"..."
The hostility from behind made Fang Li's steps gradually slow to a stop not long after he had started walking.
At the same time, the temperature around them seemed to rise slightly, causing the surrounding crowd to retreat another distance.
Behind Fang Li, Ophelia lowered her eyes, and her brows finally drew into a faintly pained curve.
In those circumstances, Julius's voice, suppressing her fury, rang out through the space.
"What exactly is going on?"
Even without asking deliberately, Fang Li understood why Julius reacted that way and why she had such a question.
It was simply because Ophelia was obediently following behind Fang Li.
Julius suspected there was some connection between Fang Li and Ophelia.
That was why her anger had surfaced.
Fang Li, who was familiar with the original story, knew this all too well.
He knew why Julius was so fixated on Ophelia.
It had already been mentioned before that Ophelia came from an orphanage in a certain country.
That country was the Kingdom of Lizantania.
Julius was a princess of the Kingdom of Lizantania. As a child, she often secretly slipped out of the palace and accidentally wandered into the slums, where she met the children from the orphanage. She became friends with them, forging a deeply rooted bond and friendship.
The reason Julius had come to Battle City was to win the Star Wars Festival and make a wish for aid to be given to the orphanage, which was facing a financial crisis.
Some might have found it unrealistic for a princess of an entire nation to come all the way to Battle City and participate in the Star Wars Festival just to raise money.
But in the current world, a situation like Julius's was instead the most realistic fact of all.
After all,