Inside an open hall at the top of the palace--
*Step* *Step* *Step*
Helen walked with steady steps, although the hall was vast, perhaps if a mortal came and stood at its entrance he would not be able to see where the seats were, but Helen covered that distance very smoothly in only three steps.
There were five thrones facing in one direction, and in front of them, a more luxurious throne on a higher ground facing them.
With no one else around, Helen walked forward and sat on the throne on the far left in silence.
A few seconds later, someone came running *swoosh* and glanced at Helen, "Tsk~ You're here too? I thought I'd be the first to arrive."
The newcomer looked like a young man in his twenties, his short silver hair pulled up and he was wearing shiny clothes with a unique aura, especially his shoes did not look ordinary at all.
"Nice to see you too, fourth brother Harry." Helen didn't turn to see who had come, and her masked face showed no emotion in her response either.
