KNOCK! KNOCK!
Suddenly, there was a knocking sound on his room door, making Wisana pause.
The tall man pushed himself up as he glanced at the door from afar, feeling curious about who would have co to his door during a rest ti like this. Because if this were Tunwa coming back, he would have used his keycard to get in already.
So, who the hell ca when he was about to take a nap?
“Yes?”
After that, the tall man got out of bed, before walking to the door. He pressed the button by the door softly before the door beca transparent and let him see the person who was outside the room clearly.
And when he saw the visitor, even Wisana raised his eyebrows. He never thought that this woman would be the one who visited him at his room like this, the woman who had black hair, those lavender-colored eyes, and a lively smile.
“Valentine?” Wisana spoke to himself.
And it seed like the one on the other side could not see that he was there looking at her from this one-sided transparent door because she was adjusting her hair and her clothes a little shyly.
Seeing that, he could not help but feel amused.
“The four gods are humans, too, I guess. That’s why she can act like that as well.”
He smiled amusedly, before switching the door’s lock off and swinging it open slowly with a sweet smile that he always had when he switched to Vincent.
“Can I help you, Miss Valentine?”
The black-haired woman did not say anything. She just replied to him with a smile.
“Yes, there are so many things you can do to help.” She nodded. “First, it’s about our younger siblings.”
“Our younger siblings?”
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The night had fallen on this busy day. Above the clouds, the moon was shining brilliantly, surrounded by many groups of stars in the black sky, looking like a painting by one of the most skilled artists in the world.
At the center of the enormous airship of the GMs’ that was flying to Tristan Capital, there was a large hall with a glass ceiling that could be seen through to the view of the stars above, which was the place being used to host a fancy evening party right now.
Many dinner tables were set with fine als. The ceiling above them was decorated with colorful magic crystals like so beautiful chandeliers. There was a classical band playing a beautiful song in another corner of the hall. The guests were gathering inside in their pretty dresses.
This did not look like a party before the war started at all.
And one mont later, the large door of the hall swung open again.
“Mister Vincent and followers have arrived at the party.”
A voice shouted in front of the door, followed by the sound of a small bell that was ringing as it was waved around, making every eye in the hall turn to look at the newcors who were walking inside with sour faces.
“Do I find myself in an old-ti English party or sothing? There’s a na announcing like we’re nobles, too.”
“Co on. Don’t mind that.”
The man who was walking in the front turned to whisper to the girl next to him. And the girl sent him a look like a warning for him to hide his feelings a bit.
And right at that mont, the chattering sound in the party was quiet down, leaving only the music playing in a corner of the hall. Every eye was looking at the newcors altogether. Especially the girls, so of them were giggling, and so could not hide how enchanted they felt, and it was obvious on their faces.
Wisana was dressed in a good-looking tuxedo. His black shiny hair which was usually ssy was now many tis more well-kept and neater. He seed like he was used to being the center of attention at a party and dressing up like this as well. So, he was walking in the party hall with elegant manners, totally different from the others who were walking behind him.
Nuchjaree who was in a blue one-piece dress looked awkward walking in high heels that she once swore that she would never wear for the rest of her life.
As well as Tunwa, he seed to have a problem with his necktie quite a lot. And when he was about to pull it off to end the annoyance, Maysa would turn to gaze at him intensely, so he had to grudgingly keep it on.
“You seem used to this kind of thing, Na, walking with your chin up like that.”
Tunwa nagged once they got inside the party.
“My parents used to drag along to this kind of social event a lot when I was a kid. So, yeah, I do.” Wisana replied.
“How about you May? You seem used to wearing this kind of dress as well.” Nuchjaree asked, too.
“I often attend this kind of event with my dad as well since he works as a diplomat.”
Hearing that, the two rivals glanced at each other’s eyes, thinking, ‘Yeah, my family’s social background is average! My parents don’t take out to social events as a hobby.’
“You two should try getting used to it though. There will be another party after the war season ends as well.”
Another voice rang up lively from behind them.
The speaker was a slender girl in a pink and white evening dress. There was a thin silk shawl put around her shoulders, making her look beautiful like an angel. In other words, she was born to wear this kind of clothes truly!
And when the girl walked inside the hall, she looked even more glowing with the lights from the crystals in the room shining on her.
“Look at that woman. She’s so gorgeous.”
“She’s Waree, the vice leader of the Nesis guild, isn’t she?”
“Yeah, that one. As expected of Vincent’s sister, if I didn’t know before that these two were normal players, I’d have thought that they were so NPC that the ga created, even. Like, how could they look so good?”
So chattering noise started coming to Wisana’s ears, making him shake his head slightly. At first, he thought that Waree might not be attending the party at all. But after he saw her smiling sweetly as she walked to them like this, the brother now felt relieved.
“What? Where’s Orn?” Waree asked right after she joined the gang.
“She said that she had business to talk with her unit. So, she’s probably having a eting through the guild channel in her room right now.”
Nuchjaree answered smilingly. And Waree nodded in acknowledgnt.
anwhile, Wisana walked to his sister and touched her head softly.
“You’re okay?” He asked with a smile.
Waree paused a little, but she could cover it up quickly before she gave her brother a smile.
“I am.”
Seeing that, Wisana was still for a few seconds before nodding in understanding. As her brother, he knew what Waree was thinking right now.
“Mister Vincent.”
Suddenly, there was a woman’s voice rang up. The speaker was a lady in a black dress, which let him know in the first glimpse that she was one of Thada’s staff.
“Yes?”
“I’d like to take you and your followers to the Nesis guild’s seats, please.”
The staff said politely. Wisana raised his eyebrows.
“We have to sit on assigned seats even in a party as well?”
“Yes, you do. And please don’t waste your ti and follow this way.”
She replied briefly and started walking past them to be in the front. The guild mbers turned to look at each other and shrugged a little, before following that staff. Of course, the Nesis guild was getting everyone else’s attention along the way.
So of those people were dressed in more earnest clothes, unlike the attendees at the party. Moreover, each of them also had a tag hanging around their neck that read, “Visitor” as well. And seeing that, Maysa knew right away who those people were.
The journalists?
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