章節 1504: Sweet Death

The escort force of the 2nd princess marched through the streets, reaching the military district in the east.

The public bid their goodbyes, the admirers of the young lady sobbing quietly as they waved at her for what would be the last time.

Isadora wasn't disturbed by the wave of sadness that enveloped the city. Nor was she scared of going to a mission that would almost certainly kill her.

What ticked her off was the image of a man that kept appearing in her mind, again and again.

With a cheeky smile and a teasing expression, he seemed very familiar with her. Like that old neighborhood friend one would grow up with. Or that school friend who knew all your dark history.

Everytime she saw him, the sense of familiarity toward him just kept growing. If they really knew each other, then they weren't ordinary friends.

'But the man in the memory is much more powerful. The one I saw...even if he looks the same is too weak.'

That wasn't all.