It wasn't until almost noon that a group of people arrived late.
The short and chubby woman leading them, with plain features, could not compare to Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow.
However, she was now wearing the armor of a Prescott, sitting on her warhorse, and looking down condescendingly, she asked, "You must be Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow, from Horizon Bureau General?"
Vanessa pinched her nose and saluted, "That's right, greetings, Lord Prescott."
The other party smiled silently, then raised her horsewhip, "Good, lead the way. We won't rest, official business comes first. Let's head to the Extinct Village."
Vanessa was furious, cursing in her heart: Abigail Turner, gloating over your newfound power!
