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"Leave, Evora," Ansel commanded, lifting his chin slightly, "Do not disturb my ga; I am fond of it."

Ansel... he must want to change everything!

In the depths of utter despair, Ravenna Ziegler found the thread of hope that could lead her out of the endless maze, a dawn that pierces through all chaos.

With Ansel, if Ansel is there, then everything is possible—

"Wait... wait! Your Highness, Lord Elder Princess!"

At this mont, a discordant voice intruded upon the perfect situation twisted by Ansel.

Ravenna looked on in shock as she saw a stout man in utter disarray, stumbling towards Evora.

His expression was so excited, so fervent, and not even his charred, battered face could hide his passion at this mont.

Laurel Morlamo, how could he—

When Ravenna saw what the man was holding, her pupils shrinked to pinpoints.

It's the soil enhancent potion he has collected… now nearly depleted!

What is he doing... what is he planning!

"Despicable creature, leave... hmm?"

Evora, initially ready to incinerate the man with a re glance, brightened up when she saw the bottles in his arms.

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"This is the secret to changing everything!"

This man, endowed with exceptional wisdom, ability, strategy, patience... a talent who, as a re mortal, is destined to excel in any field, remained unflappable even when facing Reginald as a farr. Now, without hesitation, he kneeled before Evora.

With both hands, he presented the remaining potion, shouting with a trembling voice from excitent:

"Please allow ... please allow to offer all of this to you!"

He said... what?

Ravenna's vacant, dim eyes reflected the image of Laurel, humble as dust.

He said he wanted to give the remaining potion... to Evora?

"Hahahaha…hahahahaha!"

The Elder Princess, in a fit of rage just monts ago, now laughed heartily with utmost delight:

"Ansel... Ansel! Is this your ga? Is this the ga you designed to please ?"

anwhile, Laurel strived to maintain his composure and added, "I implore your highness... please spare Pelican City, spare the Watson territory."

In Laurel's eyes, his plan was flawless, without any mistakes.

He was unaware of what Evora truly desired; to him, since the conflict between these two powerful figures revolved around "ruining the ga," then naturally, Evora's only course of action would be destruction.

By speaking these words, he was not opposing Ansel; on the contrary, he was pleading with Evora.

As for the potion... it was clear that Lord Ansel valued the ga itself far more, showing little concern for the potion.

Thus... this was his only, his last, his most perfect opportunity!

"Spare this place? Is that your request in offering this to ?"

Evora released the hand covering her wound, allowing the blood to flow freely, and now, as she smiled, there was a chilling, bewitching beauty about her.

"No, not just that... please forgive my greed, what I desire is..."

Laurel lifted his head, his eyes shining with a pure, brilliant light.

"—I wish to have the opportunity to beco an extraordinary being!"

Extraordinary beings...

Ravenna's body swayed slightly.

He would trade the hope that could eliminate hunger, the hope that could satiate the entire empire, the entire world.

All for a chance... to beco an extraordinary being?

Like a dog, to trade for such an opportunity?

"How greedy... but, excellent... excellent!"

Evora laughed heartily with satisfaction: "It is this kind of desire that I appreciate the most, the longing for extraordinary, for power... this is what I admire!"

"An... Ansel... no, father... father!"

Ravenna, who had not spoken for what seed like an eternity, spoke with a rough, hoarse voice, gripping Ansel's arm tightly, her voice no longer possessing its usual indifference and calm.

"You can't... if Evora gets the potion, she will have complete control over the enhancent potion, and then everything will... will..."

Ansel remained silent, looking at her calmly, with pity.

Ravenna looked up into those sea-blue eyes, unable to utter a word.

She numbly released her grip and staggered two steps backward, nearly falling to the ground.

So, this is... his choice.

It was I who gave him the power to decide.

"No... it's not like that..."

It could have changed everything, it could have been good for everyone, Laurel, such a person... such people, they are just exceptions... only exceptions.

Without him, things wouldn't have turned out this way, without him, everything would—

"Ravenna, you once asked if Laurel was a pawn of mine, and at that ti, I did not give you an answer."

The young Hydral gripped Ravenna's neck, forcing her to look at the mortal kneeling on the ground, offering everything for the chance to beco extraordinary, and he spoke deliberately:

"I did not, nor have I ever needed to arrange for such a person, do you know why?"

"Arrange... his arranged person? Hahaha, you are truly delusional, poor little puppet!"

Evora laughed heartily as she took all the potions and then casually tossed a bottle of black, viscous potion to Laurel, who clumsily catched it and clutched it to his chest as if it were his own child, bowing incessantly with all his might:

"Thank you for your rcy, thank you for your greatness, thank you for your magnanimity... Thank you, thank you for everything, Your Highness!"

Evora paid no heed to this worthless mortal, instead continuing to mock Ravenna: "If this damned bastard was so understanding, to arrange a character that could make this happy... I would have cherished him long ago. But you... I really can't understand, how he could value soone as foolish as you, to deliberately arrange such a person... Hehehe... Hahahaha!"

The pinnacle of the extraordinary beings laughed uproariously:

"Any mortal, as long as they have a brain, will inevitably make this choice! Be it him or soone else, no matter who... it's always the sa!"

Evora mocked with contempt and pleasure:

"Place these trinkets and the opportunity to beco an extraordinary being before mortals, and out of ten thousand people, ten thousand would choose the latter."

"—This world is full of pitiful creatures… who yearn to beco extraordinary!"

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