Golden Ambrosia Apple

"Is that the troublemaker you were talking about?" A bald man with yellow eyes and a slender figure asked, standing atop a tall building. Beside him were Gate Master Mara and Camilla.

They were staring at Kent, who was approaching the Archer Gate with Ingrid.

"Indeed, he is the disciple of the Sword Saintess," Gate Master Mara answered, looking at Kent with an unreadable expression. At first, she had looked at him with anger in her eyes, but not anymore.

"And you're saying I should let him pass, else he will create a ruckus?" the old man asked. Gate Master Camilla and Mara nodded.

"If you want your event to go as planned, then be sure to let him pass. You can take it as us owing you a favor each," Gate Master Mara said. After conversing with the sect master, they had come to the Archer Gate to do as they were told.