"Your Grace..."
Selena recovered from Fuming Ge's premature exit, her mood slightly calmed, just about to speak.
But Ronan raised his hand to interrupt her.
"I'm tired.
Let's find a place to rest first."
Having said that, Ronan turned away without looking at her, flying onto the back of the Ancient Thunderhawk.
A terrifying thunderous explosion sounded, the Ancient Thunderhawk's wings vibrated, rising like a massive shadow, followed closely by a procession of Destiny Pendulum's wizards.
Selena gave an expressionless order to lead the way, and the silver-haired witch quietly approached her side.
"Your Highness."
"Just like the rumors..."
Selena squinted, her eyes flickering, speaking softly: "Proud, domineering, self-centered, arrogant and unstoppable... but..."
She bit her lip gently, seemingly reluctant to make a judgment.
"He indeed has the right to be!"
"Misha Tilion... he is a character akin to Juventus."
