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After Qin Yu and Lin headed for the corrosive swamp, in the grand and majestic Royal Capital of the elf kingdom, high in the tallest Metal Tree, atop a delicately crafted palace of metal, sat a dark and imposing throne. Athenodis sat there, leaning against the armrest, one hand covering his face.
His face was small and exquisitely delicate, yet his body was slender, and his hands were long, his palms and fingers even more elongated, covering his face thickly, his pale fingers hiding his eyebrows and eyes.
Dark clothes swirled around him.
There was an extreme charm in his pale and fragile vulnerability.
Moments later, a sudden howling weird light appeared in front of the hall, condensing into a person.
Fayi's clone had arrived.
Fingers slowly moved away, revealing a pair of magnificent and deep eyes. Athenodis looked at Fayi and said lightly, "Fayi, I, Athenodis, do not go to your Wizard's Tower, nor do you come to my Florin Land. I thought this was our agreement."
