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“Poison?” Edwin furrowed his brows as he sat on the wooden stool beneath the gazebo. The Ambrotos Estate was in a quiet uproar, with the festivities of the Immortal Harvest Banquet coming to an abrupt halt. Edwin had been hired along with three other individuals to help serenade the event, and though he didn’t exactly like being so close to the ministry, he had no more reason to be nervous. Of course, that was before everything seemed to go wrong. Again. This time, however, there were strange talks. People acting out, becoming more aggressive, then suddenly becoming sick. It was certainly bizarre, though Edwin couldn’