But what's the deal with this elf?
Although this elf... seems a bit easy to bully.
Because she looked tired the whole time, she was half-lying on that white cloud.
Following behind the demi-humans, they seemed to have no connection to their art style.
It even makes people forget their doubts about what those clouds floating in the air really are.
Suddenly, the demi-humans walked to an open space in the middle of the street.
They stopped in their tracks, stood still, placed one hand on their chest, and bowed slightly forward.
It was as if they were welcoming someone.
Right before the eyes of a group of adventurers.
Suddenly, black streaks flashed across the earth, passing through the crowd and gathering in front of the demi-human group.
A pitch-black magic circle began to form out of thin air from the ground, and a six-pointed star slowly rose from the black outline.
A pair of enormous, jet-black wings formed on the magic array and suddenly spread out.
Countless jet-black feathers swirled in the sky before slowly drifting down to the ground.
Its wings folded shut, and gradually all its feathers fell out.
Under the baptism of black feathers, a black figure gradually emerged from among the feathers.
He stood quietly in the center of the magic circle, a raven perched on his shoulder, its feathers fluttering gracefully.
Yet, the astonishing sense of oppression emanating from him constantly filled the surroundings.
Previously, someone might have been able to offer a few words of evaluation.
But the moment they saw this man, they felt a chill seep into their very bones.
No one dared to utter a sound.
who is he?
But no one could respond to them.
The man ignored all the onlookers present, simply standing on the magic circle and bowing slightly to the group.
The black formation beneath their feet seemed to change color, illuminating with dazzling light.
Amidst that strange color, a magnificent yet small castle instantly rose from the ground.
The towering city gates pierce the sky, and strange colors flow across the city walls.
The door slowly opened.
Countless white doves broke free from their restraints, flapping their wings from the gate and soaring into the sky with a whooshing sound.
From among the flock of birds, a slender hand wearing a white glove reached out and placed itself on Victor's palm.
That noble and elegant figure slowly emerged from the castle.
She wore extremely noble and luxurious armor, with a diamond-encrusted crown on her head. A faint white magical aura rose from her, and white heavenly light shone behind her, making her stand out like the moon surrounded by stars.
Who... is she?!
The adventurers were stunned when they saw Aurelion.
Just looking at Aurelion from afar gave them an urge to kneel down.
This is an armed force that's incredibly luxurious from start to finish...
Just who are they?
Soon, another army approached from a distance.
The eldest prince, clad in golden armor, slowly emerged from the crowd.
He walked towards Viktor with a smile on his face.
The onlookers couldn't help but look up, their expressions becoming extremely respectful.
Because of his arrival.
In the adventurer's capital—Godinlima.
Everyone knows whose territory this is.
Adventurers at most hunt monsters around this monster rift to make a living.
Only he is the true master of this place.
His Highness Albany, the eldest prince of the empire.
The adventurers all gathered around the street, secretly watching the scene unfold before them, not daring to make a sound.
Suddenly, the eldest prince's friendly voice rang out:
"My dear sister."
"I've already heard about what happened, but I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly."
"Please forgive me, your elder brother, for my poor hospitality."
The silent stillness stirred a sense of awe in the hearts of all the adventurers.
That elegant girl, surrounded by a crowd as if adorned under the stars and moon.
It turns out she's... the eldest prince's sister.
In other words, Your Highness the Princess!?
No wonder, the adventurers sensed at least three fourth-tier auras in this team.
Only the emperor's daughter would be worthy of such terrifying military strength as her bodyguard.
Aurelion smiled sweetly at her brother.
"Elder brother, you don't need to feel guilty. It was my fault for not informing you in advance."
"Please excuse the hasty arrival."
The eldest prince, still smiling slightly, said to Aurelion:
"The journey must have been long and tiring."
“Perfect timing, I, as your older brother, will host a welcome dinner for you.”
As the eldest prince spoke, he reached out to grab Aurelion's arm.
Suddenly, a repulsive force stopped him, preventing his hand from touching Aurelion's arm.
The eldest prince frowned, somewhat puzzled, and subconsciously looked up.
He met Viktor's incredibly cold gaze.
"Your Highness, the princess has grown up."
A cold, icy voice rang in his ear, utterly devoid of any politeness:
"Children who grow up should always have a rebellious phase."
"See, am I right?"
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