Chapter 331


    vin returned to the warehouse the next day to find E absent, with only Godfred idly dozing


    under a tree.


    "Lord vin!" Godfred sprang to his feet, rubbed his face, and energetically strode over, having


    been bored to tears these past days. He contemted practicing his magic, but the arcane energies


    near the warehouse were scarce, and he marveled at how vin managed to endure.


    "Ah, she is..." Upon seeing Celesse emerge beside vin, Godfred''s eyes lit up, captivated by her


    beauty as if his heart had been suddenly seized.


    "Godfred," Celesse greeted with a smile and a nod. She had spent some of her childhood with the


    Mallister family, where Godfred had already been in service. But despite the years, Godfred


    remained youthful, unchanged.


    "Are you Miss Celesse?" Godfred suddenly remembered. Such a dazzling beauty, recognized even


    in Cobalt Strike - if not Celesse, then who?


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    "It''s been a while."


    Godfred was both astonished and admiring. Even as a child, she had the makings of a beauty, and


    now, grown up, she was even more breathtaking. No wonder she was hailed as the foremost beauty


    of the new generation in Cobalt Strike.


    "Where have they gone? No trouble, I hope?" vin asked, not seeing E and Grima.


    "The day you didn''te back, we went to inquire, and the Sanctum of Mystical Scrolls said you


    were secluded within. Miss E, out of boredom, set up a challenge in the Arena, epting duels


    and group battles from all the Protégés of Advanced Mage Stage II within Cobalt Strike," Godfred


    exined casually.


    "And then?" vin knew she wouldn''t stay quiet.


    "Her sharp tongue and attitude, as you can imagine, provoked many an Advanced Mage in Cobalt


    Strike, queuing up to teach her a lesson. E set a condition: only three matches a day, and


    whoever stepped up had to sign a blood oath. If defeated, they''d leave behind a little finger."


    Godfred gestured with his mouth toward a bottle on the stone table. "Thirteen fingers already!"


    vin''s face fell. "It didn''t escte too much, did it?"


    "Well, considering fingers have been chopped, how could it not?" Godfred chuckled sheepishly. "For


    the first four days, a few Protégés took the stage, all defeated miserably. The matter grew notorious,


    angering many. On the fifth day, perhaps feeling their honor at stake, Cobalt Strike sent three


    Protégés of Advanced Mage Stage II to fight together in a fierce battle. Miss E was gravely


    injured but managed a narrow victory, while those three Protégés... well, it''s said they''re crippled


    now.”


    “The Elders of the Organization halted the matches, but Miss E was unsatisfied and returned to


    the Arena after two days, dering she''d take on one against three, but not for fingers – for arms.


    Since then, no one has dared to step up, until today."


    "I''ll go have a look. Make sure it doesn''t get out of hand." vin was well aware of E''s prowess;


    if she truly lost her temper, few could subdue her.


    Before he could leave the warehouse courtyard, E returned, apanied by Grima. Her striking


    figure was cloaked in a snow-white mantle, made for a breathtaking sight as she yawnedzily,


    seemingly bored. It appeared no one had challenged her today.


    "You finally emerged." Upon seeing vin on the hill, E''s heart leaped with joy, which was


    quicklyplicated by the sight of Celesse.


    Both Celesse and E were paragons of beauty within their respective organizations, unparalleled


    and ethereal. One dangerously enchanting, the other a vision of celestial grace. Both were


    stunningly beautiful, yet each with a distinct allure.


    Celesse assessed E, finding her even more beautiful than anticipated. Her seductive aura was


    like intoxicating wine, difficult for any ordinary man to resist – it was no wonder she was dubbed a


    siren.


    Grima, too, was struck by the neer''s beauty.


    "You''re Celesse?" E inquired as she approached. Celesse was the only person capable of


    inspiring such wonder in her.


    "Miss Celesse?" Grima realized, and it all made sense.


    E''s bewitching eyes roamed freely over Celesse. She was confident in her own allure, finding


    ws easily in others, even the slightest. But Celesse... after looking and looking, E smiled


    yfully. "How about bing my woman?"