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Club President eting Invitation_2 720: 496.
Club President eting Invitation_2 “Now showing, the classic play ‘Roo and Juliet,’ the latest revamped edition will soon premiere at the Central Grand Theater…”
“Tragically, an Earthquake Disaster Beast, a ground-shaking Magic Bear, has appeared in Sky Origin City, triggering a level 13 earthquake.
The situation is severe, and the Magical Armor Knight Order and Ard Heroic Spirits Group have sent people to suppress it.
Let us pray together for our afflicted compatriots.”
“…Outside Thousand Forest City suddenly appeared the fla Calamity Beast, the Eight-Winged Red Serpent, causing wildfires to spread and afflicting multiple villages.
The aid efforts are currently proceeding with difficulty…”
…
On the projection screen, one piece of news after another kept rolling, and Senior Mia’s gaze condensed upon an inadvertent glance.
In the background of the first piece of news, she saw a familiar emblem, a badge with an abstract Sun radiating light, surrounded by so strange, cryptic but impressive patterns.
To others, it might seem like just an ordinary background image, but Senior Mia recognized the aning behind the picture at a glance.
“Is this the Glorious Sun Society’s summoning seal?
Let check this cipher…”
“Eh, an invitation for a Highest Level Club President eting?
What is Christina up to?
Why would she suddenly send this thing out?”
As the forr Club President of the Ard Society, Senior Mia naturally understood the secret codes used for clandestine communication between the academy’s major societies.
She easily deciphered the cryptic patterns’ hidden ssage using specific decoding rules and imdiately frowned, puzzled.
After all, the Witch’s Night was a celebration where societies ford teams to participate, so to better gather their mbers after entering, each society had its unique contact code.
Later, for the sake of team formation, the societies developed another secret code for mutual contact, with the Highest Level being an invitation to a Club Presidents’ eting, which only the Top Ten Societies were qualified to issue.
Typically, after participating in Witch’s Night, the major societies beca competitors, so the team formation’s communication code was hardly used, let alone such a Club President eting invitation.
This had not been used in decades, and Senior Mia, who was about to graduate from the academy, had never seen anyone initiate such an invitation, and it was sent by an old acquaintance of hers, no less.
“Although Christina is a bit scheming, always fond of clever little tricks, she indeed has the capability.
She never fools around with serious issues, it seems sothing major has co up.
Let’s go have a look, it’s also a good chance to see if Madeline and the others are around.”
The Golden Princess pondered for a mont, then made up her mind.
Soon, the Sun dipped in the west, and dusk fell.
After dealing with a whole day’s corporate affairs, Senior Mia dismissed her business secretaries and returned to her private residence at the top floor.
Then, after making so discreet changes to her attire, the Golden Princess opened the window and then leapt out gracefully.
After freely falling for a few seconds, a sleek hoverbike caught her.
Though she appeared dignified and elegant, like a noble and wealthy lady, she was, at heart, an Evil Dragon with so wild hobbies in private, like Bloody Duels or thrilling high-speed chases.
“Haha, this bike is quite thrilling; it seems these chanical contrivances are not so useless after all.
I’ll have soone custom make one for when I get back.”
Twisting the throttle slightly, feeling the surging power of the chanical beast beneath her, Senior Mia, dressed in tight leather and wearing a full-face helt, laughed heartily as she raced through the night sky.
The hoverbike, belonging to the unlucky original owner she had logged as, was ant to be a low-profile mode of transportation.
But now she realized it was genuinely thrilling.
But pure chanics alone were not quite enough.
“Shall I enchant it with Magic for you?”
Bright gold patterns spread from Senior Mia’s hands, starting from the handlebars, invading the entire bike, and eventually turning it gold, as if cast entirely from Gold.
And this was not just a paint job.
With the boost from Mana, the already swift hoverbike’s speed soared several tis, transforming into a golden streak racing through the busy city skyline.
This was the effect of the unique Alchemy from the Astoros Family.
Indeed, the restrictions on The Witches were not as stringent in this second act as they were in the first; although they had not regained all their Magic mories, the mory of regular magic spells, apart from Forbidden Curses, had to so extent returned.
Not complete, but marginally sufficient.
“Woohoo, now that’s more like it.”
Senior Mia, who usually had to stay composed in front of Little Fairy, now laughed joyfully, alone at last, relishing the thrill of high-speed travel.
However, her good mood lasted only for a brief few minutes because suddenly, whoosh, an almost invisible black streak of light flashed past her in the night sky.
Senior Mia: “???”
I’ve been overtaken?
Unwilling to accept this slight, the Golden Princess imdiately prepared to accelerate even further.
But before she could act, the black streak of light circled back, revealing the identity of the overtaker.
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