As soon as the airship left, women in their skimpy clothes—practically displaying their cleavage and ass—pushed together a gigantic digital television. On its screen were the words ‘Trials of Eights’. Upon the arrival of the women with headbands of cats and bunnies, the men from the free cities whistled and cheered.The host clan’s patriarch, Ren Regalia, spoke. “Before I begin the preliminary draw, let me request the help of my grandson in operating this colossal tech machine.”Alfred Satova chuckled. “We know, Ren. Besides, the God’s Eyes of Young Master Cielo can verify anything, eliminating any possibility of doubts among us.”Miranda Roxas, clad in her blue armor, nodded. “What a dashing name for a beast’s skill.” Though her tone was friendly, her eyes were mocking Ren Regalia.As the chieftain of the tribe that honored the goddess of the sea who hunted sacred beasts, like the beasts of the hidden families, Miranda Roxas detested people who were tied to any beast much more than t
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