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    Sariyah had expected Nn to keep pushing, but to her surprise, he subterly thither the fove to th


    Sariyah felt a chill of unease creep over her


    Just as she furrowed her brows and was about to speak, Nn''s Roy voice out forough the mere mater interested in the chance I''m offering? Or would you rather see blood spilled here and ex


    "Let me remind you," he added sharply, "if I act here, in this cramped hat, it won''t be mer of losing


    a a finger


    The hall was far from empty


    There were over a dozen servants bustling about, not to mention Sariyah and Vance, the two rod sunt figures of the Malone family. Sariyah didn''t dare to take the risk


    She quickly stered on a smile and said, "Of course not, Your Highness. Since you wish & 19 make rangements immediately. Vance, go and prepare the seats at the training grounds without dy


    "And as for Her Grace..."


    "I''ll go wherever His Highness goes, Eliza said casually.


    Her offhand remark brought a faint smile to Nn''s lips, his sharp gaze softening slightly Saryah, catching the subre change in his expression, quickly added, “Then make sure Her Grace''s vegetarian meal is properly prepared this time. There must be no mistakes."


    "Yes, Grandmother," Vance replied, swallowing his frustration as he bowed and left.


    It didn''t take long for Eliza and Nn to arrive at the Malone family''s arena.


    The arena wasn''t particrlyrge, but it wasn''t cramped either. It was just the right size to amodate the twenty of so young men and women gathered there. They were chatting idly, but their eyes kept darting around, dearly wating for something, or someone.


    As soon as Eliza and Nn appeared, the younger members of the Malone family turned to look. Their gazesmed with arrogance, a mix of wariness, provocation, and a hint of excitement, as if they were eager to see some doma unfold Around the edges of the arena, other members of the Malone family stood watch. Though they weren''t directly involves their presence was deliberate. They were there to monitor the situation closely, ready for anything


    Most of their attention was fixed on Nn and the ck g soldiers apanying him. If a fight broke out, ther prionty was clear. They would take down the Prince Regent and his men first.


    As for the Holy Lady, who looked so frail that she couldn''t even lift a sword, they didn''t see her as a threat. Whether they captured her or not hardly mattered. Once Nn and his soldiers were dealt with, what could a defenseless woman possibly do?


    Eliza walked beside Nn with a calm andposed demeanor. After taking her seat, her gaze fell on the table of n vegetarian dishes. Vexara gave a faint flutter, as if echoing her unspoken disdain.


    Vexara suggested the food was not poisoned.


    But unfortunately, Eliza truly had no appetite.


    Just then, a few maids stepped forward.


    Two of them waited on Nn, while the other two served Eliza.


    "Your Grace, do these vegetarian dishes suit your taste? If not, perhaps you''d like some coffee while we prepare more options."


    One of the maids brought out a pot of coffee, poured a cup for Eliza, and ced it in front of her. With a peculiar smile, she added, "This is premium ck coffee, known for its rich aroma and smooth taste. Lord Vance personally made it for you, hoping Your Grace will appreciate his thoughtful gesture."


    At the mention of thest sentence, Eliza, who had been indifferent until then, paused slightly as her fingers brushed the cup. The next moment, "Ah!"


    The scalding coffee sshed onto the maid, causing her to cry out and stumble backward, falling to the ground. "Your Grace, what happened all of a sudden?"


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