After all, they had lived in poverty for generations. No one ever paid attention to them or their stuff.

Yet, the pretty young lady smiled at them. “Well, it all depends on your performance today. Remember, you must show the world the best of Elysium. That includes your mannerism and action, not just the way you look. Do you understand?”

Those wise words blew Riley's mind.

The Elysians stared at Vivian in silence for a long time as sparks of desire started burning within their hearts.

The next moment, she collected all their accessories, took everything apart, and created different yet stylish designs using the pieces.

More than a dozen pairs of trusting eyes watched her without moving an inch.

It was a taboo for outsiders to touch their hair. Yet, they let Vivian change their hairstyles into Faire Coiffure in the end.

The makeover achieved astounding results.

Where did she learn this? Isn't it a secret technique only Prince Kurt's mother knows?

The Elysians were brought out of the temporary site while they were still puzzled.

Lucy, who had come to Summerbank, heard someone had taken many Elysians away. She immediately rushed to Old Town with her maids.

“Where are they?” she asked.

“Madam, they were brought away for some performance,” someone on the spot responded.

Performance?

expression darkened. “What kind of performance? Elysians are forbidden to have contact with outsiders. It's the tribe's rule. How dare they go for a performance? Do they

enraged, she led her men and tried to stop

it was

the time she arrived at the bridge, she saw a young beauty in Elysium costume

Just follow me. Relax and behave like you usually

on her smooth forehead. She looked like an elf who had fallen into

a

their eyes upon her,

and down as she

Vivian Wand!

for staying. The second half is about to start. Now, let us invite the representatives from the tribe with unique customs in the region—the Elysians!” The person in charge was overwhelmed with

the majestic and atmospheric music kicked off, a stunning girl carrying a small bamboo basket on her back

not try

Stepping on the bluestone slab, the teenager looked at her surroundings as though she

a mother

dark cloud, tied with a simple hair tie. On her neck was a delicate

Ding! Ding!

who was in the bamboo basket

waving his tanned and small, fleshy arms with

sight was

the journalists kept taking photos of

hoping to show the moment to the

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