'Strange people recognize strange people.'

So even if no one else knew, I thought I could understand that person's intentions.

'I wasn't going to do this, but maybe it'll work out.'

I changed my strategy abruptly because an easier way just came into sight.

While I was thinking about it, Morriett walked gracefully and made his steps back to the door he had come in.

From the looks of it, that door seemed to be a place where only the officials could come and go.

"Let's go. Stay close and follow me."

I jumped up and ran straight to him.

No matter how fast I ran, Ian always caught up to me.

Fortunately, as Morriett opened the door and tried to get out, I quickly caught him.

"Hey!"

"Yes? Now what is this..."

It was when the managers around him tried to block me.

"You were so handsome!"

I cried endlessly.

"There wasn't a single guy I liked... Talk to me! I'm looking for the most handsome man in the world!"

At my words, Morriett slowly raised his right hand and the managers immediately backed away.

"Do you think I'm the most handsome man in this place?"

In response to Morriett's question, I pointed to Ian, who had been following me.

"Ah."

Morriett scanned Ian's body in the mask. Confirming that Ian was much taller, his expression darkened slightly.

This was because Ian's shape, which was revealed through the mask, was also quite perfect.

"Really...?"

I did not miss that moment, so I tilted my head and sighed.

"Both of you are wearing masks, so it's a bit awkward..."

As I was genuinely hesitant, Morriett said with a grin.

"Well. I'll have to check that out."

Then he even reached out to me.

"Do you want to check together?"

"Can I take this man too? He will probably follow."

"Of course. I'll take you to my room first."

It was as expected.

I winked at Ian and followed Morriett.

The two managers followed, and we followed Morriett down the colorful hallway for a long time.

Ian didn't seem to grasp the situation from start to finish, but he at least noticed, so he quietly followed.

After walking down the hallway for a while and climbing up the stairs, another gorgeous door appeared.

"Come in."

Morriett politely guided us, and we went in without hesitation. Of course, the two managers followed.

No one else noticed, but Ian was already ready for battle.

He must have been waiting for me to hit Morriett's back.

'Well, I changed my plans.'

After seeing Morriett's behavior, I made a sudden change, so I didn't have time to tell Ian.

"Come on, Lady. You said you were looking for the most handsome man in the world."

Said Morriett, who clapped.

His manner, which was polite, suddenly changed along with his tone of voice.

"That would be me."

I got the key point right.

'Futuristic.'

"Because..."

Morriett smiled and stood in front of the mirror on the wall.

It was a round wall-mounted mirror with an antique decoration.

At the same time, the two managers dispersed and held Ian behind us.

I quickly shook my head to Ian, signaling that it was not time yet.

We stared blankly as Morriett took off his mask.

"Because I will turn all men who are more handsome than me into slaves, not humans."

He had a pretty handsome face, but it wasn't enough to conquer the world.

First of all, it wasn't as nice as Ian's.

"Come on, mirror, mirror."

He touched the mirror and said as if drunk.

"Who is the most handsome person in this room?"

It was then Ian looked at Morriett with a bewildered look.

I quickly hit the manager's stomach who was holding me with my elbow.

At the same time, I threw the dagger I had hidden in my arms.

With a click, the dagger brushed against Morriott's cheek and pierced the center of the mirror.

The shiny shards of the mirror were shattered.

"What, what!"

Morriett was startled and stepped back.

In an instant, Ian knocked back the manager who was holding him, and then drew his sword.

"It's okay."

I just ran to Morriett and kicked him in the stomach and told Ian.

"I wanted to get rid of that mirror."

"What?"

"Morriett was crazy, so he didn't look in the mirror and say that."

In the original, Ian fought all the managers here.

But today, Ian's sword was not doing anything special.

[There are evil things in the stories you read in the world of your previous life. Only you, reincarnated from that world, can recognize and destroy them. Then the black magic disappears on the spot without much sacrifice.]

I stepped on Morriett's chest as he rolled over the shards of the mirror and said arrogantly.

"Now the black magic is gone here."

There was definitely no black magic behind my back.

The managers could no longer use black magic.

No, instead of using black magic, everyone was already down.

"Since that mirror was one of the 'origins of black magic'."

The first thing I noticed at the end of everything was Morriett's expression.

When the people sitting in the seats whispered, 'You're handsome,' I almost clearly laughed out loud when I heard that.

Reid described him as "touching" people who were more handsome than him.

And among the stories I read in my previous life, there was a fairy tale about a villain who could never see people prettier than her.

[It messes things up by touching the dark and destructive desires of humans on non-human subjects.]

If you thought about it, it was the magic mirror that first turned the situation into a tragedy in Snow White.

It said to the queen, "You are the most beautiful without Snow White."

Like that god said, people in this world did not know the fairy tale , so of course they could not recognize it.

By linking it with a story that only I, who remembered my previous life, knew, I was able to understand the full story of everything.

[These 'origins of black magic' lead humans to ruin and survive intact in the story. Then it moves to another world and incites humans again to create tragedy.]

In [Snow White], the queen died, but there was no disposition for the mirror.

Creating tragedy by touching the desire to become the most handsome person...

The mirror was doing the same thing here.

"Call the prince. Just arrest them all and..."

After giving Ian a brief instruction, I slowly drew my sword and brought it to Morriett's chin.

"...Where's Reid? Where did he go?"

"Re-Reid... Uh, hey, he's prettier than me!"

Morriett's pupils began to tremble frantically.

"Yeah, where's that ugly bastard?"

"Ugh... but I am the best... the most handsome..."

I read the madness in his voice and muttered in despair.

"Maybe he went crazy because of the broken mirror."

From the start, the crazy guy was more crazy.

However, I did not know that he would lose his mind like this when the mirror was broken, and if I had pointed my sword while he was sane, I would have been struck by black magic.

It was then.

"...I think Reid is more handsome than you."

Ian's voice came from behind with his sword pulled out.

I heard him lie for the first time.

No matter how stiff his voice was, anyone could hear 'I'm not used to lying' from his tone.

"Tell me where he is, and I'll bring him to this room. Shouldn't you be asking the mirror?"

Surprisingly, Morriett reacted to Ian's clumsy lie.

His ability to lie was not good, but the content itself was excellent because he had all the virtues.

"Now, no matter how negligent I am of my skin, is it worse than Reid Nadit? Nonsense!"

Morriett's pronunciation suddenly became slurred.

"Please. Bring him into this room. I put him in as the new manager for Room 2."

"New manager?"

Room 2 was where Aaron entered.

"He hasn't been completely engulfed by black magic yet, but I couldn't help it because there were so few workers today..."

So, Morriett was such a villain that when his helpless friend came to visit, he was quick to turn him into a manager.

I took the sword and grabbed Morriett by the neck and handed him over to Ian.

"Give him to Prince Robert. Now, let's go our separate ways."

After all, they must have come all the way here to reveal the relationship between Morriett and Carlon.

There was no need for Ian to suffer from black magic, so there was no need to travel with him.

Room 2 was where Aaron was, so it was perfect to pack it up and go home.

I suddenly heard Ian's voice behind me as I ran away.

"Annabelle!"

I hesitated for a moment whether I should ignore it and leave, then turned around.

His voice, which had been calling my name all the time, was full of irritability, because now it felt like he had a strangely desperate sense of urgency.