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Time slowly passed.
Carl sat upon the grand chair, eyes closed, his body engulfed in darkness, his aura entirely contained.
He hadn't moved for quite some time.
Lula watched the swaying pendulum beneath the grandfather clock, her gaze flickering, glancing occasionally toward Carl.
Evidently, her emotions were in turmoil.
If the Furious Potion really worked...
Freedom Port never lacked peak-level Knights, and the Dragon King Chamber of Commerce had many such experts as well.
"Don't rush," Emma said in a dull voice. "Breaking through to the realm of a Great Knight takes time. You should stay calm, like your father."
"Yes," Lula took a deep breath. "Mother."
Emma appeared irritable, like a firecracker that could go off at any moment, but it was just her straightforward personality. In times of great crisis, she was actually able to remain composed and collected.
DONG...
