"What kind of tree is this?" Ivy asked quietly.
The temporal storage responded almost immediately.
[Warning. It would be better if you do not continue holding that plant.]
Ivy's eyes narrowed slightly.
Hearing the warning, she immediately tossed the plant away as if it were something poisonous.
The small tree landed on the ground with a dull thud.
"What is it?" Ivy demanded.
The temporal storage answered calmly.
[To exchange or steal someone's luck, a medium is required. At this moment, Damien is using that plant as a medium to siphon away your luck.]
Ivy clenched her teeth.
"How hateful…"
Her gaze shifted back toward the plant lying on the ground.
For a moment, she remained silent.
Then suddenly, a strange idea flickered inside her eyes.
'So Damien loves stealing luck, does he?'
A faint smile slowly appeared on her lips.
Without wasting any more time, Ivy turned around and headed straight back toward Martha's office.
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