Chapter 620: Chapter 138: Astonishing Attack
At this mont, the elf also noticed Anvis’s gaze and the seemingly amused expression, becoming slightly stiff in posture.
The next mont, he made an effort to appear nonchalant and said a few words to the girl in front of him.
Then, under the watch of Anvis, the girl gave him a curious glance and then ca straight over with the Last Dragon Descendant, hands pinching the hem of her skirt, bending her knees slightly and graciously curtsied to him.
“Hello, young sir, Princess Paola Black Feather greets you—”
“The princess of the Black Feather Kingdom? Hello, I am Anvis, Anvis Olivendi.”
Anvis also bowed, feeling slightly surprised in his heart.
The fact that the Last Dragon Descendant could influence her actions indicated that it was very likely she wasn’t a servant in disguise who snuck in, but she was brought in by her.
“So it’s you, I’ve heard your na ntioned by those around , the most outstanding offspring of the Great Duke Karlars!”
Blinking her erald green eyes, Princess Paola showed the innocence characteristic of a young girl, naturally uttering words of high praise.
“Unfortunately, the most outstanding offspring of my father isn’t , but my sister. Many people know that her talent far surpasses mine.”
But Anvis shook his head, not accepting the title.
“Oh, that, able to refuse my complints without hesitation, you must have a good relationship with her, I presu.”
Seeing this, Paola maintained her sweet smile, attempting to change the subject.
“Indeed, but she was taken away by the Federation’s malicious organization ‘The Door Within The Pupil’, and her whereabouts are still unknown to this day.”
Anvis looked sowhat amused, although Fiona had already been rescued, this news was currently circulating only among the Ninth Rankers of both major families; the outside world was still rife with rumors.
“You are very forthright… Haha.”
Her smile beca a bit stiff, as the little princess struggled to suppress the desire to roll her eyes, wholeheartedly maintaining her composure.
“So, esteed Princess, may I know what brings you to ?”
However, after teasing her a little, Anvis did not continue to toy with her.
The princess’s strength was rely at the Fifth Rank, and her guards only at the level of Seventh Rank peak, but it was due to the presence of the Last Dragon Descendant that he paid her so attention.
“No, it’s nothing, my attendant just ntioned that he saw you, so I wanted to et you and satisfy a little bit of my curiosity about you.”
As she spoke, Princess Paola couldn’t help but stealthily glare at the Last Dragon Descendant who had made her feel sowhat embarrassed.
Watching the prompt “[Princess Paola’s Favorability -5]” pop up on his interface, the elf felt like crying without tears.
“Then, Paola will not disturb your viewing of the eting any longer.”
Finally, after bowing slightly to Anvis, she prepared to leave with the Last Dragon Descendant.
“Please wait, Princess Paola, may I ask about this attendant of yours? He seems sowhat familiar to .”
But at this, Anvis suddenly spoke up, detaining her.
“Do you an Sfry? He is…soone I t during an outing. At that ti, he was captured by a bunch of bandits, and I had my guard rescue him, and then to repay for saving his life, he volunteered to follow at my side.”
“I see, it must have been a different elf I’ve mistaken, my apologies.”
After hearing Paola’s explanation, Anvis looked at the Last Dragon Descendant with a sowhat peculiar gaze, making the elf’s eyelids twitch.
Great, everyone else’s story involves the hero saving the beauty, why did it beco reversed when it ca to you?
With an intentional emphasis on the phrase “recognition error spirit,” Anvis no longer detained her, watching as Princess Paola led the Last Dragon Descendant away into the distance.
But just as he was about to continue watching the conference, a sudden pang struck his heart. Whirling around abruptly, his gaze refocused on the girl’s retreating silhouette.
Sothing of imnse influence on fate was about to happen to her, and it was sohow linked to him!
Watching them move further away, seemingly planning to leave the viewing area for the resting area temporarily, Anvis’s eyes flickered, and then he imdiately decided to follow quietly and see.
However, at that mont, a sentence from the eting hall captured his attention again.
“Next, we should discuss how to deal with the Truth Circle. The existence of this special organization is a threat to all of us.”
This voice ca from the Federation Chairman Loran XV, and as he broached the subject, others instantly responded broadly.
The Truth Circle, as a ‘civil resistance organization,’ not only has a mysterious leader at the Ninth Rank Limit, but also possesses the terrifying strength capable of forcefully assassinating the Federation Chairman and expelling Ma’elim in a very short ti.
Most importantly, Prophecy Skill is almost entirely ineffective against this organization, and no one knows the identities of its core mbers, making them like venomous snakes lurking in the dark, unpredictable as to when they might reveal their deadly fangs.
Such an organization, akin to a Damocles’ sword, made almost everyone present feel endangered. If they could speak of killing a chairman so easily, weren’t they all the more at risk?
Now, with the Federation Chairman initiating the topic, there was a resounding support to launch a vigorous extermination campaign, which caused Anvis’s expression to fluctuate unpredictably.
However, when he ca back to his senses, he realized that Princess Paola’s figure had disappeared outside the viewing area. Anxious, he left a clone to continue watching the conference while his real self quickly chased after them.
But when he left the viewing area, he discovered that Princess Paola and the Last Dragon Descendant were nowhere to be seen.
Warily alert to this abnormal situation, Anvis followed a sense in the back of his mind, heading toward the direction of a door to the side of the waiting area.
That place was not an exit but rather a storage-like area, where spare furniture and other items were kept, ready to replace anything damaged outside.
Yet as Anvis’s hand just touched the gilded doorknob, he was struck by a severe crisis warning, electrifying like an icy blade stabbing at every one of his nerves.
Anvis’s hand movents ca to an abrupt halt, and a thin layer of cold sweat instantly seeped from his forehead.
Cannot open, cannot open, definitely cannot open!
His spiritual sense was frantically warning him, as if so imnse terror lay behind that door. The Ancient Secret Scripture at his waist also instinctively emitted a faint mossy green fluorescence, sensing so kind of threat.
What is happening? Where are Paola and the Last Dragon Descendant?
Releasing the doorknob slowly, Anvis cautiously stepped back until the sense of crisis subsided.
Without hesitation, Anvis took out a black Crystal Ball, which he normally used to communicate with the Last Dragon Descendant but could also precisely locate the position of another Crystal Ball.
Placing his hand on the Crystal Ball, Anvis activated a Tracking Spell. A white luminescent line appeared in his field of vision, one end connected to the Crystal Ball, and the other end extended straight into the distant doorway.
What the devil are they doing in there?
Confounded by this outco and unable to restrain his curiosity, Anvis once again created a clone, ready to take the risk of venturing inside.
And before the clone entered to explore, Anvis himself swiftly returned to the viewing area to stay with the leaders of the Three Great Empires.
This place could now be considered the highest security level on the entire Continent. If trouble arose here, there was nothing more he could do.
But before Anvis had ti to let the clone start its exploration, a sudden disaster struck.
An imnse eruption of Magic Power occurred behind that door, utterly obliterating both the waiting area and Anvis’s clone. The terrifying fluctuations of the rule’s strength alard everyone in the eting hall.
The next mont, a Magic Image of the now-ruined waiting area was rapidly projected into the eting hall by the Spellcasters in charge of security.
Amid the blackened rubble, a figure in a tattered giant yellow robe hovered in mid-air, emanating an imnsely powerful and eerie strength that even through the image, directly affected everyone present.
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