Isabella and Snow stood side by side facing the group who came out of the levitating ball carriage. The group consisted of three females and seven males. Among the males was a white-haired middle-aged man who shared some resemblance with the white-haired man Monica came to Desolate with.
“You must be the famed Eastern goddess, your beauty is unrivaled among all the girls I have seen and yet for your strength, we know nothing. Regardless of how powerful you may be, I suggested you do not resist and come with us. My Master had shown interest in you and this Continent, if you accept a marriage alliance, we will not wage war against the Continent but instead form a Defensive Alliance Pact.” One of the young men stepped forward to speak. As he spoke he eyed the two identical people in confusio
