In the royal palace hall, Glarvic and Leina stood calmly. Before them, a two-meter-high black portal shimmered into existence.
"Will they be here soon?" Glarvic asked.
"According to the news, they should arrive in a few minutes," Leina replied.
Glarvic nodded silently, saying nothing more.
A few moments later, the portal trembled. In the next second, an adult woman and a young girl stepped through.
The woman had a striking presence. She wore a white gown that accentuated her elegant curves, and a white veil covered her face, hiding her true features.
Her long blue hair flowed down to her voluptuous hips.
Beside her, the young girl looked both beautiful and adorable. Though short, her chest was unusually well-developed, giving her a distinctive charm.
They were Sylvia, the master of the Tower of Silence, and Jisha, her disciple—the most brilliant talent in a thousand years.
"Welcome, Master of the Tower," Glarvic greeted respectfully.
