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Sparks of Interest.

作者: YuKy
last update 最終更新日: 2024-08-09 00:40:42

The representatives of Emsgate, alongside their entourage, moved with a sense of purpose as they headed directly to Hall Alpha. This hall, the most prestigious in the academy, was reserved for only the most significant events and visitors. Elysia and Oliver had personally come to welcome the delegation, understanding the importance of showing respect to these foreign representatives.

Elysia, known far and wide as the God of War, was determined to keep her composure. As she walked beside Oliver, her mind was already working to suppress her irritation. She could sense the arrogance emanating from the Emsgate representatives, but she knew better than to let her emotions dictate her actions. "I must control my temper in front of them," she thought, her expression remaining calm. "Their personalities are arrogant to the core, but I will not give them the satisfaction of seeing me lose control."

Upon reaching the stage in Hall Alpha, Elysia took the lead. With a warm, yet formal smile, she
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