Eleanor was left on the magic chariot, but she was not panic stricken. She had seen various tricks pulled by the marquis, it was not as though she had never seen anything more magical than the Sword Aura Sealing spell. Years of painstaking work was ruined in a night and both her sons were killed in war, her running out from the tight encirclement was out of instinct. The moment she was caught by Jola, it was as though she let go of everything and was looking at her own body as a bystander.
The carriage door was opened and Eleanor lifted up her head subconsciously. She saw a male mage in the carriage and five other charming beautiful ladies. It tugged her heartstring when she saw the male mage was looking at her! If he was like the marquis, was she not...
