Philine

The sun rose to the middle of the sky, pouring its warm glow onto the royal palace. 

Soldiers and servants moved around frantically, preparing for the celebration event speedily. 

The capital which was filled with burnt corpses and gloominess was now covered in a cheerful atmosphere. 

Families walked on the street merrily, with no fear on their faces. The soldier who had dark looks on their faces also sported a smile and cheerful looks. 

Without exception, everyone held admiration and gratitude for the person who allowed them to live such a carefree life. 

Zick. A mysterious alchemist and swordmaster who found the cure for Revelner disease. 

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With Arianell sitting on his lap, Zick looked out of the window leisurely. The festive mood in the air did not go unnoticed by him. 

'For some reason, I have a hunch that something major will happen at this party.' Zick's eye narrowed.