"…Did you start the party without me?"
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A human emerged from the portal, dressed in a pristine white robe, devoid of a single piece of armor, with his hands clasped behind his back.
His piercing blue eyes and golden hair shimmered as he advanced confidently and calmly, his head held high as if he were strolling in the backyard of his own home.
"Robin Burton!!" Marshal Lacrosse stood abruptly, slamming the table with both hands.
Part of him hated Robin deeply. He had monitored every move the man made on Nihari and was keenly aware of Robin's dangerous unpredictability and unorthodox methods. Yet, another part of him was struck by disbelief— was the planetary emperor himself the first to arrive? Wasn't it customary for his entourage to secure the venue and pave the way for his entry first? What was he plotting this time...
