"Rebecca went to the parliament to ask Congressman Lewis about the Paradise Island case and last night's attack. I took the opportunity to greet her."
Ave watched Rebecca's back. Was it really just a greeting?
The golden-haired creature patted her head a few times—you're being too suspicious!
"How did the meeting go?"
"Very smoothly, perhaps a little too smoothly."
Diplomat Richard... completely fit her imagination of an earnest and dutiful diplomat. She couldn't help but marvel at the rapid development of the Western Continent.
"This is the advantage of minorities in diplomacy."
Ave instinctively touched the golden hair on her head.
Although it seemed to contribute nothing to the meeting, it somehow added a lot.
If not for this tuft of golden hair, she wouldn't be the only "survivor" of the golden-haired race. As for Ethan... this guy always made some shocking, illogical remarks, but somehow they always turned out to be validated.
