My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 286 - 287: The Mirror Sees All

Guilt was a horrible feeling—it gnawed at oneʼs heart, left a bitter taste in the mouth, and for days after, they couldnʼt bring themselves to suspect Bel anymore.

She had helped them more than they could ever repay.

During those two days, Evangeline had tried her best to purify Damon from the mental contamination, and while she worked, Bel also offered her aid, providing some of her potions.

During that time, Damon had stirred several times... until two days ago, when he finally regained full consciousness.

To celebrate his recovery, Bel suggested having a feast. Sheʼd asked Damon for a list of his favorite dishes.

Sylvia had half expected Damon to say something rude—or at least something Damon would usually say.

But instead, heʼd given her a list of actual favorites. Sylvia had taken notes.

His favorite dish of all... was Tamberry cake.

So Bel had made him some.

When he took a bite of the cake, a single teardrop slipped from his hazy, dark eyes.

The sight of tears in the eyes of the normally cold Damon had stunned the others.

Sylvia still remembered what he had said that night—

”The last time I had Tamberry this delicious was when my mother was still alive...”

And then, somehow, Bel had hugged him and consoled him. Much to the groupʼs surprise, her behavior was... strangely gentle. His reaction wasnʼt what they were used to. But what they found even more odd was the fact that Damon—of all people—had opened up.

At the time, it hadnʼt felt too strange. Just... a side of Damon theyʼd yet to see. His vulnerable side.

Sylvia had always known that part of him existed, hidden behind his usual edgy coldness and that defiant, arrogant personality.

Still, seeing it up close was... unusual.

She bit her lip, the fresh scent of honey and cinnamon hanging in the air.

Except now, that sweet, homey aroma made her want to retch.

These past few days had been... off. With each passing day, Damon had started acting strangely.

Sylvia wasnʼt sure anymore if he was pretending or not.

She blinked, her newly restored vision clear as day, eyes fully focused on Damon—who took another bite of the Tamberry cake in front of him.

He smiled at Bel.

”Mother, can I have more?”

Sylvia felt her heart sink each time Damon uttered those words.

That... that was what unsettled her. Damon had started calling Bel mother.

It began as a joke, shared over dessert by the hearth. But then... Bel insisted.

And Damon accepted.

Leona ate quietly, the liveliness of nights past now replaced by the solemn clatter of utensils.

Evangeline bit her lip, her eyes drifting toward Sylvia with a silent nod before she spoke.

”Erhm... Bel... when... do we leave? I mean... you said you knew a safe way back home...”

Bel didnʼt respond at first. Her smile remained gentle, but it didnʼt quite reach her eyes.

SLAM.

Damonʼs hands crashed down on the table.

”What is wrong with you?” he snapped. ”Why do you want to leave so badly? Are you blind to the dangers of the Whispering Forest? We canʼt leave. No, we have to stay.”

Evangelineʼs eyes widened with a flicker of fear. How could she not be terrified when Damon—who had been their leader all this time—was now speaking the opposite of what he would normally say?

Bel gently stroked his head.

”Itʼs fine, my dear child. Mother knows best. Mother will protect you... I swear.”

Then her eyes turned to Evangeline. She smiled kindly.

”Donʼt worry. Let the dangers pass, my children.”

Leona had been silent up to this point, but now, the fork in her hand melted from the surge of electricity coursing through her.

”We are not your children...”

Xander narrowed his eyes, his appetite for Belʼs masterfully cooked food now completely gone.

”When do we leave?”

Matia nodded, her fairy wings carefully concealed in her body.

”You have to tell us. We canʼt just stay here forever.”

Bel smiled softly, eyes lowered as she muttered in a barely audible voice,

”Forever? No… you wonʼt stay that long…”

Evangeline frowned. ”Come again?”

Damon stood up, glaring at her.

”Thatʼs rude.”

Evangeline snapped back. ”Why are you defending her? I didnʼt even say anything rude!”

His face contorted with anger. But before he could say more, Bel raised her hand, interrupting them with a calm yet ominous reply:

”Soon... but not yet.”

Evangeline bit her lip again. This was getting under her skin.

Sylvia watched it all with a detached gaze, her mind spinning for a plan. This—this was how things had been going for them lately.

And from the look of it, not well.

Too many things were off. Suspicious.

Sylvia remembered once hearing Belʼs voice crack—she had claimed to have a bad cold.

Sheʼd noticed, too, how Bel made no sound when she walked. Bel had said it was due to years of training.

Sheʼd felt how cold Belʼs skin was when theyʼd been cooking together in the kitchen. Sheʼd brushed it off back then...

Until she noticed the skin on Belʼs neck.

It was... peeling away.

That had been the final straw.

Now, with her sight fully restored, Sylvia decided it was time. She would use her First-Class Skill to ask the question burning in her mind. But she knew the cost...

Each question she asked came with a price: her life. At least when related to Bel.

Or at least, a part of it. This was proof she was a powerful entity…far beyond them.

So instead of asking directly who or what Bel was, she asked:

How do I expose her?

She accepted the price—her skill would be temporarily sealed. She wouldnʼt be able to use the book again for some time.

But the book had answered.

”Look at her reflection in a mirror.”

That struck her as odd.

Bel didnʼt own any mirrors... except for one hidden away. And that one was cursed.

Luckily, Sylvia had bought a small mirror for herself. Back when this entire ordeal had started, Damon had told the girls to ditch their makeup—but girls being girls, some had still bought small items, including the hand mirror Sylvia now kept hidden under the table.

Carefully, she slid it out, angling it low beneath the table, tilting it just right...

Right toward Bel.

And what she saw—

Nearly made her drop the mirror.