Chapter 1984

The exquisite navy blue suit appeared as elegant and alluring as ever. Zidane stood there in the mist-filled, empty main street of Phantom Market, and somehow, his presence felt strangely fitting and strangely harmonious with the eerie surroundings. He bore a resemblance to the version of him she had just seen in the painting, yet there was a clear difference in style—subtle, but undeniable. Shannon had a pretty good guess about what was going on. These two had most likely shown up after watching the tournament livestream. Mystic, the organization Zidane had personally founded, was deeply tied to the underworld—so deeply that it, in fact, operated alongside it without being bound by its restrictions. To be that entangled with the underworld without being crushed by it, he would need some serious connections. Shannon figured that the man who had mysteriously trapped her in this version of Phantom Market was probably Zidane's connection. She just didn't know exactly what kind of re