Lord's Villa
The priest retreated in a sorry state, and the two exchanged smiles.
Though Princess Qian Niya smiled as she drank her milk tea, she seemed lost in thought.
The Sacred Pact, the Continental Pact, the Legendary Pact—these were deep-seated rules that ordinary professionals would never come into contact with in their entire lives. Why was this man so clear on them?
Rules were power. In truth, the Legendary Realm, the Royal House, and the gods all shared an unspoken understanding: they neither treated such matters as absolute secrets nor disclosed them casually.
The Royal House was even more so. How many geniuses had taken one wrong step and been destroyed forever because they did not know the situation here?
Since he knew such information, her assessment of Romon had to be measured anew.
"Then let us do this. You and I will both send word to the Royal House. If His Majesty permits it, I will meet this Elven envoy once more," Princess Qian Niya said after a moment, her voice carrying a hint of bitterness.
"All right!" Romon personally saw her to the door. "When the time comes, I'll send you an invitation."
Princess Qian Niya nodded and boarded her carriage.
"Father!" The moment Romon entered from outside, Alice and Ruxiji scampered over with broad grins.
"You two little rascals, what is it?" Seeing the strange expressions on their faces, Romon smiled and stepped forward to pat their heads.
"Father, who was that beautiful lady with Princess Qian Niya earlier? She had such poise! I saw that she was wearing a Druid's robe. Could she be a new instructor at Giant Eagle Druid Academy?" Alice asked with a grin. "We've never seen such a beautiful female instructor before!"
Though Ruxiji said nothing, he too wore a curious