Estelle continued brooding over the 'reason' why these things would happen in succession.
The plots were dangerous. One by one, she was stimulated.
Was it truly just because of her villainess role?
Thinking about it, she sighed.
After considering her choices, she decided to opt for the greater and more visible trouble here: the city's safety.
She was delayed by a short while.
Although the man did not cost her that much time, in a dire situation, each second mattered.
As Estelle felt the time ticking, she licked her lips and theorized the best way to solve this.
Clearly, she could go up and fight the monsters right now, but there were some things wrong with that.
First, her silver hair color was rare. It could be said as something that only belonged to the Clareste bloodline. Although other silver hair shades existed, ones that were as beautiful and eye-catching as Estelle's did not exist.
