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Lu Zhiyu turned around and looked at the little girl with interest. She was around ten years old and was about 140 centimeters tall. She was almost identical to Verthandi at this age.

She looked at him impatiently, with her hands tightly wringing her skirt. Lu Zhiyu was hit with a pang of nostalgia. He had already guessed the real identity of the little girl. After looking her over, the corner of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

Delmedi was very grumpy. She had planned on sneaking out to go hunting with a few knights, but her mother was watching her very closely. Not only was she not allowed out, but she also had to wear this annoyingly heavy skirt. Her hair was pulled up primly, as she had been dolled up to greet all of the guests.