The woman brought by Instructor Treich wore revealing clothes, like a dancer or bard. Her delicate face was hidden beneath a veil. She was Vierria, the one who had taken Ya Wen away from White Candle Star.
As a former leading figure, supported by scholars, in the continuous liberation and rescue of former Social Citizens, Vierria had always been someone the social faction deeply feared. It was not because she herself was particularly powerful, but because her existence proved that society was not unified and that many people still wavered in their positions.
Compared with direct military force, they feared internal division even more.
However, it seemed Vierria's liberation cause had come to an end.
At that moment, Vierria's hands were bound behind her back. Like a bird in a cage, no matter how nimble and charming she was, she could not escape the hidden palm's grasp.
Neville Militare glanced at Vierria and said to Treich:
"Three thousand years. You finally caught her."
"Two thousand two hundred and forty-three years," Treich corrected. "That woman has her mother's protection. Every time I was about to catch her, something would immediately go wrong. Sometimes it was a gale, sometimes a supernova explosion."
"Which mother?"
"Explorer Wei Erwei, of course—but in terms of appearance, she resembles Aellria more."
Treich lifted Vierria's chin and narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at her as though examining prey.
"Take a guess. How do you think I caught her this time?"
"Not interested," Militare said flatly, turning to Engineer Zhang Fulong. "Director Zhang, go prepare the terrain and set up the Dimension Port. Our main force is still behind us."
"The main force? Half the council's members are already here. Are there more experts coming?"
Zhang Fulong froze. "Wait, Anpolo is that determined to get rid of Lioz?