Chapter 353: Ensnared (2/2)

The crowd seemed to be breathless for a moment.

Just as the atmosphere was reaching its peak, the Keafir family carriage opened.

Syl descended with a bright smile. She didn't look directly at the crowd, but it still felt as though she had greeted them all one by one. She was nothing like the flustered young lady who didn't know how to respond to Leonel's bluntness and played every bit the part of elegant noble woman.

Her charisma was no less than Young Miss Swan. In fact, since she picked up some tips from her own sister-in-law, her own demeanor was even slightly more refined than the latter.

However, it was at that instant that something no one could have possibly expected to happen occurred.

Another person stepped out from the carriage, but his appearance came with what sounded like the shattering of countless hearts.

The moment the young man appeared, it was as though a spear had suddenly been brandished before the world. A sharpening blade resonated in the ears of all those who saw him, causing the air to grow several times heavier.

The young man's almost golden hair swayed gently beneath his billowing aura, a faint violet hue collecting around him like a cloud. It felt as though his immediate surroundings had become his inescapable domain, a place he controlled all to his own.

For those moments, he overshadowed Syl completely. Thoughts that he wasn't worthy to stand by her side didn't even have a chance to manifest before they were ruthlessly crushed. It was to the point that no one even noticed the black brand between his brows.

At that moment, let alone those watching on, even Syl was stunned. Was this the same young man who had sat quietly within their carriage for so long? The same young man who had entered their city in rags?

The legs of the war horses around Leonel trembled, causing some of the riders to almost fall off completely.

Zimo's eyes narrowed. At that moment, he admonished himself for ever doubting the judgment of the Mistress.

Leonel swept a gaze over the crowd. He knew that in order to catch Aina's attention, he had to stand out as much as possible. He no longer bothered to restrain his aura, nor did he feign his usual modesty. Since he was here, he would make sure his name resounded throughout Terrain.

At that moment, even the elegant Young Miss Swan couldn't help but look toward him with a hint of shock and curiosity in her eyes. Then, she swept a glance toward Syl with a teasing expression.

...

Within the carriage, Heira was holding back a pouting Rie who was clearly dissatisfied by the fact she wasn't allowed to go.

”Sister-in-law I want to go too!”

Heira shook her head. ”You can enter the spectator stands with me later. You won't be able to enter the gates the normal way regardless.”

Though Heira spoke these words to appease Rie, it was clear that she was absentminded.

Her gaze glistened as she watched Leonel's back through the curtains of the carriage. She felt that this was the true Leonel… But if that was the case, he'd be even more difficult to control than she thought.

Still, he was a bit too naïve. Regardless of what reasons he had for showing off his sharpness now, he was already being slowly ensnared by her.

Looking toward her little sister-in-law's blushing face as she gazed toward Leonel who had suddenly appeared to her side, Heira's slight smile appeared once again.