Clotilde knelt on one knee in the Yeftero’s main hall.

As the black market’s manager, she had a very high status in the Yefteros.

Yet, she had to kneel in the presence of the man before her.

“sir Halianor, many powerhouses from the various races have entered our territory.

It’s only right that you take over now.” Halianor Yeftero was the Great Elder of the Yefteros.

He had high authority and was only second to the Yefteros’ Leader.

He was a powerhouse at the Holy Celestial Rank’s late stage and one of the strongest in the Yefteros, as well as in the Dark World.

Clotilde handed over several letters and said, “These are from races interested in participating in the arena’s next battle.

Please review them.” Halianor’s long gray hair and wrinkled skin accentuated his old age.

Moreover, his listless expression made it look as if he would drop dead any moment.

He took the letters, casually glanced at them, and replied, “We'll not participate in the battle.

Leave the chance to the other three Ancient Races.” “We've suffered a great loss this time, Sir Halianor.

opportunity to make up for it?”

answered casually, “We can afford to

understand.” Clotilde

news had spread throughout the

opponents at the Great Celestial Rank’s early stage

they would

Races.” “So that means Forty-nine will be up against powerhouses from three Ancient Races?” “Yeap! A representative from the Suuntelis,

the prize pool.” Every race within the

Thea had arrived at the Yefteros’

respectfully, “It’s a pleasure

Mora from

speaking, Yuvin

his action

lowered her head and

at them from the highest seat and asked calmly, “Why didn’t Talvelai come himself?” “Sir Talvelai was injured in a

wounds and isn’t

here

fists after hearing Yuvin mention

a while, then walked down the high

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