Max turned—
Envoy Lucas.
Two figures followed behind him.
A young man with green hair. A young woman with black hair.
Both appeared to be in their twenties.
Their presence alone carried weight.
And just like that—
The air shifted.
All eyes in the Villa turned toward them.
"Oh, don't get me wrong."
Envoy Lucas spread his hands, his tone light—yet edged with something more.
"I mean, you're quite confident for someone at Level 7 of the Apprentice Rank."
Max narrowed his eyes.
Then blinked.
"With all due respect, Envoy Lucas, haven't you watched my battles on the Extranet?"
Lucas's smirk deepened.
"I have. But there's a difference between the peak geniuses of Valora Continent and the geniuses from the Lost Continent."
"Oh?"
Max's gaze drifted—
To the two young figures standing behind the Envoy.
Their auras alone were enough to tell him—
Peak Level 10 of the Adept Rank.
Just like the top geniuses of Valora Continent.
His eyes flickered as he turned back to Lucas.
