Where is everyone?

Frank was amazed to see his fiancée in a place like this.

In an airbus with only a few hours of travel.

On another man's back.

His self-proclaimed calmness was like a hammer blow inside him at the moment, and his palm subconsciously crushed the wine glass into pieces.

Though he had heard rumors about the daughter of this earl, he had never imagined it to be like this... Shameless!

What's worse, the foxy friends around who don't know anything are still fanning the flames at this point.

"Hey... Frank, that woman... Seems a bit familiar..."

"Wait! Isn't this your fiancée, why is she on someone else?"

"Wow! That's very intimate, looks like it's already been won."

"O my poor good brother, it looks like you're going to have a broken shoe on your wedding night."

"Well, maybe later your wife will even find reasons to get her hair done all day."

Without a word, Frank kept his head down and slowly slapped the glass shavings from his hands.

When he raised his head again, his previously disoriented face had disappeared.

He didn't care about this woman at all, and the marriage contract with the other party was merely following the family's arrangement; he had heard that the woman had a great use, so maybe he wouldn't have the chance to taste it at all.

It just seemed a bit beneath them to be playing with something even he wasn't qualified to play with, being desecrated like that by someone else.

Frank walked over with a smile on his face.

"Luna-sama, it's been a long time."

The noble lady, who was waiting with her mouth open for her lover to throw in a snack, turned around with lightning speed.

The air around him suddenly turned cold, his mind shifted, the water cups around him all rippled, and the shocking pressure, which was almost as substantial, caused him to take two steps back.

That pressure was more powerful than two years ago!

Eleazar looks up a bit strangely at the suddenly expressionless dragons.

Beside them, a handsome burgundy-haired young man who had suddenly approached with a poised stance and then trembled his body in the astonishing dragon's might, and seeing that he was about to make a fool of himself by not being able to hold it up, turned around and backed up a few steps, picking up two cups of wine from the hands of a passing waiter.

"You're a friend of Luna's? Recognize?"

Eleazar looked at the proffered cup and suddenly looked a little puzzled and smiled.

How nostalgic... Toxins!

Dawn walked over to him with interest, and he not only took the glass, but he clinked it with the other man.

"I went to college with Luna, and you are?"

Frank lifted his glass and saw the other man drink the poisoned wine before smiling faintly.

"Gladstone's second son, not enough to mention."

Paralyzing poison?

Eleazar savors the poison in his mouth and returns a smile.

"Sorry, I'm a little under the weather, so I'll take my leave."

Frank, who knew in his heart what was going on, shook his glass with an indifferent face and watched the two men leave without thinking.

They hit the light very sparingly, much to the dismay of the foxy friends around them.

"Frank, you should have rebuked the dogs loudly!"

"Right, right, right! Then announce your engagement in public and make that poor boy who doesn't even have leather shoes cry to see you embrace."

"Shut up!"

The scrappy second son of the Gladstone family, whose temperament was completely different from usual, swept in a cold, unfeeling gaze.

The panic that suddenly welled up from the depths of their souls made them directly unable to resist letting out a scream, but their mouths had opened wide, and not a single sound could come out of their throats in terror.

Paralyzing the few foxy friends placed around for camouflage purposes, Frank's face calmed as he sipped his red wine.

Why is it that there are always so many self-righteous fools falling over themselves to call themselves brothers and sisters when they are wasted and just doing it for the church?

...

On the other side, the tight-lipped Dragon Lady had begun to endure severe torture.

"You say you don't recognize it again?"

Eleazar pressed on, tossing the petite body in his arms as he walked, watching the feet hop like rabbits.

"Woo... Anon! I... Don't recognize..."

Luna leaned back like she was broken.

"So how did you find me?"

"Anon... I... Random... Looking..."

The dense, compact titanic impacts continued to bombard the Dragonborn's weak points, and she soon arched up as if returning to her feet.

Eleazar suddenly unfolded his hands heavily in the crooks of his legs.

"Still talking tough?"

The force that came next was so great that it was like it was going to break her.

Finishing injecting the Transcendental Active, Eleazar turned his head to look at the door to the room.

"And you say you don't recognize it, people are looking for it."

"Leave him alone..."

The dragon mumbled and closed her eyes.

Eleazar flips out a blanket and covers her up.

"Alright then, I'll ask myself."

The dragoness, who was already too tired to think, waved her hand feebly.

...

In the doorway, the sorcerer, whose face was a little surprised, looked at the door in disbelief.

"Coming, coming, don't rush~"

A lazy voice suddenly sounded from behind the door, and then the door to the room, which he couldn't open in any way, opened directly from the inside.

In the startling view, a soft queen-sized bed, a figure wrapped tightly in a quilt curled up like a shrimp, waterfalls of hair falling out of the blankets, and candles lit at the corners of the room, filled with a mysterious smoky scent.

Spiritually sealed boundaries!

No wonder it wouldn't open, no wonder the peeps couldn't hear a single movement.

No wonder... The poison had no effect!

Frank finally snapped out of it completely and took a quick step back.

"You're a Transcendent too!?"

Eleazar closed the door casually and looked at the other man with indifference.

"Don't compare me to you, a rat who only dares to hide in the gutter."

Although Frank was very shocked inside, his thoughts remained very calm.

"What are you pretending, you don't even have the aura of holy light on you, so you must have been a rat before."

At the mention of the other's former days of hiding, Eleazar instantly sneered and held out his hand.

Space rippled for a moment, and the other party seemed to have cast some kind of spell, his figure flashing to the end of the corridor in a flash.

"Oh, it's a very orthodox caster sequence..."

"Witches?"

Frank looked incredulously at the figure still standing in front of him.

That's when he finally got a good look at a bronze-colored clockwork eye in the other man's fully opened eye.

The Time Ceremony some time ago!

"This isn't some legacy-level sequence that some cat or dog can get, Transcendent Family?"

Eleazar grabbed his opponent by the throat and slowly lifted him.

"Tell me the true purpose of your marriage to the Osiris family!"

"I don't know!!!"

Frank struggled with a somewhat pained face, "All I know is that the family is desperately trying to get my brother promoted to Legend!"

"What's your brother's sequence?"

"Knight!"

"Heh..."

...

Three hours later, the airship landed in South County, but Garn suddenly realized that he seemed to be the only one coming down.

He was at a loss, "Where's my teammate?"