Three years later.
It was an autumn afternoon in New Calendar 2543.
Rayne sat in the gazebo in the garden of the governor's residence, clutching a large handful of cards. Wearing a smug expression, he looked at Viola sitting across from him and laughed. "Viola, I'm going to win this round too. You should just admit defeat. I've been waiting so long that the flowers have already withered..."
The two of them were playing Myriad Spirits Card.
Though Viola was a true Myriad Spirits Wizard, she had already lost four games in a row to Rayne. She was beginning to lose face, but stubbornly shook her head and refused to play a card.
Behind her, Franciska, Emilith, and Polaris were all frowning, unable to offer any advice.
All three of them had already lost to Rayne.
Viola's gaze swept over the three women. After failing to get any help, she could only play a card herself.
Rayne immediately followed suit, determining the winner.
"Sorry."
He laughed and teased her. "You played pretty well. Now you should admit that I'm the chief Myriad Spirits Card master of He Palace, right?"
Viola tossed aside the cards in her hand and said helplessly, "The next time Master Roger visits He Palace, I'll definitely ask him for advice on card games."
"Roger isn't my match either. Asking him won't help." Rayne showed no fear as he looked at Franciska and the other two. "Who else wants to play cards with me?"
Franciska immediately shook her head.
"I'm not playing anymore. It's no fun." Polaris curled her lips.
Lady Polaris was already a Legendary Intermediate Tier Arcanist. Her beautiful, peerless features remained captivating, while her figure had become slightly fuller and more mature than several years ago, giving her an even more womanly charm.
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