Chapter 1327 - Scrolls New Clothes (1/2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
With everyone’s gaze on her, Scroll took fifteen minutes longer than earlier to calm her mind and catch hold of that hazy fluctuation of magic in her mind.
When she opened her eyes once more, she was already inside the cramped Archives.
Then, Phyllis materialized by her side in the appearance of a young witch. Centuries of time had not left any mark on her body and even though Phyllis had lived far longer than Scroll, Scroll seemed to be Phyllis’ elder instead at that moment.
“What should we do next?” Scroll asked.
“Leave it to me.” Phyllis revealed a confident smile, opened the iron door and walked out of the room.
Scroll hastily hurried after her.
The raucous, bustling, and magnificent city once more appeared before her eyes.
Phyllis glanced around her and very quickly locked her eyes on a young man walking in their direction. She grabbed Scroll’s hand, directly strode over, and blocked the young man’s way.
“Hello.”
Hearing her greeting, the man stopped, moved his gaze from a small box in his hand, and raised his head in confusion. When their gazes met, the man’s expression turned into shock. “Er… Um, can I help you?”
“Sorry, I’ve lost my phone and can’t contact my friend, can you—”
“I get it, is a hundred dollars enough?” The man quickly fished out his wallet from his coat’s pocket and proffered a red bill before her. At the same time there was a hint of pity in his voice, “I don’t mind being scammed, but looking at your outfit, whoever put you up to this made quite an effort.”
Phyllis’s smile froze. “No, I just want to borrow your phone to make a call.”
The man stood there for a moment before he realized that he had committed a faux paus. Embarrassed, he handed over the small box in his hand whilst profusely apologizing to the duo.
Phyllis shrugged and dialed a number.
At this point Scroll didn’t know what to say as she still had no idea what was happening. She could only pretend to be calm and stand in her spot despite panicking inside. This place was too different to the world that she was familiar with, the alienness of everything was like a suffocating wall pressing against her. Several people around them had already noticed them and unreservedly ogled them, some with malicious intent among them. It brought back memories of how her sisters had been exposed in public during the era of the Witch Cooperation Association.
“Don’t worry, the only thing they can do is watch.” Phyllis seemed to have noticed Scroll’s uneasiness and turned her head to the side to reassure her. “All you have to do is glare at them back and they’ll recoil faster than anyone else.”
At this moment, the small box beeped.
“Hello, is this Phyllis?”
It was His Majesty Roland’s voice.
Scroll relaxed instantly.
This place was the Dream World after all, and His Majesty wasn’t far from them.
The sense of unfamiliarity was still there but it was no longer stifling. Even the obvious stares upon them no longer brought her any embarrassment or discomfort.
Scroll inhaled deeply and stared back at the onlookers. Just as Phyllis said, they all immediately avoided her gaze and furtively looked in other directions.
The flow of people on the streets seemed to begin to move again.
“Yes it’s me, Miss Scroll is right by my side. The address is… Yes, that’s what it says on the map. It’s only two kilometers from your apartment’s estate? That’s great. Yes, I’ll wait for you here, Your M—Brother.” Phyllis ended the phone call and threw the small box back at the young man. “Thanks.”
“No—No problem.” He faltered for a long time and then hesitantly asked, “Um, can I add you as a friend?”
Phyllis casually responded with a string of numbers.