“He’s out!”

“The legate is out!”

“Hooray! War Legate Draco has finally come out!”

Draco donned a black military suit—looking valiant and exuding a powerful, heroic bearing—had finally shown up before the people. This time, he was not wearing his face shield. His handsome face was chiseled to masculinity perfection and his indomitable, strong body exuded boundless murderous intent.

Everyone was excited. Every single person was emotional beyond comparison.

As he walked out, Ivy, Eira, Nyssa, Jenine, Emily, and the other ex-members of Bloody Rose followed behind him. They were dressed in Wyvern Peak’s battle suits and appeared domineering.

“War Legate Draco!” the surrounding crowd shouted his name.

His heroic bearing was overpowering and his presence was unparalleled.

Adaline looked at her brother in tears as she beamed widely. Rue stood on the viewing deck upstairs and gazed at her son. She felt a storm of emotions in her heart. Joanna, Nadine, and Sarah were over the moon.

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