Escorted by a procession, the lady in white strode toward the edge of the lake.

Everyone had turned toward her when they heard her laughter and froze up right then.

"L-Lady Silverbell..."

Stanwick turned rigid when he saw her too, and he dropped on the floating platform with a thud.

He stared blankly at the lady, panic written all over his face.

"Lady Silverbell!"

Upon seeing Stanwick's dramatic reaction, the martial artists and audience members-be it from Zamri from Riverton-were all bowing their heads in salutation. "At ease."

would dare question her strength or the official ties she had. And right now, her visage was cool as she stared at Stanwick,

"I, uh..."

longest time but somehow could not manage a single

he was kowtowing repeatedly. "Forgive me,

humble as he was pathetic. However, Silverbell was not going to let him off easy, as she had a vague feeling that he was not merely breaking

such a terrific stroke too, using the Martial Tournament

up at her question and smiled awkwardly. "It's not like I won't

swish and aiming it squarely at Stanwick's throat. "Don't

around at the audience

front of so many, Silverbell snorted as she airwalked over the surface of the

technique left all the martial artists and audience members mesmerized-her strength was certainly above the

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