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When Emerald Sparrow stepped through the doors of the Abnormal Strategy Bureau, it was just as she had seen before; there wasn't even a trace of light around, and everything in the darkness was utterly silent.

Unlike the usual darkness caused by a lack of light, within the profound spaces of the Abnormal Strategy Bureau, not even the vision of a Magical Girl could make out anything clearly, only the vague outlines of objects.

It only went to show that something was amiss with the Abnormal Strategy Bureau.

Emerald Sparrow stood still, casting an exploratory spell technique that flickered with magic power into the hall in front of her. Only after confirming that there were no hidden ambushes in the darkness did she put on several layers of barriers and formally entered.

As she walked forward, her footsteps echoed in the empty hall.

Click-clack, click-clack.

Along with her progress, a certain sound emerged from the darkness.

Rustle-rustle, rustle-rustle.

The faint and chaotic sounds never ceased.

This caused Emerald Sparrow to stop in her tracks within the vast hall, looking around with a sense of strangeness.

Why did it all feel so familiar to her?

She continued walking forward, the crisp sound of her heels striking the floor scattering the surrounding noise, and after a brief silence, what replaced it were whispers.

There were men and women, old and young, but the one thing they had in common was that they were all laughing.

The laughter awakened Emerald Sparrow's memories, finally allowing her to recall the source of this familiar feeling—that it was exactly like the dream she had experienced before.

The hall in the darkness, the laughter from an unknown source, the situation was identical to her dream.

However, having realized this, Emerald Sparrow's frown deepened.

She couldn't understand the connection at all.

Without a doubt, what she was currently experiencing was reality. So, what exactly was that previous dream? A premonition? A warning? Or some kind of trap?

With no one to answer the doubts in her heart, she couldn't be stopped; she simply quickened her pace and continued on.

She wasn't afraid of peril nor enemies; her only worry was not finding clues or being unable to resolve issues.

And as she kept moving, the sneering laughter intertwined and overlapped with the echo of her footsteps, growing increasingly shrill, until it evolved into noise, just like in that dream of Emerald Sparrow's.

Emerald Sparrow's face remained expressionless, unfazed, as she simply raised her hand to strengthen the barriers around her, blocking out the sound waves the noise brought.

"Boring tricks," she said, not succumbing to the noise attack like she had in the dream. Instead, she reached out and grasped her azure magic wand in hand, murmuring softly, "Magic Power construction, disperse."

Countless blue strands of Magic Silk surfaced around her in response to her words. Layer upon layer, they vibrated and began to spread out with the gesture of her lifting fingers.

The Magic Silk swiftly sliced through the surroundings; each strand was as sharp as a blade, emitting a uniform sound of cutting air as they targeted every corner of the space.

If the enemy had a physical body, avoiding such an attack would be impossible.

As long as there was a reaction to Emerald Sparrow's attack, be it retaliation or obstruction, she could quickly pinpoint the enemy's location.

Emerald Sparrow didn't believe in the dream, but nor would she ignore its warnings. She preferred to believe that indeed there was an enemy present in this space.

However, Emerald Sparrow had no time to play hide-and-seek with that enemy; she needed to move quickly, the faster, the better. She knew her time was not so plentiful.

So her magic was to force that enemy out from the darkness.

The Magic Silk spread out in all directions, and as the attack reached every corner of the space, echoes, voices, and laughter all dissipated into nothing, as if they had never existed.

But the sensation transmitted back through the silk made Emerald Sparrow's eyes widen slightly.

"... What a joke."

It had been a long time since she last uttered that phrase.

The silk had indeed struck the enemy, clearly cutting through something that wasn't part of the building, different from inanimate objects, and by the feel of it, obviously a living thing.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Yet, every strand of silk had hit the enemy.

Every single one.

To confirm the feedback she received, Emerald Sparrow amplified her magic power output, making all strands of Magic Silk burst forth with even stronger magic power. The powerful destructive force inflicted further damage on the targets it hit, and the light of the magic finally illuminated the darkness a bit more.

Emerald Sparrow looked up towards the ceiling of the hall, and her breath caught in her throat.

She couldn't quite believe her eyes.

If she had to draw a comparison for what she was seeing now, it would go back to a long time ago when Lin Yun had been searching his house for the source of moths due to an infestation.

Back then, he had turned over many normally concealed dark corners just to find out where these omnipresent little bugs were gathering. In the end, the place he found was an utterly neglected corner in a storage room, underneath an abandoned mattress.

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There he had seen swarms of moths, so densely packed that it might cause anyone with a fear of insects to scream.

Now, within Emerald Sparrow's sight was a similar scene.

Only what she saw weren't insects, but Remnant Beasts. On the ceiling of the Abnormal Strategy Bureau, there swarmed countless Remnant Beasts moving busily and shrilly screeching.