“Madam Quartney!” Cerise leaped to her feet. She rushed to Quartney’s side and knelt. “Greetings, Madam Quartney. Please forgive me for using your seat earlier without getting permission first.”

“When will you stop acting as if you’re all that?” Quartney scoffed. “Still, you did very well this time. Otherwise, we couldn’t have captured Skynet’s young master so easily.”

“Young… Young master?!” Cerise lifted her head.

“Skynetʼs young master.” Quartney smiled contemptuously. “He is Truett Sadler, the son of Skynetʼs leader, Yegor Sadler.”

Cerise gasped and said frantically, “He’s Yegorʼs son, Skynetʼs young master…”

“Are you regretting your actions now?” Quartney snickered. “Your daughter was about to marry into a prestigious family and become Skynetʼs young madam. That position is more important and influential than her status as the Iustus Sectʼs saintess.”

Quartney ambled and stopped behind Cerise. “It’s a shame that you’ve missed such a good opportunity due to your foolish