149 Anxiety_1

The sun rose as usual, heralding another extraordinarily good weather.

The azure sky was devoid of any impurities, as pristine as the innocent dreams of a young girl.

However, looking at the scorched city wall of Silver Moon City, Marquis Vincent's face darkened somewhat.

He had no inkling of what had transpired within Silver Moon City, but he could guess from the renewed spirit of the city's guard—they were gearing up for a difficult fight.

Just as he furrowed his brow in contemplation, uproarious cheers suddenly erupted from within the city.

Not long after, he saw a fragile figure standing atop the city wall of Silver Moon City.

She appeared frail, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

Yet she also exuded unyielding determination, as if nothing could break her spirit.

That beautiful figure in red stood on the city wall, sending the entire Silver Moon City into a frenzy.

Each wave of her hand ignited deafening cheers within the city.