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"Phew, finally done."
Sighing with relief, Yumo, in the form of a black-haired elf young man, washed her hands and finally scurried back to the engagent banquet hall.
As Yumo sat back down in the seat reserved for the elf VIPs, Odom, who had been waiting for a long ti, flashed over in an instant and sat down beside Yumo. He carefully leaned close to her ear and asked:
"La... No, I an, nephew! Where did you run off to just now?! I was worried sick!"
Odom asked with great concern.
Of course, considering Yumo’s monstrously powerful strength, Odom naturally wouldn’t worry about her safety. His main concern was that while Yumo was wandering around, she might accidentally expose her original identity. If Yumo’s identity was exposed, wouldn’t their elf race beco "traitors" in the eyes of those Black Rose beasts?
Just imagining the retaliatory thods of the Black Rose family made Odom’s face turn pale.
Therefore, what he was worried about was not Yumo’s safety, but the safety of their own elf race.
Knowing this full well, Yumo responded with a smile:
"Don’t worry, Uncle Odom. I’ve got it under control and won’t be discovered!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
Faced with the confident Yumo, Odom could only nod with suspicion. Then, he asked curiously:
"Then, where did you go for such a long ti just now?"
"Hmm, about that? I went to deal with so garbage."
Yumo answered with so anger.
Although Odom’s expression beca a bit strange upon hearing this answer, Yumo wasn’t actually lying. She indeed went to deal with garbage - a large human-shaped garbage.
After cleaning up the traces of battle at the scene, Yumo had no choice but to stage the scene and tamper with Jiyan’s head a bit.
To be honest, Yumo really wanted to directly kill Jiyan.
But out of consideration for exposing her identity and causing trouble for Yuan’er and the others, Yumo ultimately gave up on taking action. Although she didn’t take action, Yumo obviously couldn’t allow that fellow Jiyan to continue harboring malicious intentions and approach her daughter. Therefore, Yumo went to great lengths to ruin Jiyan’s brain and fabricate the illusion that he had gone mad from drinking and fell off the rooftop, damaging his brain.
Only after taking care of all this did Yumo hurry back to the banquet hall.
"Sigh, it was still quite a troubleso task."
Yumo’s words were filled with weariness.
Hearing this answer, Odom seed to realize that Yumo had no intention of saying more and gave up on further questioning.
After all, for so matters, it’s better to know less.
"In any case, good work. Have so water, nephew."
Odom respectfully handed a glass to Yumo.
"Thank you, Uncle."
Yumo politely took the glass of water.
"Oh right, Uncle Odom, has the engagent ceremony started now?"
"Yes, Miss Yuan’er just made her appearance."
Saying that, Odom turned his gaze towards the ceremonial stage not far away.
Following Odom’s line of sight, Yumo also looked towards that stage. At this mont, on the solemn ceremonial stage, under the escort of dozens of fully ard white-armored knights, two extraordinary figures had already stood at the center of the stage, facing the gazes of countless people. One of them, a nearly 1.9-ter tall man with a rugged face and a hint of heroism, wearing a handso military coat, was none other than the current Grand Marshal of Night Wish City - Malok.
As Lord Xiumu was indisposed, the engagent ceremony of the young lady of Night Wish City was presided over by this second-in-command of Night Wish City.
And beside him, the much more petite pink-haired girl was the protagonist of this engagent banquet, none other than Yumo’s youngest daughter.
Yuan’er.
Very quickly, Yumo ignored everyone else around and focused all her attention on her daughter.
"Yuan’er… has changed so much..."
Although Yumo had seen Yuan’er on the rooftop just now, due to Jiyan that bastard attracting her attention, Yumo didn’t have the chance to carefully observe her long-unseen daughter. Therefore, when Yumo saw Yuan’er bathed in the spotlight from below the stage, she couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.
The corners of her mouth curved up slightly, revealing a gratified smile.
They say a girl changes drastically at eighteen.
In just a few years, the little girl from back then had actually beco the graceful young lady of today?
Sigh, it feels a bit unfamiliar all of a sudden.
However, as expected of my child.
So beautiful.
Taking in the sight of Yuan’er in her exquisite dress and hearing the praise for Yuan’er from those around, Yumo unknowingly beca smug. As a mother, hearing others complint her child naturally made Yumo feel very pleased.
However, pleased as she was, upon seeing the undulations on Yuan’er’s chest, Yumo couldn’t help but shudder all over.
The next mont, under Odom’s puzzled gaze beside her, Yumo slowly raised her hand and pressed it against her chest with complex emotions.
Why?
Why?
My children, except for Liyu, had all developed so well one after another? Yet I... Why?!!!
Vaguely, Odom seed to see substantial black energy oozing out from Yumo’s body.
"Ne-Nephew?"
Fortunately, Yumo quickly stabilized her depressed mood, regained her previous composure, and patted Odom’s shoulder as if to reassure him.
"It’s nothing, don’t mind it."
"Oh, oh oh, alright..."
…
At the sa ti, on the ceremonial stage, after finishing the basic welcoming remarks and opening speech, Marshal Malok, as the host, slightly turned his eyes and t Yuan’er’s heterochromatic pupils.
After receiving the young lady’s approval, Malok directly entered today’s main topic:
"Everyone, today is the engagent ceremony of our Night Wish City’s young lady. After several months of selection and evaluation, we have finally determined the most outstanding candidate who possesses both talent and beauty, and is favored by the young lady."
As these words were spoken, the venue instantly fell silent. Almost everyone’s eyes were focused on Malok, waiting for this Marshal to announce the final result.
After all, who exactly was the fiancé chosen by Young Lady Yuan’er? This had been a hot topic that stirred up the entire Ancita Continent for a full month! Everyone was extrely concerned about this matter because it was a major event that would change the future power structure of the continent! Especially for those major family mbers who had submitted marriage proposals to Night Wish City, they held their breaths and waited for the result with bated breath.
And in their hearts, they prayed that the one chosen by Young Lady Yuan’er was the young master of their family.
Those young lords and princes also beca restless, pressing their chests one after another, and gazing at Malok and Yuan’er beside him with expectant eyes.
Under everyone’s solemn gazes, Malok slowly opened his mouth:
"That most outstanding candidate is... is... is... is... um, this..."
??!
Huh?
What’s going on?
However, at this critical juncture, Malok’s words beca stuttered, causing everyone to reveal puzzled and uncomprehending expressions. The originally quiet stage instantly beca abuzz with discussions.
"Why isn’t he saying it?"
"What’s going on?"
"Is there a problem with the na?"
"Grand Marshal, what are you doing?"
Hearing the discussions of the crowd, Malok also appeared very helpless. How could he not want to speak out the na of the most outstanding candidate?!
But the problem was, where was that bastard Jiyan?!
That’s right, the reason Malok suddenly got stuck was because he suddenly discovered a very serious problem.
Jiyan-Malin, the fiancé of the young lady, was missing? That most outstanding candidate who should have been sitting in the front row was missing?!
Damn it!!
Where is he?!
He was clearly here before, so why is he gone at this mont?! How am I supposed to continue like this?!
Malok inwardly roared with so despair and anger.
Under normal circumstances, after he finished the announcent, Jiyan was supposed to stand up to accept everyone’s applause and blessings, then go on stage to stand together with Young Lady Yuan’er and begin the engagent ceremony. And now? Once he made the announcent, everyone would discover that Jiyan was nowhere to be seen?
The person chosen as Young Lady Yuan’er’s fiancé had disappeared from the venue just like that?!
What would outsiders think?!
Wouldn’t they think our young lady was abandoned?! Then what about the reputation of our Night Wish City?!!! And what about the young lady’s reputation?!!!
Jiyan, you little rabbit bastard...
At this mont, Malok had the urge to directly tear Jiyan into pieces.
Anger aside, after looking left and right and still not finding Jiyan, Malok had no choice but to direct his gaze towards Yuan’er beside him.
However, Malok, who had originally wanted to consult Yuan’er through eye contact about what to do, was stunned to find that the young lady wasn’t flustered by this situation at all. The pink-haired girl still maintained that dignified and beautiful smile, with not a trace of panic in her eyes. In fact, in Malok’s view, the young lady seed completely confident and at ease.
???
Hmm?
???
Hmm?
Young Lady??
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