"Do you even know what you're saying?" Ruth turned angrily toward the foul-mouthed Lucimar.
Lucimar merely gave a mysterious smile. "Ah, having those little hands brush lightly over me... a little suffering would be worth it.
"Look, isn't Gavin O'Connor just as absent-minded?
"Take a look at those people over there. They've started moving toward the center of the battlefield on their own... heh heh~
"That trash Sibyl, a level-seven Knight... she couldn't even win a one-on-one fight and gave someone else an opening.
"I think that guy, what was his name, Nanfeng or something... his expression doesn't look too good!
"Tsk tsk, a beauty's beloved has to be a hero. A coward would do too, I suppose, but he'd probably have to die... oh, Undead don't die.
"Tsk. What a pity."
"You still have the mood to watch the show? If this keeps up, the Ismail Family won't be able to hold on either!
"That's all yours, you... forget it, I'll go down myself!" Ruth abruptly turned and rushed out of the room, slamming the door behind her with a flick of her hand.
Lucimar expressionlessly glanced in that direction, opened the window before him, and drifted lightly outside.
"Sigel, are you sparring with the Undead Knight Order's commander?" he drawled, while flicking out an ice chain that dragged his half-brother, who had clearly been blinded by desire, into the air.
"Lucimar!" Sigel had just been about to curse when several icy water balls struck him, jolting him awake. He suddenly realized what he had done.
He turned to look at his unlucky brother, then at the chaotic scene below, at the political enemies and other unfortunate siblings in the crowd wearing ambiguous smiles, and finally pointed at Ruth, who had just rushed out of the main doors, and