Endless Evolution: Last Star

Chapter 517 Eight Blades (Part 2)

Following Franz, Adam and Silvana got out of the car. They were curious to know where they ended up, but they were even more eager to find out who the driver was.

The trip was long and they couldn't see who was in the driver's seat, so all this time it was a mystery to them.

"You..." Adam muttered looking at the girl standing next to Franz.

Franz glanced at Adam over his shoulder, as his eyes grew wider for a moment along with the resulting smile.

"Oh, right, I haven't introduced you yet."

Franz uttered before stepping forward and pointing at the girl.

"This is Rosalind, let's just say she's my faithful assistant." Franz smirked.

Rosalind bowed low, keeping her palm pressed to her chest.

"Mr. Adam, Mrs. Silvana, it is a pleasure to meet you. I'm sure you won't regret accepting our invitation."

"Yeah me either..." Adam said in a low voice, looking at her.

Rosalind had shoulder-length silver hair, a few locks tied back in an exquisite pattern, and her blue eyes were deep and clear as gems. She had glasses with round, thick lenses and steel, engraved frames.

Rosalind had no makeup or earrings like most women. She wore a strict gray butler's suit with large buttons, white gloves tight around her hands, and strict black boots.

Silvana swept her gaze over Rosalind a few times, a glint of admiration and a little envy in her eyes.

'Wow... She looks strict and formal at the same time, yet her outfit fits her perfectly and seems loose. It's an interesting choice...' Silvana pondered, biting her lip slightly. Discover stories with empire

Franz nodded, pleased with their reaction, and turned around, taking a few steps forward. Rosalind immediately followed him, keeping her arms folded behind her back, her posture straight and her chest slightly forward.

"Well, welcome to the Shadow Carnation. This is one of my favorite places." Franz spread his arms apart, presenting the view opened before them.

Despite its size and appearance suggestive of old age, the door opened without a sound or creak, smoothly revealing the passage to the inside.

Adam nodded, glancing at the door hinges, though he wasn't an architect or designer, he realized that they looked worn on purpose, though they were in perfect condition.

"Alright, while the old, vintage style is cool, it's stupid to give up the convenience of technology, isn't it?" Franz uttered, reaching his hand to the wall.

He pressed down on one specific spot, causing the slab to sink into the wall before returning to its original state.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

With a series of thuds, the built-in lamps in the ceiling turned on, with a nice slightly diffused light like sunlight.

Adam gulped.

Recently he was looking at the prices of houses in the Second Ring, so he realized that houses in the First Ring should cost a lot more, but...

'I doubt an ordinary house in the eighth wing can compare to this. This mansion takes up a lot of space, which is very valuable in the small First Ring, moreover, this house looks old, but it has all the necessary amenities and technology. Fuck... how much money do the high nobles have?'

It wasn't that Adam was chasing money, he was quite content with what he had, but the difference between some people and others was frightening.

Silvana was as impressed as Adam, but tried not to show it, keeping her expression calm.

Step. Step. Step.

Franz walked forward to the wide stone table, sitting down on one of the two red leather couches.

He gestured to the opposite couch. Adam and Silvana glanced over and sat down.

Rosalind stood behind Franz, still holding her hands behind her back.

"I don't even know where to start... Oh, right." Franz smirked, "Adam, I think this will be useful for you. What do you know about the Eight Blades?"

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