Tier Two Magic—Textual Literacy.

Blando stared blankly at the bottom right corner of the plaque, frozen in place... where a striking rose was engraved.

Your Highness... Princess Firina?!

In Lorand City, how many people could be addressed as Your Highness?

Recalling what Lear had said yesterday, he suddenly felt breathless, his entire being dizzy, as if floating on the clouds.

Raven Henry, along with Raul, wide-eyed and shrewd, were gulping nervously, their hearts overwhelmed by an incomprehensible impact.

Stunned, disbelief...

"Miss... Miss Jasmine..."

The personal maid of Princess Firina actually delivered the plaque to that young man personally...

He knew about the other party, proud, confident, ordinary nobles wouldn't even take a second glance.

Now, being so respectful.

Jasmine turned her head, eyebrows slightly raised.

"Boy from the Henry Clan... you have something to ask?"

Raven Henry was startled, quickly waved his hands.

"No, no... you carry on."

"If there's nothing, what did you come for?"

"To apologize, we inadvertently offended the lord last night..."

"Oh? You all have no eyes... Lord Lear, do you wish to punish them?"

"No need, it's nothing."

"The lord has spared you, now hurry off..."

Raven Henry, sweating profusely, quickly turned to leave.

Meanwhile, feeling extremely fortunate, good thing he came to apologize today!

Truly foresight, what foresight!!

Shot a fierce glance at Raul, that fellow, truly the source of his misfortune.

Luckily, they didn't offend such a great figure, or his father would never have let him go!

The goddess above, the personal maid of Her Highness coming in person... what kind of treatment is this?

Even the birth celebrations of the Dukes wouldn't be much better than this!

Lear ignored the few who left in disgrace, turning his gaze to Jasmine, eyes smiling.

"Miss Jasmine, please thank Her Highness on my behalf."

This angel investor, is truly straightforward.

Incredibly efficient.

That rose symbol, is the sturdiest pass in Lorand City.

No matter how blind a power may be, they would not offend Firina in Lorand City.

She is the rising star of the Griffin Empire, the successor of Lorand City, a future Extraordinary Mage.

Her protection is enough to keep the White Crow Commerce Association safe and sound.

"Regarding thanks, only Lord Lear you can go personally, I am not qualified to relay it."

Jasmine said, taking a deep breath, pulling out something from her bosom, and respectfully presenting it with both hands.

"Sire, Her Highness asked me to tell you... The aura on you, though well hidden, still leaks a little."

"This bracelet is woven personally by Her Highness, infused with her aura, and can mask that power."

Lear looked at the bracelet blossoming with roses, his gaze momentarily stunned.

He reached out to take it and slowly put it on his left wrist.

Instantly, a unique power surged from the bracelet, enveloping his entire body.

It dispelled the peculiar smell on him, replacing it with a fragrant aura.

At the same time, the unique divine aura that unintentionally leaked was completely obscured, disappearing without a trace.

At that exact moment, Lear felt something in his heart, and slowly turned his gaze toward a certain direction, his eyes slightly faltering...

He could clearly sense that in that direction, there was another bracelet with the same aura.

Though far apart, they were interconnected.

The other person also sensed him at the same time...

Rose Bracelet

[Level]: Special

[Traits]: 1. Concealment, can mask one's aura,

2. Lively vitality, after taking damage, it can consume the rose petals on the bracelet to recover injuries; current number of petals is 30.

3. Blooming Rose, can transfer the wearer's injuries to another person wearing the bracelet, if they do not refuse, or can voluntarily bear the other person's injuries.

[Introduction]: A bracelet woven by a young girl, full of beautiful fantasies and longing upon turning 16.

After reviewing the attributes, Lear's gaze was quite subtle.

This gift...

"I will personally thank Her Highness."

Jasmine looked at Lear's somewhat complex expression, then smiled.

"Her Highness also specifically asked me to tell you, there's no need to overthink it, as this was woven a long time ago, merely a childhood trinket, its worth not high."

Yet this isn't high in value?

Lear felt a bit emotional hearing the words meant to reassure him.

This Flower of the Northern Territory, truly impeccable.

Giving him a gift and still offering comfort...

Hearing their conversation, Blando felt immensely impacted at this moment.

His body was trembling.

So it turns out, his sovereign was indeed this formidable...

The Princess of Lorand City, she's the Jewel of the Northern Territory, the most dazzling genius mage of the Griffin Empire!!

To have sent such a special treasure... My lord, you truly are a True God!

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