"…" Ophelia narrowed her eyes. She couldn't help but recall what happened when Noel entered the stage.
She could feel immeasurable pressure falling on her shoulder. It even made her gasp and breathing gradually became harder.
She resisted with all her might, but it was futile. Fortunately, the pressure disappeared.
At that time, she heard a small laugh beside her.
"Hahahaha. So, this is our lord?" Abel grinned. He was sweating like crazy, but at the same time, the smile contained excitement. "He's definitely a monster. It's no wonder why people claim him to be one of the strongest in the world. Ten years later, I'm afraid, no one will be his opponent. And I… can fight someone like him?"
Ophelia frowned. "Abel. You… Don't disrespect the lord."
"When did I disrespect him? I'm merely speaking the truth."
Ophelia bit her lips. Although she didn't want to admit it, Abel might not like etiquette the most, but his battle instinct surpassed hers.
