Clink! Clink!
Suddenly, a chain appeared, tying her up tightly.
The Fourth Elder, enraged, shouted, "What do you want?! Let me go, or the wrath of the Frankyro clan is something you won't be able to withstand!"
Vylyss sneered disdainfully, "I didn't know the Frankyro clan was so poor that they had to strip a girl of her chest."
The Fourth Elder: "..."
"You... you... you..." The Fourth Elder, furious, turned bright red, stammering but unable to say anything.
"Alright, stop joking." At this moment, Noan appeared.
The Fourth Elder saw the man appear, and the door still didn't open, feeling anxious in her heart.
Both of them were like insane beings, yet they could use magic. What was especially strange was that they could use magic without the Magic Dome of the City detecting it.
How could they do that?
Noan looked at the Fourth Elder, his eyes showing a mix of disbelief and a desire to explore her.
