"Who the hell is this guy?"
Alec was deeply puzzled.
He watched as Velen casually placed an incredibly precious Stellar Core on the table—was this guy backing on something solid, or did he just have no clue what he was doing? Didn't he realize carrying something like that around could get him robbed and killed?
Even as one of the candidate saints of the Endless Sanctuary, Alec himself couldn't produce a Stellar Core of this size on a whim!
"Lord Alec, my name is Velen," the young man said calmly.
"I wish to join the Endless Sanctuary. Do you have any way to make that happen?"
Velen had no intention of using Anastasia's influence to get into the Sanctuary. No—he wanted to earn his place with wealth alone. He wanted to surprise both Anastasia and the Sanctuary with a double dose of shock.
"Join the Endless Sanctuary?"
"Tomorrow is the Sanctuary's once-every-five-years entrance examination—don't you know that?"
