Chapter 207 - A Rush To Cultivate… Your Appearances!

With the time remaining between the bells being rung and the tower event's final ceremony, the Goltbred heiress dragged away the two orphans back to the camp and into her tent. She hadn't wanted to force them into her gifts before things got underway… knowing they would be uncomfortable watching the exciting part of the event in stuffy duds.

"I'm sure you know that the winners will each speak after receiving recognition."

Elua adjusted Fusand's collar while maintaining her lecturing tone. The teenager's green markings coiling about his neck from his Physique were hidden by this formal attire. Of course, an ardent observer might notice the vine-like patterns at his wrists if he moved a certain way.