"Is Zora really going to sell Elixir of Tranquility to Clarissa and the others?"
A trace of hesitation and unease appeared between Sylvandria's brows. Things had already reached this point, and it seemed there was no turning back. Yet Clarissa's group was clearly up to no good. Wouldn't something go wrong if the Elixir of Tranquility fell into their hands?
Alaric Von Seraph glanced at Zora, who remained calm and composed. After a moment's thought, he said evenly, "Zora must already have a plan. Don't worry."
Raphael, however, still felt uneasy. His gaze instinctively shifted toward Prince Kael. If anyone would be concerned, it should be him.
Yet Prince Kael stood there leisurely, arms relaxed, expression unhurried and faintly amused, as if the entire situation were nothing more than a trivial spectacle.
The curve of his lips held a knowing, almost teasing smile.
These petty tricks were insignificant in Zora's eyes.
