Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin “Zee… haa… fu-fufu. Do you… fuu… recognize my strength now… Riser… fuhya…”
Translator: Xini Proofreader: Silavin POV: Violet “…Hah” A sigh in the office. I was taught never to sigh unless it was to vex my opponent. However, I couldn’t help but let out a sigh or two while reading the report on my desk.
Translator: Xini Proofreader: Silavin The concept of strength is different for everyone. It can be martial or strategic prowess, positional or physical power. Those who consider themselves strong would never let their weaknesses dictate their life and are therefore strong; those who consider themselves weak are capable of discerning the strength in others and are therefore strong; is something I read in my previous life and it made me ponder. In short, strength means…
Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin Final day of the Azalea academy investigation
Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin “This is black tea grown at the foot of the mountain in the east.” “Thank you.”
Translator: Xini Proofreader: Silavin “Please get some rest.”
Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin Lady Violet has been acting strange these past few days. I don’t know how to put it, but she’s behaving oddly. At first, I thought she was restless because of the Azalea academy students, — but that doesn’t seem to be the case.
Translator: Nonon Proofreader: Silavin POV: Violet “I don’t know how to say this, but sorry.” “No. It. Is. Fine.”
