sacred tree. The tree will respond only if she makes a wish.
Magda: So can't my wish come true?
Black Glove: The kitten can be silly sometimes. Went through the barrier of Frost Forest without even feeling it and got surrounded by Gold Clovers of the tree...
Black Glove: The spiritual leader of this generation is you. Greetings， My Queen of Frost.
Magda: Me?!
Black Glove: You can tell your wishes directly to the tree and don’t have to see Queen of Sulla. Now you should be able to perceive the power of the tree. When you gradually master all of these， the tree can realize any of your wishes.
Magda: It's so easy?
Black Glove: If you have to pay something for your wish... Why don't you lift the curse of the magic sword for me， my queen.
Magda: I'm not what you call Frost Queen， I'm just me. Although it seems a little strange to say so.
Black Glove: You may think whatever you like， Your Majesty.
Magda: My wish...
Magda: The war ended and peace returned to Finsel.
Narrator: The power of the Sacred tree quickly put an end to the war， and Finsel ushered in a peaceful life again.
See Story Chat 9
**Go back**
Magda: I might as well go back to the intersection... It looks horrible here.
Narrator: You chose to go back， but you couldn't find your way in the fog. You are lost in Sulla Forest forever...
Narrator: You failed.
[End]
**Somebody helps me!**
Magda: Help! Someone helps me!
Magda: How could there be anyone in Sulla Forest at this time... No one will ever come...
Mystic Sulla: Why are you here， human lady?
Magda: Can you pull me up?
Mystic Sulla: I’ll get you out， please wait a moment!
Magda: Thank you so much. If it weren't for you， I might die here...
Mystic Sulla: Never mind. I happened to pass by， too. Why are you here? May I have your name?
Magda: I’m Magda. What’s your name?
Basim: You can call me Basim. Your leg looks hurt and needs treatment... Let me take you to bandage it.
Magda: Thank you... What?! I’m flying!
Narrator: You accidentally met a kind Sulla and he took you to Sullas’ habitations where you met the Queen of Sulla. After that， you never returned to Finsel.
Narrator: After the war， people in Finsel celebrated their victory. Perhaps no one would ever know that a young lady had gone to Sulla Forest alone.
[End]
**Go right**
Magda: The fog’s getting heavier... I can't see the surrounding environment and find the direction at all!
[Return]
**Go left**
Magda: The fog’s getting heavier... I can't see the surrounding environment and find the direction at all!
[Return]
**Stay where you are**
Magda: I can't find a way by walking in such a heavy fog. I'd better have a rest here. Maybe the fog will dissipate later.
Narrator: You sat on the ground and began to rest. You waited for a long time， but there was no sign that the dense fog was going to dissipate.
Magda: I can't keep waiting. I need to find the way.
[Return]

### Story Chat 6

Maid: My lady， Sir Alan is here.

Magda: Send him to the living room， and serve him the best tea. I'll be there as soon as I get dressed.

Maid: Yes， my lady.

Maid: My lady， Sir Alan is waiting for you in the living room.

Magda: Just a minute! Viviane， take a look for me. Am I wearing this hat right...

Maid: It's perfect. My lady， since when do you care so much about dressing?

Magda: Like they said， a lady should always look her best in front of a gentleman.

Maid: Where did you hear that?

Magda: From a lady's code in a box in the attic，. I read it.

Maid: I don't know we have such a book... You don't have to adjust the bow anymore， my lady. You are perfect now.

Magda: Phew... Well then. Sir Alan must have been waiting a long time. Let's go.

Maid: Okay.

Magda: Ah， right... Viviane， it occurs to me that those daisies on the terrace seem to need watering. Why don't you go and take a look?

Maid: Yes， my lady.

Maid: I will *water them one after another* before coming back.

—

Magda: Mr. Alan...

Alan: ...Lady Magda.

Alan: You， you look beautiful today.

Magda: You look handsome， too.

Alan: Really? I， I...

Alan: Eh? No， don't move， Black... I didn't mean to hurt you...

Magda: This is... Ah， I remember! It's the little black cat officer who used to supervise the battles in the camp， right? It's so big now!

Alan: Yes. Black， say hello to Lady Ellenstein. She used to feed you delicious cans.

Little Black Cat: Meow~ Meow~

Magda: You did a great job taking care of it! Its fur is much brighter now， and it's so lovely.

Alan: But I...

Magda: What were you saying?

Alan: I was saying， I... came to see you in this outfit today because I want to...

Magda: Want to...

Alan: Want to invite you to the theater to see an opera with me. Are you free tonight?

Magda: Yes， absolutely.

Magda: What's the opera about?

Alan: You， you'll find out tonight.

Narrator: On the stage， love and courage prevailed. Eventually， the noble girl and her civilian hero lived happily together.

Alan: Lady Magda...

Magda: It's wonderful. The world's prejudices couldn't tear them apart， and those two in love had a happy ending

Alan: Yes， Lady Ellenstein. Well， I...

Alan: (What's wrong with me? It's on the tip of my tongue， but I can't say it. Man up， Alan!

Magda: Sir Alan， do you know?

Alan: What?

Magda: That the love story of the noble girl and the civilian hero not only exists in opera.

Alan: ...

Alan: Lady Magda! I， I have something to say to you!

Magda: What's the matter?

Alan: If that noble girl were you， would you... accept a... civilian boy's love?

Alan: (I finally said it! My heart is pounding so hard...)

Magda: If that man were you， I would.

Alan: !!!

Little Black Cat: Meow!

Alan: Ah! Black， I， I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you.

Magda: Let me hold it， Sir Alan.

Alan: OK.

[End]

### Story Chat 7

Magda: Is that the Magic Church ahead? That's a weird name.

Little Apprentice: You think so too? And its interior is too fancy and bright. Nothing magical at all. Those nobles have really bad taste!

Magda: Getting money out of their pockets is already the best we could achieve. So， you prefer the environment of the Spire， Eland? Dim rooms lit by the faint light of magic and candles?
Little Apprentice: If only I didn't have to study 20 hours a day... Yes， the Spire is actually quite good...

Magda: Sounds the Spire is really strict...

Little Apprentice: You bet!!! I can't even sneak out to play...

Xavier: ...Eland.

Little Apprentice: I， I didn't say anything! By the way， Master Xavier， I... I have seen many amazing plants in the forest recently. I have drawn them all. I will show them to you. That's right!

Magda: He ran away like a gust...

Xavier: It's okay. Let him go. He's a lot livelier here than he was at the Spire.

Magda: Yeah， I think children prefer to play in the nature. They need to follow the rules of the adults when in the city. It must be hard for them.

Xavier: Yes， back at the Spire， they can't run in the hallways no matter how young they are， and they need permissions to go outside.

Magda: And they don't even have toys.

Xavier: Now the forest is his playground， and everything is new to him...

Magda: It feels so good， Mr. Xavier. Don't you agree? Isn't this place better than the Spire?

Xavier: Well， at least we have fresher air and food， and less noise here.

Xavier: It's perfect for studying new magic. I don't have to worry about blowing up the Spire when doing experiments now.

Magda: ...I though only Eland would blow up the lab!!

Xavier: Explosions are very common in experiments. It's just that I can fully restore broken glass bottles. Eland hasn't learned that magic yet.

Magda: Right， so while you've been busy working on the new magic， Eland has blown up the lab six more times.

Xavier: ...

Xavier: ...I will talk to him about this when he gets back.

Magda: Fortunately， there were other mages nearby each time. The fire did not spread， and no one was hurt.

Xavier: Well， maybe I shouldn't let him do experiments alone.

Magda: But he took the homework you gave him quite seriously. For that sake， spare him the lecturing.

Xavier: I didn't expect you to plead for him.

Magda: Well... You can think that he bought me off with licorice!

Xavier: Since when you can be bought off by licorice? It tastes too...

Magda: It doesn't matter. You didn't expect him to buy me off with gems or pearls， right?

Xavier: Yes... Actually， I feel bad that you have to worry about Eland all the time. But I can't leave him at the Spire.

Xavier: I owe you a lot， Magda.

Magda: Eland isn't that much of a worry. He is a good kid and has a gift for magic.

Xavier: Yes. Sometimes I wonder whether it would be better for him if I let him stay at the Spire.

Magda: But he is much happier here， and a happy childhood would be a great memory for him to look back on.

Xavier: Yes， you're right.

Magda: By the way， I heard there's going to be a ceremony here today to celebrate the end of the war? It's about time. Where is everyone?

Xavier: So many people will come? And you... have put on clothes so formal...

Magda: Of course! What's wrong， Mr. Xavier? Don't I look good in this?

Xavier: Yes， of course! You are like the sun. No matter where you are， you attract me... I mean， everyone.

Magda: I'm flattered...

Xavier: Ahem... By the way， the Magic Church doesn't see many people usually， so I think it'll be crowded today.

Magda: You're changing the subject， Mr. Xavier. I heard from Eland that everyone would bringing flowers and fruits. They are looking forward to meeting you.

Xavier: Oh， okay... As long as they don't shout titles like "Guardian of Peace" and "Archmage who Ends the War" to me all of a sudden.

Magda: Hahaha， Mr. Xavier， you are probably the only one who would worry about something like this.

Xavier: I hope people can just think of today as a day to get together. Finsel doesn't need more gods.

Magda: Don't worry， they won't be that rude.

Magda: I heard that some Sullas would come too， the ones we met in the forest a few years ago. Do you remember them?

Xavier: Yes， I remember. They are all kind Sullas. I wonder if their wounds have healed.

Magda: Yeah， maybe I can ask them about the current situation about Sullas.

Magda: Mr. Xavier， look， they are all here!

Civilian woman: Mr. Xavier， good afternoon! I brought you some flowers!

Civilian man: Mr. Xavier， we have a good harvest of the moonlight wheat I planted under your guide. I brought you some. You must take it!

Xavier: O， okay， thank you...

Magda: Whenever I see Mr. Xavier in panic， I want to look at him a little longer. But if I don't help him out， he's probably going to grouch again.

Xavier: ...What are you laughing about?

Magda: Eh， is it that obvious? Ahem... No， I'm not laughing at all!

Xavier: ...

Magda: All right， everyone， it's a day to get together. So why don't we bring some food and have a picnic?

Civilian little boy: Picnic! Picnic!

Civilian little girl: Picnic time!

Xavier: Phew... It's not that crowded at last.

Magda: Why don't you join them， Mr. Xavier?

Xavier: ...I'm not used to large crowds， even though I know they are kind and warm people.

Xavier: I'm fine here with only you by my side.

[End]

### Story Chat 8

Magda: Lord Sakan， this dress is too gorgeous... for traveling. You're so formally dressed， too!

Barris: There's some place I'd like to take you to first.

Barris: Lady Ellenstein， here we are.

Magda: This place...

Magda: It's so beautiful... Veil curtains fluttering in the wind， and the flower petals... They are flying...

Barris: Do you like here>

Magda: Of course， I didn't know there would be such a beautiful place in Finsel...

Barris: The view here will be even better when the sun comes up.

Magda: Eh， that's about the time! Let's go to the pavilion up ahead. The view should be better there!

Barris: It's not safe to go there like this， Lady Ellenstein. This bridge is quite old.

Magda: I see... What a pity.

Barris: There will be better views Later in the journey.

Magda: You're right...

Magda: Lord Sakan， look! I can already see a glimmer of morning light on the horizon!

Magda: It's a pity that such a view will disappear as soon as the sun rises...

Barris: The transient things are always precious. The road of life is so long， if you can only be the fleeting morning light and not to be found anymore， I will regret for life.

Barris: May I ask， will you be my eternal morning light?

Magda: Do you still remember the answer I gave you when you asked me to leave Finsel and travel with you?

Barris: You mean... you will?

Magda: Yes， that's the answer.

Magda: It will be a beautiful day today. Let's go， Lord Sakan.

[End]

### Story Chat 9

Magda: How long will it take before we get out of this forest?

Black Glove: Your Majesty， now you are the queen of the forest... Which means the forest will follow in your footsteps and keep extending forward...

Black Glove: I guess the green passage has attracted people's attention now...

Magda: How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not your queen! This is all your fault， scamming me into lifting some sort of curse for you...

Black Glove: Yes， I am a pathetic man cursed by the magic sword， and only when the Rime Queen blesses me with everyone watching...

Magda: This dress is too big and too fancy... I feel like I'm not myself anymore...

Black Glove: No， quite the opposite， this is what suits you best. You ended the war and got approved by the Rime Forest...

Black Glove: You will revive the fabled Rime Court， and bring the whole land under your grace...

Magda: Wait! That's not what you told me at first!

Black Glove: Rest assured， Your Majesty， your black knight will protect you.

Black Glove: Be it the offender， the insulter， the opponent， or the pursuer

Black Glove: They will all be killed by my cursed sword!

Magda: ...Now the curse lifting ritual you mentioned is starting to get suspicious!

Black Glove: There is no hiding or deception， Your Majesty.

Black Glove: The most precious blessing is your love.

Black Glove: The love that lifts all curses...

**I do love you**
Magda: You already have my love... Mr. Black Glove， my swordsmen...
Magda: Here， take my hand so everyone can see this. Let all the forests， plains and human cities remember what we look like now!
Black Glove: Yes， Your Majesty， but please be careful， because I will never let go your hand.
[End]
**It depends on your performance**
Magda: Well... That depends on your performance. Because I am a selfish， cruel queen.
Black Glove: Wow， then how can I prove my loyalty!?
Magda: First. hold my hand.
Black Glove: Yes， Your Majesty， but please be careful， because I will never let go your hand.
[End]