Encounter

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A bright red and green carriage gleamed under the sunlight, parked conspicuously in front of the castle gates. Its extravagant design drew a sizable crowd, their chatter filled with awe and curiosity.

At the forefront stood a man basking in their attention, his arms raised in theatrical waves like an actor greeting his adoring fans.

Cheska sighed, her shoulders sagging slightly. "This scene again," she muttered, recognizing the man immediately.

Morgan Cinth.

The flamboyant alchemist was impossible to miss, his neatly styled blonde hair catching the light like a halo. His grin was wide, his demeanor as loud as his attire.

Their group arrived quickly, finding Emette and Kayer already engaged in conversation. Ayessa stepped forward to assess the situation.

"What's going on here?" she asked, her tone a mix of curiosity and mild exasperation.