Bihar City in the southern Peacock Islands, the religious holy land of the Negrito People.
This was the core base of the Varna Order. Because they worshiped a pantheon led by Lan Tigos, the "King of the Ivory Throne," this place was also known as the "Land of Saints."
At this moment.
A beautiful young girl in a jasmine flower-white gown and red high heels hurried through the narrow streets. Compared to the dark-skinned native women, she was as beautiful as a swan in daylight.
Though she tried her best to remain calm, she kept turning to look behind her, her pearly teeth gently biting her crimson lower lip.
"Damn it, that troublesome bastard just won't leave me alone.
"Even if I was looking for ritual materials to be Promoted to Crown Rank, I never should have come to the Peacock Islands, this hellhole that's so incredibly hostile to women!"
The silver-gray-haired girl was sweetly dressed, but her exquisite face carried an unmistakably cold, hard edge. Even as she fled, she still looked exceptionally forceful.
Who else could she be but Miss Kong Yu, the other inheritor of the Clock Tower school besides Milan, a High-Ranking Wizard?
Yet she had clearly run into serious trouble.
In the crowded, chaotic alleyway, a young man who could only be described as coldly gorgeous followed unhurriedly behind her, yet no one seemed to notice him at all.
Passersby instinctively detoured around him. Even the baskets and ceramic jars by the roadside seemed afraid to block his way, moving aside on their own.
The man had short white hair, red eyes, and a charming smile at the corners of his lips, as though he greatly enjoyed playing hide-and-seek with Miss Kong Yu.
Looking at the girl hurrying ahead of him, he spoke with apparent