Chapter 161
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“Lieutenant General Valor! When did you arrive?” Edric’s tone turned eager as he stepped forward, posture respectfully lowered. “Please, come in–right this way.”
Corey blinked, momentarily stunned by the sight. Edric Lysander–the head of one of Regalhold’s Five Great Clans, a man who stood near the apex of Vyrdenia’s power structure–was… being this courteous?
To a colonel, no less? What was going on?
The sight unsettled Corey. His gaze swept toward Edric, laced with confusion–then suddenly, as if a thought had struck him like lightning, his breath
caught.
He turned to look at Raven again, but this time, with a very different expression.
‘Could it be… this absurdly young officer isn’t just powerful–she has backing so strong, even someone like Edric doesn’t dare offend her?”
As the realization settled, Corey felt a sudden, cold clarity flood his mind. Everything began to make sense.
Because otherwise–how could a girl, still so young, not only be appointed as the acting president of Regalhold University, but also wield such shocking
influence and dominance?
He’d seen her arrogance before. Her blatant disregard for consequence. At first, he’d assumed it was just raw boldness or foolish overconfidence.
But now? It reeked of protection. Of privilege. Of someone who had always been sheltered from consequence.
Corey’s expression darkened. He had initially been willing to admit that Raven was a rare talent–sharp, decisive, even a potential future star. But if all that strength was the result of resources and pedigree? If she had been propped up to her current position?
Then she was no longer impressive. She was just… another overhyped product of power and nepotism.
He had seen enough of those: arrogant, entitled fools who thought being born lucky made them worthy of respect.
And now, he looked at Raven with quiet resolve.
‘There is no way I’m letting someone like her into the Hundred–Man Unit.’
One worm could spoil the whole barrel–and he would not be the man who let that worm in.
Meanwhile, Edric had already ushered Raven through the gates of House Lysander.
Smiling politely, Raven asked, “Where’s Cassian?”
Hearing the question, Kyla–who had been standing nearby and already surprised by Edric’s behavior–visibly tensed. Her expression cooled.
Edric, too, froze for a beat before recovering quickly and replying with practiced ease, “He had something to take care of. I’m not sure if he’ll be back in time tonight, but I’ll check with him soon.”
Then, without waiting for further questions, he turned to the rest of the group. “The other clan heads have mostly arrived. Please, come with me. I’ll introduce you all.”
With a courteous gesture, he began leading them toward the heart of the Lysander estate.
Raven didn’t comment, simply smiled and followed, clearly unfazed by his attempt to dodge.
Soon, they reached the center courtyard vast open space that served as the gathering point for tonight’s event.
As Raven stepped inside, the first thing she noticed was the enormous black stone platform at the very center of the garden.
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Chapter 161
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