| “ | The perfection I want cannot be provided by anyone else. | ” |
Bio[]
Of noble birth, Parfait is part of society's upper crust, and fame and money don't have any attraction with her. She doesn't care about her standing, only the spirit of freedom. Life must be thrilling to be good. She doesn't like others fawning over her. Perfection is her criterion for doing things, and she has her own standards for how to do things.
Food Introduction[]
Parfait is a French word that means "perfection" and refers to an ice cream and fruit jelly sundae made from cream and fruit. Lots of different ingredients can go into a parfait, as there is no set recipe, and dessert chefs often unleash their creativity, combining ice cream, fruit, cream, chocolate syrup, nuts, etc., then placing it in an exquisite, high-rimmed glass. Each glass is a work of perfection created by the dessert chef.
Other Info[]
How to Acquire[]
Associated Events
- Cool Summer
- Thousand Knot Wish
- Clearing Worry
- Food Soul Star Plan V
- Mist-free Peaks
- Askew Twinkle
- Snowy White Perch
- Radiant Spring Advent
- Berry Satisfied
- Greener Shores
- Forgetful White Crane
- Summer Bonanza
Initial Stats[]
 Soul Power
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1865 |
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 Attack
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58 |
 Defense
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23 |
 HP
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490 |
 Crit Rate
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1572 |
 Crit Dmg
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519 |
 Atk Spd
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1127 |
Skills[]
| Perfect Ball | Basic Skill | |
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Parfait waves her fan and shoos away detestable hangers-on, dealing 100% (180%) ATK as damage to the nearest enemy, plus 234 (3042) extra damage, also restoring 10 (18) Energy for all allies. | |
| Free Spirit | Energy Skill | |
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Parfait leaves the boring ball without even looking back, dealing 40% (80%) ATK as damage to the nearest enemy, plus 244 (3172) extra damage, also restoring 398 (5174) HP for all allies. | |
| Super Free Spirit | Link Skill | |
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Parfait leaves the boring ball without even looking back, dealing 60% (120%) ATK as damage to the nearest enemy, plus 312 (4056) extra damage, also restoring 579 (7527) HP for all allies. | 
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blue = lvl 1
red = max lvlVoice Lines[]
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| Contract | If you can summon me, that means you really are qualified to be an Attendant. But if you want to give me orders, then you'll have to prove your power -- Although, power isn't everything, and just because I obey your command doesn't mean you've got my approval. | ||
| Log In | Could you make everyone look on in surprise at a ball where nothing changes? | ||
| Ice Arena | This place is interesting. Want to go in with me? | ||
| Skills | I'll give you a glimpse of truly perfect design. | ||
| Ascend | Now I'm even more perfect. | ||
| Fatigue | It's too oppressive here. One can hardly breathe. | ||
| Recovering | Can you go outside with me to get a breath of fresh air? | ||
| Team Formation | Is there another ball to attend? | ||
| Knockout | How could they... So rude...! | ||
| Notice | Eat it while it's hot, or else it won't be perfect. | ||
| Idle 1 | Those fake pleasantries at the ball are the most boring thing ever. | ||
| Idle 2 | Those who consider themselves nobles often find themselves unable to sample the joy of freedom. | ||
| Idle 3 | Not all effort gets rewarded. | ||
| Interaction 1 | If you can't reach perfection, then might as well not try. | ||
| Interaction 2 | You're funny -- No, dancing is a no-go. I'm a bit tired. | ||
| Interaction 3 | Even if you forced me to do something I didn't like, my spirit is still free. | ||
| Pledge | I know full well what you want, but just giving it to you wouldn't be much fun. Let's play a game. If you can make me feel joyful, I'll oblige you. | ||
| Intimacy 1 | I've long abhorred those elegant formalities. It is you who has brought a fresh feeling into my life. | ||
| Intimacy 2 | I like that you'll offer contrary opinions and not just go with the flow, but you should still do things as I say. | ||
| Intimacy 3 | Is this nagging feeling of uncertainty I've been getting, because of you? | ||
| Victory | It was a matter of course. | ||
| Defeat | ...Tsk, too weak. | ||
| Feeding | No need to butter me up... I accept the gift, but if you've got something to say, just say it. | ||
Skins
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Normal[]
Flower Bed[]
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Contents of this page has been fan-translated by RosieCap4u and may not be completely accurate. Official translations will be added whenever it's available. |
I. Arranged Clearly
"What did you say?"
Daisy's report frightened me so much that I forgot that I was doing difficult yoga movements for a moment, and when I turned my head I almost lost my back.
"Miss Parfait, please don't get excited...Miss? You can change your shoes before you go——"
I hastily stepped on my dancing shoes and pushed open the door of Master Attendant's study.
"Master Attendant, please stop arranging places for me without permission. I don't look down on other people - Huh?"
In the study, my Master Attendant was holding the hand of a strange young man quite intimately, and a long-haired man was sitting next to him. The three of them looked at me in surprise as I walked in the door.
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"...That stupid Daisy, you didn't tell me everything... Couldn't you have told me earlier that it was Master Attendant who said what he said when he was chatting with the guests... Seeing me rushing up like this, you didn't even remind me..."
I sat on the chair next to Master Attendant, and shrank my dancing shoes back from the chair. The complaints in my heart were like a hurricane, and I had to pretend to be calm while holding up the teacup, raising my head and chest, and elegantly take a sip of tea.
——A few months ago, my Master Attendant was diagnosed with "Alzheimer's Syndrome". Old people suffering from this disease will gradually lose their memory, and their consciousness will regress progressively to the stage of an ignorant child.
After learning about this, the educationalist who had calmly dealt with national disasters, wars, regime changes, and other major changes suddenly lost his sense of proportion. In the past few months, he tried to help me arrange a way out for the future.
If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be so nervous every day as if I were facing an enemy.
"Let me introduce myself first. I am Locke, and I am traveling with your Master Attendant. This is my food soul, Sachertorte."
The man sitting from the opposite smiled and introduced himself.
He speaks in a gentle voice and looks very young. Although he has a strong aura, judging from his appearance, he is just an ordinary human being.
On the contrary, it was the unattractive-looking young man next to him. He was dressed in black and had long messy hair covering most of his face. He was also holding a strange wooden box in his hand. Although it's a bit strange, he is indeed a food soul.
But my priority is not to observe them.
"Master Attendant, what are you discussing? I heard that you asked Daisy to pack my luggage, prepare daily necessities, and the carriage..."
"Ah, those are for your life in school. You have never lived in a dormitory alone at this age."
Master Attendant said happily.
"School? Dormitory?"
"Yes, in fact, this is a plan prepared by your Master Attendant and I, Miss Parfait."
Locke holds out his hand, and Sachertorte immediately opens the box he was holding tightly, takes out a stack of documents then quickly closes the box.
The movements were so agile as if there was some ferocious beast in the box that was about to pounce out and bite people at any time.
Mister Locke handed me the document.
"'Application for the Experimental Curriculum Reform of Imperial College Education'... what is this?"
I opened it without thinking, and after a few minutes, I closed the thin document with my eyes wide open.
"Let the food souls go to school? Am I the first batch of recommended subjects for the experiment?"
"Miss Parfait is not only beautiful but also famous among the food souls of the empire. With you as the first demonstration, I believe it will play a very positive mobilizing role in the advancement of reform."
My Master Attendant on the side nodded happily, but I was confused about this.
"Mr. Locke, we all know that the current situation in the empire and the intensification of conflicts between food souls and humans are not due to education... this is because Champagne has become the new king. This is the first time that food souls are in power, and humans will inevitably panic.”
"So with His Majesty the King, who has just taken office, has passed this education bill. Obviously, as a food soul, he also hopes to improve the relationship between us and humans."
"Do you think this is useful?" I handed the document back to Mr. Locke.
"Of course, Food Souls are just like humans, they are all species that are easily influenced by the company they keep. If all Food Souls were like you, and received an upright education from the moment they were summoned, the crime rate of Food Souls would be greatly reduced. Am I right?”
"Well, if it succeeds, it would be a great thing."
After Master Attendant finished speaking, he looked at me with his earnest and sincere eyes.
... Come on, come on, come on, even if you are an elder, pretending to be pitiful is useless to me!
II. Forced Complicity
The carriage swayed on the rocky road.
"Miss, remember to put mosquito repellent in the aromatherapy when you sleep, so the mosquitoes won't bite you."
"By the way, do you remember where you put the aromatherapy? It's in the biggest red box."
"Oh, your jewelry, remember to lock it in the safe after taking it off at night."
"Miss, do you have a safe in your dormitory?"
I lay in the carriage tirelessly, trying to ignore Daisy’s nagging.
Daisy is my Master Attendant’s right-hand assistant. She is attentive and thoughtful. Master Attendant is always willing to leave all kinds of things to her. Compared to Daisy, I don’t seem to be a qualified helper. No wonder Master Attendant is like this. He easily decided to send me to school, even if this was the last period of his life...
Thinking of this, I felt a little depressed again.
The carriage bumped and stopped slowly while I was distracted.
Daisy opened the curtains: "Miss, we're here!"
I took a deep breath, pulled up my skirt, and stepped out of the carriage.
I have been willful for so many years. Since this is the task you gave me at the end of your life, I will work hard to complete it this time!
In the next second, a gust of wind blew in front of me, and a black shadow flashed past. I was startled, and when I looked closely, I saw that the young man in black running away seemed very familiar.
"Sachertorte?"
I remember Mr. Locke said that Sachertotte has also enrolled with me in this batch of student food souls, but he might come a few days earlier than me... No!
As soon as I took a step forward, a golden light flashed in my mind.
Mr. Locke said that because many teachers and staff in this school are ordinary humans, this school has a basic principle: During the semester, we only stay in the school, under the guidance of a Food Soul who’s a teacher, to use spiritual power.
And those who use spiritual power outside of school, will be severely punished if discovered.
That guy seemed to be well-behaved, but he didn't expect that he would violate his principles just a few days after arriving. If the school's guarding food souls discovered it, the little trust the food souls had worked hard to gain would be destroyed.
I narrowed my eyes slightly and stared at the direction where Sachertorte left.
"Daisy, please send my things to the dormitory first."
"Huh?"
"Don't worry, I'll be right back."
Without saying a word, I followed Sachertorte.
"Wait...how come here, the aura of spiritual power suddenly cuts off when I got here?"
Looking around, this is a mountain with dense forests below. You can vaguely see the buildings at the other end of the forest, which is the school.
"The back of the mountain? This guy doesn't have any classes, what is he doing here?"
"Why are you following me?"
"Eh??"
Sachertorte appeared out of nowhere, still dressed in black, and holding the black box in his hand.
"The school stipulates that food souls cannot use spiritual power outside the school. You have only been here a few days, don't you remember the school rules?"
"Then what were you doing just now?"
"...What were you doing?"
"You followed me, didn't you also use spiritual power to track me?"
"...Then, it was you who broke the rules first!"
"But you could obviously report this matter to the security department through the correct channel afterward, so why did you follow me?"
"I…"
I choked for a moment, and Sachertorte slowly took a step closer.
"Admit it, the moment you chased me, it was your curiosity that defeated the so-called school rules, and everything else was just an excuse."
"I didn't..."
I unconsciously clenched my fists and put them in front of my chest, but he was not afraid at all and took another step forward.
"From the moment you decided to follow me, you were already my accomplice."
"Nonsense, how can this be the same?!"
"Then do you dare to confront me at the security office, my accomplice?"
"Don't come any closer——"
He came closer again, and I finally stumbled after a step back and collapsed to the ground.
After a long while, a hand slowly stretched out from the lowered field of my vision. I looked up and saw that Sachertorte's other hand was still holding the black box, but his eyes no longer had the aggressive glare before. He looked friendly this time, as if he had changed into a different person.
III. Don’t Mention Second Place
"Here, take a look at it."
"Oh!"
As expected, my Master Attendant showed a surprised expression.
"Hey, Master Attendant, this is my report card, not for making paper airplanes!"
I exclaimed loudly, but Master Attendant turned a deaf ear and the report card became his new toy.
"Alright, as long as you're happy."
I helplessly patted my Master Attendant on the shoulder. Sitting in the wheelchair, he looked up and smiled at me like a child.
Daisy, who had witnessed all this, squeezed my shoulder and said, "Miss, please don’t be sad. When the professor wakes up, I will tell him the good news that you got A's in all subjects this semester."
"I was also selected as a campus ambassador."
"Yes, yes. And you also got a second-class scholarship!!"
"It's not the prize for first place, so there's no need to mention this."
"It's okay, I didn't get first place in the selection, it's just because I was reporting for the start of school that day, and the lady was late!"
"..."
My happy mood was poured with a bucket of cold water on me.
"Miss, what on earth did you do on that day? Can't you tell me after such a long time?"
"No, of course not!"
My thoughts return to that day with memories——
Sachertorte's aggressiveness made me take a step back and stumble.
I sat on the ground in embarrassment, but Sachertorte calmly stretched out his hand.
"I didn't mean to scare you."
"Not on purpose?"
"I was just practicing the criminal interrogation techniques I learned."
"What? You were using me for practice? Wait, the school has that kind of course?!"
"It’s an elective course, are you interested?"
"I don't want to learn such a strange subject!"
"Then, just pretend what happened today never happened. You've never seen me outside school, okay?"
I slapped his hand away.
"I can get up by myself."
I gritted my teeth and stood up, patted the hem of my skirt, tidied my hair, and walked back with my head raised.
"Are you sure you want to walk back the way you came? It's so far, how far can you walk?"
Sachertore asked.
I paused.
"By going around the forest below, you can reach the other gate of the school." He said calmly.
"...It's such an obvious thing, I can see that I was originally going this way."
I turned around awkwardly and walked quickly into the forest.
Sachertorte’s voice floated over again in a leisurely manner from behind.
"There are spiritual restrictions in this forest, and there are many wild beasts."
"..."
Sachertorte slowly carried the box and passed by me, who was standing stiffly.
"But I know the safest way."
"Miss, miss, please put down the fan in your hand. It's almost getting crushed... Let's change the topic, change the topic - um... that's right!"
Daisy slapped her head.
"Miss, who won the first-class scholarship in your school this time?"
"...Daisy, you are always so good at picking topics."
"Hahaha, I'm also very curious about the answer to this question."
In the wheelchair in front of the fireplace, Master Attendant was holding the paper airplane folded from the report card, but by this time he had come back to his senses and looked at me with a smile.
"Master Attendant!"
I threw myself into his arms.
"We haven't seen each other for several months, Parfait why are you crying? Have you been misguided in school?"
Master Attendant stroked my hair lovingly. I shook my head and held back my tears.
"I'm very good at school, and all the teachers like me. Whether they are human teachers or food soul teachers, they all like me."
"Well, I know, Parfait won't let me down."
Master Attendant patted my head affectionately.
"But who actually got the first-class scholarship?"
"...Master Attendant!"
Master Attendant laughed heartily. Seeing his smile, the little bit of frustration and anger in my heart disappeared.
"Well, Sachertorte was in first place, so he got the first-class scholarship... But this is only temporary! I swear, next semester, I will definitely surpass him!"
"Okay, but that's for next semester. Now that I'm back home, let's have a nice holiday."
IV. Required Elective Courses
"No class today?"
"Yes, the Academic Affairs Office informed us that there were suspicious traces of spiritual power were found in the back of the school. All human teachers and staff must retreat to a safe area first. Students, please go back to your dormitory and study there for today."
After the human teacher who taught us history apologized and explained to us, she packed up her lecture notes and left in a hurry.
I saw her hiding her frightened expression before leaving, and I felt a little uncomfortable.
Even if we live and study like humans in school, they will still be afraid of us once something abnormal happens.
This happened just a few days after the second semester started...and it was the mountain from the back...could it be Sachertorte again?
I thought about it, packed my schoolbag, and ran towards the back mountain.
Winter has just passed, and the cold wind is still blowing on this mountain. But the surroundings were very quiet, with no school search team or other people around.
I was feeling strange when suddenly, there was movement in the forest. I walked cautiously towards the place where the noise came from.
"Oh, why isn't it the lovely Miss Parfait."
"Mr. Locke?"
I looked at the smiling man in front of me in surprise, and Sachertorte was next to him covering his arms and lowering his head in silence for some unknown reason.
"Sorry, I am educating my disobedient food soul." Mr. Locke said.
"That's it." I felt a little relieved.
Sure enough, you secretly used spiritual power and got caught by your Master Attendant, right? I thought so while walking towards them.
"Don't come here!" Sachertorte suddenly raised his head and yelled at me.
I was stunned for a second, and the next second, Mr. Locke next to him suddenly smiled at me. That smile made me shudder. At this moment, a strange fragrance penetrated my nose, and I immediately lost consciousness…
"Parfait! Parfait! Wake up!"
I opened my eyes.
Sachertorte frowned and looked at me worriedly.
"Ahem, cough...just now...uh huh..."
Before I finished speaking, Sachertorte covered my mouth.
"Don't make a sound!" Sachertorte whispered, "He left not long ago, and I managed to break the rope that tied us. Now, follow me and hurry, he will be back soon!"
"What's going on? Why did your Master Attendant kidnap us?"
"He is not my Master Attendant."
"What?"
Without looking back, Sachertorte led me through the forest.
"Half a year ago, he kidnapped my Master Attendant, the real Professor Locke, and hid him. Since then, he has threatened me with my Master Attendant's life to do things for him."
"Half a year ago? You mean-"
"Well, the person who went to your house to communicate with your Master Attendant was the fake Professor Locke. He took advantage of your Master Attendant's illness and couldn't remember the person's appearance, so he dared to lie to him and use his connections to send me here. The only purpose here was to let me gather intel for him as a student."
I took a deep breath in surprise.
"Gather intel? What is he going to do?"
"He is an 'anti-spiritualist'. He wants to disrupt this education reform, create chaos in this Food Soul school, hurt the human teachers, and then put the blame on the Food Souls so that the relationship between humans and Food Souls will worsen.” Sachertorte said.
"Forget it, this guy is more crazier than I thought. I originally thought it would be enough to help him explore the terrain of this school, but he actually wanted to kill me after causing a riot..."
I followed him, and when I heard this, I finally couldn't help but stop.
"Sachertorte," I shook my head in disbelief, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Sachertorte stopped and looked puzzled.
"Have you ever thought about your Master Attendant, and how much effort they put into promoting this educational reform? And what are you doing? Serving as a pawn for their opponents? Now, he is about to hurt the teachers. Are you going to run away with me?"
"I just assess the situation and make the best choice. If it were your Master Attendant who was kidnapped today, you would make the same choice as me."
"You are not me, how would you know?!"
"Are you going to disregard your Master Attendant's safety? Holding up the banner of sacrificing everything for his ideals?"
I was stunned, clenched my fists, and straightened my back.
"If it were me, my Master Attendant, he would support me in doing this."
I said this and turned around to leave.
"Where are you going?"
Sachertorte grabbed me.
"Going back to the school and protect the teachers."
"Wait, but my Master Attendant is still in his hands!"
"Let go!"
"Calm down!"
"..."
"I am also a food soul, Parfait. I have the same feelings for humans as you..."
Sachertorte’s tone softened slightly, he hesitated for a moment and finally sighed.
"Don't worry, there is a safe route leading to the school from here, which is the one I took you through last time, but the route I gave him was wrong."
"…really?"
"Of course it's true. I just want to buy some time for rescue, I won't put the humans in danger."
I was dubious about what Sachertorte said, and I always felt that something was wrong.
But there is not much time for me to ponder the details one by one.
"The game of showing your true feelings to each other is over, you monsters who only imitate humans."
A sinister and vicious voice sounded, it’s the fake Mr. Locke who appeared in front of us and was holding a special shotgun. He pointed the muzzle of the black gun at us.
"Sachertorte, it seems that you don't want your Master Attendant's life anymore. How dare you give me the wrong route. Let me just say, you food souls are all selfish."
I tightened my grip on the fan. Damn it, I can’t exert any spiritual power here.
"I'll give you another chance and tell me the right way."
"Parfait, go tell the guards what happened here!"
Sachertorte suddenly flew out and struggled with the fake Locke holding a shotgun.
"Run!" His roaring voice was mixed with the sound of two gunshots, and it spread throughout the forest in an instant.
Run...run!
I have to leave here first, otherwise, otherwise...
I bit my lower lip, turned around, and fled.
Those thorns and bushes that disgust me so much have teared my dress, scratched my arms, and messed up my hair, but I have no time to care about it now.
There is only one belief in my heart, to leave here, walk out of the forest, and then use my spiritual power...I want to use my power...I must pick up my power——
"Bang!"
The moment I was hit by a bullet, the pain came slower than other reactions of my body.
I fell into the forest, and the insidious hunter stared at me with greedy and crazy eyes. He slowly approached and stepped on my injured foot provocatively.
Pain.
It hurts so much.
The pain exploded from the wound where the bullet hit me and spread throughout my body.
This is a special bullet. It was originally supposed to be used to defend against fallen angels. It is also effective for food souls. My spiritual power is constantly draining from my wound.
But I didn't cry.
"Miss Parfait, do you know how many people in the entire empire want to see you in such a fragile and vulnerable state?"
I angrily spat on his shoe.
"...Heh."
Surprisingly, he didn't get angry, but slowly retracted his foot and tapped my instep with the muzzle of his gun.
"How about we make a deal? I just want to take away a small prop from the school that is insignificant to you food souls. It will never harm humans."
"Perhaps that small prop will have some insignificant impact on the relationship between humans and food souls... However, Miss Parfait, I can guarantee that those will have nothing to do with you."
The tall human holding a shotgun grinned.
"We already have a dead scapegoat. No matter what happens, just blame it on the Sachertorte, alright?"
"You just need to take me through this forest. No one will know what you have done. You will still be everyone's favorite, pure, and flawless Miss Parfait who is also the perfect food soul in your Master Attendant's heart."
The fake Locke leaned down, his originally kind face suddenly terrifying.
"Of course, if you reject this offer, I will let you die here like Sachertorte, like a tattered doll, bitten by wild beasts, pecked by crows, and devoured by fallen angels that breed."
"..."
I lowered my head and pondered for a moment, made a decision in my heart, and reached out to grab the shotgun.
The sky is clear and the sun is shining in the forest.
My feet stepped on the loose fallen leaves, and I held up the hem of my skirt, but my steps were even lighter than the first time.
After all, I was reluctant to follow the Sachertorte on the first day of school.
That day he walked before me, carrying a strange black box, and neither of us spoke.
A strange beast's roar sounded. I was startled and almost tripped over the small stone under my feet.
Sachertorte glanced at me, and the smile on his lips was suppressed by my threatening eyes.
"Are you confused as to why this forest is restricted and food souls cannot use spiritual power?"
After this embarrassing situation passed, the air between us seemed to flow more smoothly, and Sachertorte brought up this topic as if nothing had happened.
"The predecessor of this school is very old. It is not surprising that such an old school has some restrictions. Maybe it was left over during the war." I said.
"Most people think so," Sachertorte pushed aside a vine and continued walking forward, "but there is another theory circulating in the school."
"It is said that the forest surrounding the school is a magic circle planted on the gate of hell, which imprisons a vicious dog from hell. If anyone who comes in does not follow the correct path, they will be eaten by the hellhound without leaving any bones."
"This kind of illogical legend is just to lie to children."
"Do you think so?"
"Isn't it?"
Sachertorte shook his head mysteriously.
"I don't know. After all, only those who dare to make mistakes will know whether there is hell in the world."
And today, I believe that there is hell in this world.
Sachertorte in my memory disappeared. Behind me was the fake Locke who followed, and in front of me was a giant beast with a pair of fangs that was breathing heavily.
It was wet as if the beast had just climbed out of a pool of water, but its red eyes were like two balls of hell's magma, burning with fire enough to burn everything.
"Damn! What is this!"
The fake Locke behind him raised his shotgun, his voice trembled, and he roared uncontrollably.
Seeing his devastated look, my fear suddenly disappeared. I smiled contemptuously at him and said, "This is something that can send you to hell."
"You!" Locke reacted immediately, "You deliberately took me the wrong way!"
I didn't waste time talking with him, but launched a sudden attack, kicking off Locke's knee. I then took advantage the moment he fell to the ground, I jumped on him and strangled his neck with my arms.
At the same time, the hellhound also opened its mouth and rushed towards us.
"Let us go to hell together!" I closed my eyes.
——I apologize, Master Attendant, I didn’t expect that I would be the one to leave first. However, since you are sick, can you forget me right away?
After a long while…
The imagined pain of being torn apart did not come.
Suddenly there was a deep laughter in my ears, mixed with... a canine whine?
I opened my eyes hesitantly.
The giant black dog blinked its big misty red eyes and surrounded me and Locke in excitement. Its tail behind it swung happily and pleasingly purred in its throat.
After being shocked, my hands unconsciously relaxed.
This is...what's going on?
"Okay, Parfait, you can let go of me now."
I was startled, quickly retracted my hand, picked up the shotgun on the ground, and moved back to a safe distance towards Locke.
"Don't move!"
But Locke ignored my warning. His face was full of smiles. Under the threat of my gun, he even took the time to comfort the hellhound that was constantly circling him.
Then, he raised his right hand toward his side——
Wait... Sachertorte?
I was surprised to see the Sachertorte walk out from behind the bushes unharmed.
In his hand, the black box appeared inexplicably again. He showed no sign of impatience and panic, he calmly opened the box and handed the young man a piece of paper.
I suddenly realized that the Sachertorte I saw for the first time at home half a year ago was this calm and composed appearance.
But what is going on?
At this time, Locke came towards me. He approached me and handed me the document.
Now I finally felt it - this guy is actually a food soul!
"Congratulations on passing the elective course test. This is the camp qualification certificate. You will be my student from now on. Remember to call me Instructor Lou[1]."
Locke, oh no, Lou, winked at me affectionately.
"Elective? What elective?"
I was confused and widened my eyes.
"Shh-" He smiled and touched his index finger gently between his lips, "The elective courses must be kept a secret."
V. Parfait
Pink high heels stepped elegantly on the carpet filled with dark flowers.
The mistress of this pair of shoes held a folding fan in her hand, gently covering the fine snow above, and walked towards her destination.
The place she wants to go is in the innermost room of this snowy house, which is called the "Gift Room" and is usually not open to the public.
Unless--
“You're here, you look beautiful today.”
Lou said to Parfait who entered the Gift Room.
He seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, but there were no footprints of his on the floor covered with a thick layer of snow. Instead, there were some plum blossom-shaped, animal-like tracks that were constantly appearing.
It was as if in this house filled with gift boxes of all kinds, besides this man, there was some kind of invisible animal living there.
"The carriage is waiting for me at the door. Bring it."
Parfait closed the folding fan in her hand. She was not surprised by everything here, and she calmly extended her palm to the man in front of her.
"So anxious?"
Lou tilted his head slightly, showing some sadness.
"It's not easy for me to meet a student I like as much as you. I didn't expect that only two years later, you would pass the final test... You will leave here after today and won't see me for a long time. Isn’t there a little bit of reluctance?”
"Don't make it sound like I was the one who took the initiative to come here, I still remember how you and Sachertorte deceived me," Parfait looked directly at him unmoved. "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and bring it."
"Well, aren’t you such a vengeful little girl?" Lou wrinkled his nose in grievance and waved. Suddenly, a pink gift box somewhere in the room moved out of thin air. It hung in the air and flew all the way to his hand.
The playful look on Lou's face slowly faded away.
"For this mission, your destination is Midgar."
"Your name is Christine. You are the daughter of a rich man in the empire. You have inherited a fortune worth billions and have traveled around the world. You are attracted to Midgar because of its prosperity. You like parties and make friends as you please, regardless of status or whether it is satisfactory or not.”
"There is no need to remind me of the important points, I will remember all this information before arriving in Midgar." Parfait took away the pink gift box.
"Well, I know that you have always been excellent."
The young man nodded. After a short pause, he put his hands behind his back and turned to look out the window.
"Then I can only remind you this - this is a long-term mission, and I can't tell you how long it will take to complete it, so you will be a hibernating seed, waking up when the empire needs it. Are you mentally prepared?"
"Certainly."
"Get going." Lou smiled and nodded as he said softly.
Parfait turned and left.
After Champagne became king, there was a very acute period of racial conflict between humans and food souls within the empire.
Even though Champagne overthrew the autocratic theocracy, uprooted the corrupt and abusive aristocrats, and repelled invaders from other countries, the fear of the Food Souls ruling the country could not be dispelled.
He understands very well that the conflict between races cannot be solved in one day. To break through, multiple mediations were needed.
Parfait's Master Attendant is a great educator in this country. The food soul education plan he proposed in his later years tried to eliminate the humans' fear of more and more free food souls from the perspective of learning. At the same time, it also cultivated food souls from the perspective of moral education.
Parfait was one of the first batch of experimenters. After many years of training by her Master Attendant, she became an outstanding member of society with almost the same habits as humans and became synonymous with elegance and nobility in the empire.
However, because of her good background, she was selected by another mysterious department of the empire.
There is often only one intersection between heaven and hell, and the two are indispensable in the world.
Without her Master Attendant's confusion and knowledge, Parfait's established life path turned in another direction.
And this path may be more suitable for the original dance of her life.
The carriage headed south, heading for Midgar.
Inside the carriage, Parfait read all the intel from the gift box in her hand and took a deep breath.
"... This is the first long-term undercover mission to leave the country. I don't know who the identity of the leader from the liaison station would be... I have to find him first when I get there..."
At this moment, the carriage swayed and suddenly stopped.
Parfait was stunned for a moment, but after two years of professional training prevented her from being as flustered as she was two years ago she pretended to have just woken up and opened the carriage’s door.
Outside is a cemetery.
"What the hell is this place?" She pretended to be annoyed, "Coachman, do you remember where we are going?"
The coachman, who had been silent along the way, slowly took off his wide-brimmed hat and turned around.
"Parfait, welcome to the Eye of Horus."
"...Sachertorte?? Why you again??"
Notes
- ↑ Lou is Finnish Reindeer.
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After an attack, Parfait gives self (10, 13, 17, 21, 25, 29, 35, 41, 49, 60) pts of Energy. 45s CD. |
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After attacking, deals an extra (31%, 41%, 52%, 63%, 76%, 89%, 105%, 125%, 149%, 180%) ATK to all enemies, with a 12s CD. |
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After an attack, boosts all allies' basic atk dmg (7%, 9.2%, 11.7%, 14.2%, 16.9%, 19.8%, 23.4%, 27.8%, 33.2%, 40%), lasting 4s. 12s CD. |
| Togi Node II - HP | |
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Boosts basic atk dmg (7%, 9.2%, 11.7%, 14.2%, 16.9%, 19.8%, 23.4%, 27.8%, 33.2%, 40%). Basic atks have a 30% chance to deal (5.2%, 6.9%, 8.8%, 10.6%, 12.6%, 14.8%, 17.5%, 20.9%, 24.9%, 30%) ATK as continuous skill dmg to the nearest two enemies for 4s (10s CD) |
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Boosts basic atk dmg (7%, 9.2%, 11.7%, 14.2%, 16.9%, 19.8%, 23.4%, 27.8%, 33.2%, 40%). Basic atks have a 30% chance to deal (5.2%, 6.9%, 8.8%, 10.6%, 12.6%, 14.8%, 17.5%, 20.9%, 24.9%, 30%) ATK as continuous skill dmg to the farthest two enemies for 4s (10s CD) |
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Boosts basic atk dmg (7%, 9.2%, 11.7%, 14.2%, 16.9%, 19.8%, 23.4%, 27.8%, 33.2%, 40%). Basic atks have a 30% chance to deal (8%, 11%, 14%, 17%, 21%, 24%, 29%, 34%, 41%, 50%) ATK as continuous skill dmg to the nearest enemy for 4s (10s CD) |
| Togi Node III - Crit Rate | |
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Every 20s, the next 3 basic atks of all allies must crit, and allied basic atk dmg is boosted (7%, 9%, 12%, 14%, 17%, 20%, 24%, 29%, 34%, 42%) for 4s |
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Every 20s, any debuffs will be dispelled from all allies, and their ATK is boosted (17%, 23%, 29%, 35%, 42%, 49%, 58%, 69%, 83%, 100%) for 6s |
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Every 20s, all allies recover (14, 18, 23, 28, 33, 39, 46, 55, 66, 80) pts of Energy and their skill dmg is boosted (5.2%, 6.9%, 8.8%, 10.6%, 12.6%, 14.8%, 17.5%, 20.9%, 24.9%, 30%) for 4s |
| Togi Node IV - Crit Dmg | |
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In battle, one’s skill dmg is boosted (1.7%, 2.3%, 2.9%, 3.5%, 4.2%, 4.9%, 5.8%, 6.9%, 8.3%, 10%) |
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In battle, one’s basic atk dmg is boosted (2.6%, 3.4%, 4.4%, 5.3%, 6.3%, 7.4%, 8.7%, 10.4%, 12.4%, 15%) |
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In battle, all of one’s dmg is boosted (1.4%, 1.85%, 2.35%, 2.84%, 3.38%, 3.96%, 4.68%, 5.57%, 6.65%, 8%) |
| Togi Node V - Attack | |
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Basic Skill Bonus Effect: Deals (21%, 27%, 35%, 42%, 50%, 59%, 70%, 83%, 99%, 120%) ATK as skill dmg to the nearest enemy |
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Basic Skill Bonus Effect: Deals (8%, 11%, 14%, 17%, 21%, 24%, 29%, 34%, 41%, 50%) ATK as skill dmg to the nearest two enemies |
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Basic Skill Bonus Effect: Deals (5%, 6%, 8%, 10%, 12%, 14%, 17%, 20%, 24%, 30%) ATK as skill dmg to the nearest enemy. Deals a second hit at (26%, 34%, 44%, 53%, 63%, 74%, 87%, 104%, 124%, 150%) ATK if target's HP is below 40%. |