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Whaaaaaaaaaat!?!?!? November looked at Allereun blankly. He didn't take her hand. He didn't get charmed. He didn't agree to anything she said! No! Instead, the guy who made her soaking wet thought she was acting! Fooling around! A stage play! Why? Why? Just why!?

What was this feeling? Why did it feel like tears swelled up inside her eyes? Sadness? Embarrassment? It did not matter. November had a mission. A mission she wouldn't just give up on so easily. Rubbing her eyes for a second to not show any weakness, November cleared her throat. If her alluring entrance wasn't convincing enough she simply had to be more logical.

[b]"I- I am not joking about this!" [/b]She told him, making sure he was aware just how serious November was. [b]"Just think about it..."[/b] She could list a hundred reasons, but the biggest [i]gun[/i] should suffice. [b]"I'm sure you're aware of the Spellblaze, no? Did you never question the timing, the knowledge, the [i]everything[/i] of how the Church of Eins came into the picture? Quite a timing, wouldn't you agree?"[/b]

While there were some conspiracy theorists walking on this world, most that barked too loud were quickly silenced. Thus, what Charlotte said wasn't something well-known or something that people generally thought about unless animated to.