The Franc Clan... It was known to be one of the most influential clans. Still, it was also the most intimidating and bizarre. Despite having such wealth, the clan had established themselves in the middle of nowhere, making it impossible for the outside world to have a greater range of contact with them.
It was unclear if it was done intentionally to have more security for themselves or it was sothing else. All the world knew was that the clan didn't want to have more contact with the world than they needed to.
Moreover, it wasn't as if the world wanted much contact with them either. Franc Clan was a clan of Witches and Wizards, which in itself was intimidating enough, let alone the stories about them.
Generally, many towns would've been established near such a clan since it was good for their own security, but there was no new town established near the clan because of fear of the unknown.
Despite not having any town near them, the Franc Clan still had high influence and was known throughout the lands. Just one invitation from them was enough to have all the noble families to co to them.
The clan mansion itself was spread over many acres, let alone the land they controlled, which was spread in an even wider area.
Just from the main entrance to the castle, it took a journey of around ten minutes through the carriage.
By the ti Lilith's carriage reached the castle, she could see thousands of carriages already present there.
She cast a small spell of illusion on her face to make her look like a different person. At the sa ti, she also hid her aura so Zhang couldn't find her like last ti.
In fact, this ti, she had modified her spell a bit to make it even harder to be detected.
After she left the carriage, a young man ca to her, seemingly belonging to the Franc Clan.
"Greetings, young lady."
Lilith smiled gracefully, not showing any signs that she didn't belong there.
"Greetings, Young Sir. I apologize for being late."
"Not at all. It seems you are just at the right ti. So don't worry. The party is in the main hall. Go straight and then to the third door on the right."
Lilith entered the massive palace that was the ho of the Franc Clan.
As soon as she entered, she noticed a long corridor. It was her first ti inside the Franc Clan in her long existence. She couldn't help but find the entire castle arrangent weird.
Generally, the entrance led to a massive hall. But the entrance here straight led to a corridor which made this place appear really small from the inside.
However, this was also more easy to defend. There were many people around the hallway, seemingly keeping an eye on all the guests. If the entrance was just a long corridor, it made it harder for people to sneak inside without being seen.
Moreover, with this strange arrangent of the castle, locating the whereabouts of Atlan was even harder. Just navigating in this place was a nightmare in itself.
"I should've asked for more ti," Lilith muttered, wondering if one hour was too little for locating and destroying the portal formation.
Being distracted in her thoughts, she missed the third door and continued walking.
A guard appeared before her, blocking her path. "Young Lady, that way."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Lilith apologized before turning around. She stopped before the door she was told about and pushed it open.
As she opened the door, she finally saw a majestic hall. There were over four hundred people in the massive hall, yet the hall appeared to be empty.
Every guest appeared to have a glass of wine in their hands. In the crowd, Lilith also managed to see a lot of the clan mbers. In fact, she also saw the three people she had t last night. They were talking with the Town Head who was already here as well.
For a brief mont, the young man's eyes fell on Lilith as well, but he didn't place too much focus on her since she looked different than she did last night. He thought that she was invited by soone else.
Their group wasn't the only one that was sent to deliver invites. There were around four groups, and each group was under the misunderstanding that Lilith was invited by another group.
Because of the misunderstanding, none of them found the presence of a new face at the party odd.
'Zhang still isn't here. This is good for now.'
Lilith picked up a glass of wine from the hands of a waiter, mixing in with the crowd while taking occasional sips.
Ten minutes had already passed since she arrived here, leaving only fifty minutes before the attack was going to be executed by Atlas and others; her Zhang hadn't arrived.
'Only Fifty Minutes... I can't wait for his arrival. I need to start."
She looked around the massive hall that had hundreds of tables, covered with plain white table cloths, seemingly prepared for dinner.
So guests were already sitting around the tables, waiting for the event to start.
That appeared to be enough for Lilith, giving her an idea. She located the table, which was right beside the wall, and advanced to that table casually.
She picked up a chair and sat around that table, with the back of her chair touching the wall.
When no one was looking at her, she lightly bit her left thumb. She used her bleeding thinking to carve a spell formation on the wall behind her.
What her left hand was doing was hidden from the view by her body as everyone was standing around her right side. She had very strategically selected that spot.
From her right hand, she kept taking sips, enjoying the privacy. She was so experienced in her spells that she didn't even need to look at her spell to know that she was carving right.
Unfortunately, her privacy wasn't long-lasting. A middle-aged man noticed Lilith sitting alone. Noticing a beautiful young lady who had no company, the man licked her lips.
He picked up another glass of wine. Carrying two glasses, she walked to Lilith.
Lilith saw the middle-aged man coming to her, which made her frown.
'This idiot, does he have nothing better to do?"
She placed her glass of wine back on the table before muttering sothing under her breath.
The middle-aged man didn't know what happened, but he felt as if soone had pushed him from behind suddenly. He dropped to the ground, spilling the wine on her clothes.
The man stood up, looking around. "Who pushed ?!"
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