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Chapter 87: Chapter 85: ‘White Tower Organization’ and ‘Golden Origin Token’ (Seeking the first subscription)

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“How is it possible??”

The Golden Origin Token manifested a hue of deep red. No one knew better than Leia herself what this color indicated.

“Tell me exactly what happened today?”

Leia’s tone was very stern; it was almost like an interrogation.

Lemley hastily nodded and recounted his visit to the White Rose Shop earlier that day in detail.

“So you’re saying the Golden Origin Token reacted this way after you made contact with that store manager? Impossible!”

After listening to Lemley’s words, Leia didn’t hesitate to voice her disbelieve.

However, seeing Lemley’s red face full of conviction, Leia couldn’t help but consider the possibility that it might indeed be true.

“Tell me the events of today again in detail. Don’t leave a single thing out!”

A silent atmosphere dominated the room. Lemley didn’t interrupt Leia’s thoughts.

“A Level 2 Wizard Apprentice carrying a treasure with a Level 3 Wizard’s power? How is that possible?”

Leia was constrained by the firm belief that it was impossible to the point of questioning if there might be a mistake with the Golden Origin Token.

However, the aggressive red light emitting from the Golden Origin Token in her hand was unmistakable. The harsh reality was hard to deny.

The store manager, allegedly a Level 2 Wizard Apprentice, must have indeed held a significant secret.

This secret might even have been big enough to change the power structure on the continent.

really have stumbled

color that had not appeared for a thousand years, and whose existence

in her hands, but everything still felt incredibly

you sure he didn’t notice anything

having regained her composure,

nodded in

unusual about me. Our interaction was completely

Leia nodded. A

to

here, Leia spoke

Do not disclose this information to anyone. I will

reward!] [Retain Realm] or [Retain

“Retain Realm!”

instantly,

any signs of joy. His face

face, a series of troubling thoughts running through

a

the same scenario of him taking over the shop in Curved Corner City, but nothing like this

when he actually took over the

detail in reality, unlike

remained untouched, but ironically, he might

out that there exists a method that could detect his bloodline seed,

deemed as the Continent’s wanted fugitive and got caught and tortured to death by a

better. He infiltrated the enemy’s inside lines and

a cancer that

Milton rubbed his temples.

time, he felt the limitations of

right now, he was sure he would

Counts left now, any misstep could lead him to an

errors, he had only himself

thoughts raced in

escape from the