Inside the leather case,
a petite lady lay slumbering upon the velvet silk padding, encircled by bronze-adorned thorns and roses, cradling her cheek in her hand, her small body curled up. The leaf-like skirt panels gathered one upon another, with four bronze feathers drooping downwards, overlapping each other.
It was like an exquisite piece of art.
Miss Hilveld stood silently behind the case, her clear eyes observing everyone beneath her veil. Her soft golden hair draped over her snow-white neck, falling in front of her chest, as her lace-edged gloves overlapped one another, her fingertips lightly resting on the handle of the case.
Fang Hong's gaze was completely captivated by the contents of the case. He said in surprise, "This... is really a Fairy Type Construct," he looked up, adding with excitement, "Can I really use it?"
The girl nodded and replied with a voice as clear as crystal, "Mr. Xiaya is welcome to use it."
