David Jones turned his head towards the source of the voice.
In the dazzling sunlight, a girl with a slender figure caught his eye, her upper body seeming to burst forth, a true example of fine branches bearing heavy fruit, dressed in a pair of black and white thigh-high stockings, her skin so white it seemed to glow like a fairy.
"I can't believe we've met again!"
David Jones was slightly stunned, ignoring the Guildmaster Maud and the middle-aged man dressed like a butler beside the girl, marveling at how small the world was to have another encounter like this.
"We meet again!"
At the moment she saw David Jones's back, Vivian Goldsmith initially frowned in disgust.
However, in the next second, when the corner of her eye caught sight of the Frost Wyvern perched on David Jones's shoulder, looking amused, and his handsome face that was completely different after he turned around,
"David...David Jones!!!"
