The Most Arbitrary Wizard

Yet he, Elvire, Sopea, and the others had learned from Robes, the Clan Leader of the Florist Family, that the Witch Hunt Operation did indeed exist. ’Could it be that the Witch Hunt Operation here is targeting them—the so-called "Holy Temple Remnants"?’

’But something felt off.’

’If "Wizard" was just another name for the Holy Sanctuary, then by extension, the Holy Sanctuary was synonymous with Wizards. Wouldn’t that be tantamount to admitting the Holy Sanctuary was legitimate, and not a group of Heretics?’

’While semantics didn’t dictate reality, Sean didn’t think the Church Court would make such a mistake. The more powerful one was, the more attention one paid to such seemingly trivial details. They would never tolerate anything that trampled upon or questioned their authority.’

For the moment, Sean couldn’t think of a reasonable explanation. Looking back on his journey—from Selona City to Vernadu and Blake Underground City, and finally to Old Mundo City and the False Heaven—everything he had seen and heard was completely different from the Real World. In contrast, the Florist Family and the Witch Hunt Operation he had first encountered were now the only things he thought might have a connection to the Real World.

Aside from the Saintess, his biggest concern was now the Florist Family.

But Elvire didn’t answer his call this time.

Because she was busy.

...

「On the other side of the Winterless Sea.」

Amidst a fiery-red mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles, a majestic and ancient citadel was nestled. Its towering ramparts, the same color as the earth itself, made it look like a giant standing unyielding in a bath of flames, a testament to its immense age for all to see.

And within this city, a grand banquet was underway.

Flames lit up the night sky, reflecting the clamorous hues from the city below.

And the guest of honor at this evening’s banquet was none other than Elvire.

In the castle garden, tower after tower of champagne glasses stood stacked high. Elegant gentlemen and ladies mingled, clinking their glasses in conversation and occasionally glancing toward the stage, their faces filled with admiration.

"I never would’ve thought our Second Miss would re-shape successfully. She’s as beautiful and charming as ever. No wonder that Luke Wen fellow can’t get her out of his head. He even remembers her name after reincarnating. If it were me, I’d probably be the same, haha."

"To be honest, I’m not surprised she re-shaped successfully. What surprises me is that she managed to find her way back on her own. She must have endured a lot of hardship along the way..."

"What hardship? You make it sound like everyone in the Blazing Angel Family is some delicate flower raised in a greenhouse. Forgive my bluntness, but if the Second Miss couldn’t find her way home by herself, then we’d be better off without her."

"Tch, you’re just jealous."

"Do you know where the Second Miss came back from?"

The lady who spoke pointed meaningfully at the ground.

The other girl’s face paled, but she remained stubborn. "So what? If it were me, I could have done it too."

The lady covered her mouth, trying to stifle her laughter. "Oh, you. Don’t get ahead of yourself. Why don’t you focus on becoming a Grand Mage first? Then we can talk about winning back your dear childhood sweetheart, Luke Wen."

"HAHAHA!"

This drew a roar of laughter from the crowd.

Everyone in the family knew this girl and Luke Wen had grown up together. They’d often talked about spending their lives together. But then one day, Luke Wen’s past memories awakened. He remembered Elvire and immediately dumped the poor girl.

It would have been one thing if Luke Wen and Elvire had been a couple in the past. But the thing was, nothing had ever happened between them—it was all Luke Wen’s one-sided infatuation. Yet the guy simply refused to give up. If he couldn’t win her over in this life, he’d chase her in the next, and if not the next, then the one after that. Luke Wen himself didn’t find it embarrassing; he called it romance and devotion. It was just a pity for poor Katie. She had been with Luke Wen for several lifetimes, yet in this one, she still couldn’t escape the fate of being dumped.

Katie’s face flushed red as she cursed in anger, "That’s not my fault! It’s that idiot Luke Wen who’s blind!"

Someone quipped, "Right, right, *you’re* the one with good taste. And with that great taste, who do you choose to like? An idiot."

Katie flew into a rage. "Shut up! You’re not allowed to insult him!"

"AHAHAHAHA!"

The crowd roared with even louder laughter.

Normally, this would be a sad story. But after it had happened so many times, it was hard to feel sad about it anymore. Besides, today was the day the Second Miss was officially welcomed back into the family, so of course they were going to side with her.

Tonight’s banquet had been prepared especially for the Second Miss. But after tonight, she would no longer be the "Second Miss." She would be the "First Miss."

The former First Miss had now become the Clan Leader of the Blazing Angel Family.

The family hierarchy might sound a bit confusing, but everyone here had been re-shaped over several lifetimes. Trying to untangle all the relationships would be an impossible task. It was better to just keep things simple.

Onstage, Elvire, dressed in a deep blue evening gown, watched her clan members in the garden below. They were laughing, chatting, and occasionally raising a glass to her. Her heart swelled with emotion. She had finally rediscovered that familiar feeling from her memories.

It was just like her first coming-of-age ceremony. Some people congratulated her, some teased her, and some were jealous, muttering how it was just a coming-of-age, something everyone goes through. ’It’s no big deal, why make such a fuss? Anyone who didn’t know better would think she was getting married.’

Elvire had understood long ago that you can’t be liked by everyone, so she didn’t mind if some people were jealous or secretly bad-mouthed her. After all, with so many people in the Blazing Angel Family, if every single person greeted her with a smile, it would actually feel less real.

In fact, it was precisely these varied gazes—the different ways everyone looked at her—that made this feel like home.

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