Southwest of Dorne City.
Inside a three-story mansion with extensive front and back courtyards.
On the second-floor study, a woman dressed in a dark red magic robe was standing by the window, back facing the room. Her fair and slender right hand gently swirled the red liquid in a transparent goblet.
"Lady Lilith, Lord Aiel has sent a message, hoping we can send someone to assassinate these two individuals." A man in leather armor with a hood slightly bowed and handed over two sheets of thin parchment.
"White Porcelain-level Adventurers?"
Lilith turned around, revealing a stunningly beautiful face, with long lashes and fiery red lips that exuded extraordinary charm. She glanced and scoffed slightly.
"Aiel seems to be getting more regressive with age; are these insignificant people even worth sending out the assassination group?"
"Zoel, reject it~"
