468 I want to give it a try_2

Although the personal ability of this military district marshal seemed so-so to most people in the city, his status meant that he could never be a disposable pawn.

Arnold, who also saw Weslin, had his eyes round with astonishment and cursed emphatically, "Fuck!"

"Why is he here?"

What was the governor's son doing wandering around here for no reason?

"Find a way to get him out!"

Aglaya narrowed her eyes, not distracted by Weslin's arrival.

Those slender, sharp eyes just swept over Weslin and then settled on the figure who was carrying him beneath.

For some reason, the figure who carried Weslin out from under the archway seemed very familiar.

As the person approached within a meter in front of her and reached out, grazing the air beyond the barrier, a fragment of memory spontaneously leapt out from the clutter in Aglaya's mind.

"…Bai E."

She pronounced the two syllables in an odd tone.