"Now, regarding the power of the soul, allow me to make a second demonstration."
On stage, the mage waited elegantly and humbly for everyone to recover from the previous magic trick, raising his gloved left hand slightly, pointing in the air at the crowd one by one.
With his other right hand holding his top hat, he pondered, hesitating, "I need a new assistant, a human with a vibrant soul. Perhaps this won't be easy, but I believe it's worth a try."
The mysterious lines made the atmosphere even more enigmatic.
Below the stage, several young members of the Noel Family raised their hands with a smile, eager to personally experience such an unfathomable realm.
However, the mage's fingers brushed past their figures as he raised his eyebrows, unable to find a satisfactory assistant, politely expressing his apologies, "Sorry, sorry, sorry..."
