Meanwhile, somewhere within the audience seats, Seles frowned.
"Tsk… he has grown stronger."
But she immediately shook her head.
It doesn't matter.
Once I am done with my job here, no matter how strong he becomes, I will make sure he experiences hell.
The thought was cold and absolute.
Her gaze then shifted, landing on a particular boy walking toward one of the platforms as his battle was just about to begin and through the glass window of the VIP seats, her crimson eyes met his violet ones.
It was Lucien.
If only I could've achieved my goal without killing you… it would've been better.
How am I supposed to find such an easy pet again?
A quiet sigh escaped her thoughts.
Sigh…
She looked at Lucien's hopeful eyes, filled with innocence and expectation, and for just a fleeting moment… something almost like regret flickered within her.
Just then, a soft voice echoed inside her mind.
"Is your plan ready yet, Ms. Seles?"
Seles turned on instinct.
