Angel: "Lydia will also attend the tea party?"
Greya nodded, a cold smile curling at the corner of her mouth: "Naturally, but her schemes this time might not materialize."
"Schemes?" Angel wondered aloud: "Is Lydia planning something at this tea party?"
Greya: "I don't know about that, but at the end of the last tea party, she made quite a show of herself in front of many witches, hoping to be the star of this one."
A star? What exactly do you witches do at a tea party? Perform a play?
Angel silently retorted in his heart, though his face remained serious.
"Back then, we all knew Lydia did it because her relationship with your Barbarian Cave's Lady Mirror was excellent. This time, with the tea party coincidentally held at Barbarian Cave, she likely wanted to leverage Lady Mirror's influence." Greya said, then sneered: "Unfortunately, her calculations were sound but ignored changes in reality."
Hearing this, Angel understood Greya's meaning.
