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The dawn's light had not fully faded when Luna was awakened by the cedar fragrance wafting in through the window lattice.
She kicked off the swaddling blanket embroidered with sleep spells and began to pat the cradle's railing with her small, bandaged hands.
The amplification array drawn with blood last night shimmered with a pearlescent red glow in the morning light, while the burnt scent of puppet thread was cleverly masked beneath the cedar fragrance from the incense burner that Qin Si had sent.
"What is our little ancestor up to now?" Brother San burst in with his messy hair just as he caught sight of Luna gnawing on the carved door latch of the canary cage.
Suddenly, the amethyst necklace around the infant's neck emitted a strong light, and the magic pet disguised as a canary within the cage instantly turned to ashes.
When Aelia appeared in the dining room holding Luna, the seventh moonlight rose was blooming on the thorn vine wrapped around Brother's wheelchair armrest.
Luna suddenly wriggled free from her mother's embrace and accurately leaped into her brother's arms, her milk-stained fingertips pressing against his wrist where a curse mark sealed his backlash power.
"I want... a gift..." The infant's muffled words made Second Brother pause mid-slice of ham.
Brother's pale fingertip condensed a nebula-like mist, and within it, a magical crystal sphere emerged, its surface swirling with a twelve zodiac chart. "This is an astrolabe refined from last year's frost dragon tears. Once Luna turns one year old, she will be able to..."
Luna abruptly pressed the crystal sphere against her forehead and began to recite an obscure ancient spell in her baby voice.
The interior of the crystal sphere suddenly lit up with golden veins, and the curse mark on Brother's wrist faded to a soft pink.
As the sweet blessing unique to children echoed, the black thorn that had entwined around the wheelchair for thirteen years unexpectedly bloomed into bluebells.
The star chart device at the entrance of the magic arena began to chime, and what should have been a congested emerald avenue was clear and unobstructed today.
Lucius frowned as he watched his horse-drawn carriage being attacked by a frenzied nightmare beast—it had shattered his family crest-embedded che yuan into pieces.
As he diverted onto the obsidian path, staff members at the competition venue were hanging a maintenance notice at the west entrance. However, his assigned arena number three showed signs of dark erosion resembling spider webs on what had been a perfectly intact protective barrier during last night's inspection.
"Brother's arena number two actually has a spirit spring!" Brother San exclaimed excitedly as he knocked over an ink bottle on the betting table.
The nobles filling out their betting slips scoffed, their slips adorned with Lucius's name while the parchment bearing the elder brother's name lay carelessly in a corner.
Second Brother restrained the nearly erupting Brother San, dumping an entire bag of Moonlight Coins onto the Betting Table.
Amidst the clinking of coins, Luna suddenly yanked off her Butterfly Hairpin and, dripping with saliva, slapped it onto the Bet Slip filled with her elder brother's name.
The Prophecy Crystal hidden in the hairpin warmed slightly, projecting an illusion into the air that made the Dealer's pupils contract—there it was, last winter in the hunting grounds, Lucius's arrow striking his mount in a bizarre manner during Leonard's Last Night.
"It seems some people are using all their strength just to dream," Qin Si appeared like a ghost behind the betting table, her newly dyed Iris Blue Ailya's White Nails lightly brushing against Luna's Bet Slip.
The Puppet Thread hanging from her Hair Tips suddenly carbonized upon touching the Prophecy Crystal, while Poison Scale Powder from the maid's Dark Bag cascaded onto the parchment, etching her elder brother's name into a grotesque Skull Pattern.
Luna suddenly burst into laughter, her palm, sticky with Magic Milk, slammed down on the Skull Pattern.
Golden light from the Purification Array flowed upstream along Qin Si's Puppet Thread; the Soul Control Talisman hidden in her ear spontaneously ignited, filling the air with the bitter almond scent of burnt almonds.
As Qin Si stumbled back in panic, a Phoenix Song from Qing Yue echoed across the competition arena—above where her elder brother should have secured favor with Lucius, the Judge was frantically swatting at a bribery ledger that had caught fire.
The sunlight above the competition arena twisted into a prism as Qin Si staggered against the betting table; ashes from the soul-controlling talisman still clinging to her earlobe fell onto her gilded collar.
Her Iris Blue Ailya's White Nails dug deeply into the table surface, carving five Ice Cracks into the ebony: "Even a baby doll dares to show off such petty tricks..."
"Pfft!" Luna puffed air towards her Bet Slip, spitting out droplets of Magic Milk that accurately landed in the right eye socket of the Skull Pattern.
The Puppet Thread that had just been drawn from Qin Si's sleeve suddenly wrapped around her own wrist, pulling her to pick up a Magic Potion Bottle from the Betting Table under everyone's gaze.
The label engraved with "Honesty Water" on the Bottle faded within the Purification Array, revealing beneath it dark red runes of "Soul Devouring Potion."
Cheers erupted from the audience, shaking the Crystal Chandelier as it chimed; Spirit Spring Water from Arena 2 transformed into Light Rain cascading down.
The elder brother's Wheelchair Armrest unfurled into a Star Trail staff amidst the Bluebell thicket, while on Lucius's arena, the Sacred Flame Lantern knocked over in the Judge's panic ignited the entire Dark Erosion Barrier.
"The Third Young Master's Nightmare Beast has suddenly gone berserk..." The servant's exclamation was drowned out by the more fervent Sound Wave.
As the elder brother's Wheelchair floated down to the podium, Qin Si's Potion Bottle was forcefully pressed to her lips by Puppet Thread.
Her Resentment-filled gaze swept over Luna's Neck adorned with a glowing Amethyst Necklace, and she suddenly tilted her head back, downing the entire bottle of Magic Potion.
The Deep Purple Liquid transformed into a clear Emerald Color upon contact with the Puppet Thread, as Light Spots resembling Ying Huo insects danced through the veins bulging in Qin Si's neck.
Her meticulously styled Hair Bun unraveled, and the Controlling Soul Gu Insect hidden within turned to Ashes and fell like dust.
Luna pounded on the Betting Table, watching as the maid vomited a Contract Fragment wrapped in black mist.
"This is impossible..." Qin Si's trembling Fingertip brushed against her long hair, which had suddenly regained its original color. Her Wrist, long marked by blood from the Puppet Thread, was now healing.
Celebratory streamers drifting from the audience landed on her shoulder, reflecting the newly formed Rainbow Barrier of the Competition Dome, revealing a hint of youthful innocence.
As Aelia lifted Luna high, the spring breeze carried the Sugar Coating and Cedar Fragrance from a distant market into the infant's nose.
Luna suddenly grasped her Mother's flowing silver hair, her glass-like Pupil reflecting the Seven-Colored Clouds rising in the Southeast—those were the unique Rainbow Lights of Magic Flow, more vibrant and vivid than the future she had glimpsed in the Astrolabe last night.
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