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Chapter 532: The Clockmaker’s Return

Lan Jue wanted to take command personally Not everyone was compelled to participate People Lan Jue kneell, and those whoh mecha data on where not required to join These included Lan Jue himself, the Bartender, the Driver, and the Seaes and teaht hundred of the one by one was ludicrous The ARC students weren’t exe they’d gotten

The Wine Master watched Lan Jue go and couldn’t help but sigh He knehat the young man had to bear, how heavy the load was on his shoulders How could he, a Paragon, not? Anyone could sense what kind of burden it was

Yet, Lan Jue see it well In fact he looked positive, ready to attack the task ahead

His eyes unconsciously swept back to the Clockhtened his clothes, and before he knew it, his long legs werehim across the street He s needed to be faced, it was important to face the, would he be a coward for the rest of his life? So long as he was alive he would avoid regrets, not accrue the to tell him, he was sure

The Clock Store’s display had been cleaned, he noted as he walked by When he stopped at the open door he heard a chorus of mismatched ticks and tocks Inside, needles jerked and pendulu

Frorandfather clock Sheto find the perfect spot

He walked in, picking through the store toward the Clockmaker He pointed to a spot nearby “I like it there”

She shot hilance, then without a word htened,Her eyes fixed on the Wine Master “Help”

For a moment, the Wine Master was startled and didn’t move But he quickly recovered and quickly took up the other side Neither used their Discipline, struggling ether they shuffled it to where the Wine Master had suggested

The Clockhtened, then walked back toward the store’s interior The Wine Master re his head, unsure whether he should follow

“Come” Her voice saved him from the aard indecision

“Oh” He hurried over

She stood behind the counter, looking at him He looked back Both seemed unsure of what to say

“I want so her hard façade

“Yeah,” the Wine Master nodded “What would you like?”

She sighed an even response “It doesn’t matter I just want to send him off”

The Wine Master didn’t have to ask who she meant The pain of the loss of his friend was still fresh, and it showed on his own face “Alright”

She looked him dead in the eye “I mean, from my heart”

The Wine Master looked at her, confused for aThen it dawned on hi with the others, busily watched them for clues to their abilities There were only ten proctors, so only ten fights could be watched at a tireat deal of space, money and labor There was zero possibility one of them would be injured or killed, but in all intents and purposes it was a carbon copy of real life This was especially true for Adepts, which hy the upgrades to Drea of a new Era

Lan Jue stood behind the main control board, transfixed by the screens Froreat, but they weren’t dire either Most of the mechas As Adepts they were also naturally superior over norhest praise he could give them was that they all kne to use their Disciplines to enhance their le most important factor of an Adept pilot