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"Who authorized the dogs of the Royal Inquisition to set foot upon the threshold of Shop No. 13?"

That heavy, cold voice cut through the dawn silence in Blackfriars Lane.

Outside Shop No. 13, the thick London fog mixed with ice vapor had not yet fully lifted. However, the usually quiet stone street was now completely blocked by a dozen warhorses clad in black iron armor. Thirty Royal Guard soldiers of the Kingdom stood in rigid rows with gold-plated spears raised, surrounding the old two-story
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    Tamsin’s emerald-green velvet gown was low-cut, revealing the faintly dimming etchings of the Soul-Ledger seal across her porcelain cleavage."Mayfair's twenty secondary clans have already withdrawn their troops from the Palace perimeter," Tamsin whispered, looking up into Gavin's sharp, defined jawline. Her soft hand stroked his sturdy thigh with complete submission. "Arabella Vane's sacrifice and Inquisitor Valerius's fall scared them half to death. No one is willing to die to defend the Crown Prince anymore."Gavin gently patted the top of Tamsin’s head, letting his fingers sweep through her soft blonde hair before stepping toward the desk.There, Selene was examining a secret map of the Mayfair Palace's underground tunnels spread out over the mahogany wood. Her purple irises flickered with a long-suppressed, forbidden vengeance."The Royal Palace is guarded by three thousand Royal Vanguard soldiers and three Palace Archmages," Selene said, pointing to a red dot in the center of th

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    "Who authorized the dogs of the Royal Inquisition to set foot upon the threshold of Shop No. 13?"That heavy, cold voice cut through the dawn silence in Blackfriars Lane.Outside Shop No. 13, the thick London fog mixed with ice vapor had not yet fully lifted. However, the usually quiet stone street was now completely blocked by a dozen warhorses clad in black iron armor. Thirty Royal Guard soldiers of the Kingdom stood in rigid rows with gold-plated spears raised, surrounding the old two-story building.In the very front row stood a tall middle-aged man in a dark red religious robe studded with silver threads. High Inquisitor Valerius—the supreme leader of the Kingdom's law enforcement order—held a roll of seals coated with Royal golden wax."Gavin Calloway!" Valerius screamed, his voice shrill with the arrogance of a high Mayfair official. "In the name of the High Council of the Kingdom and the Crown Prince's Decree, Shop No. 13 is seized! You are accused of high treason, using the f

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    Behind the wrought-iron door carved with a winged skull, a giant room with curved stone walls stood in the dim glow of red candles. At the end of the room, atop a platform of three black marble steps, stood a sacrificial altar of obsidian stone carved with the forbidden Blood-Sacrifice magic formation.Lady Arabella Vane stood alone beside the altar.Her thick blood-red velvet dress had been replaced by a thin ivory-white silk gown—special attire for blood sacrifice rituals that she usually used to sacrifice the lives of renegade mages. Her long blonde hair was left loose, covering her bare shoulders. There was no more diamond crown, no more mocking smile. The porcelain face of the Mayfair princess was deathly pale, her grayish-blue eyes radiating a deep sense of fear and shattered pride.Behind Gavin, Selene and Tamsin stood watching Arabella. Selene crossed her arms over her chest, a cold smile of satisfaction etched on her lips as she watched her former torturer and betrayer now tr

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    Inside the curved glass-roofed room, hundreds of dark-red Blood-Rose petals bloomed under the moonlight. Small crystal lamps hung stiffly among the winding vine tendrils, emitting a dim, eye-pleasing yellowish light.The sound of high-heeled footsteps echoed softly from behind rows of white marble pillars."Shop No. 13, Blackfriars Lane..." a woman's voice glided like the stroke of expensive silk, laden with noble elegance accustomed to ruling. "I thought Soho's gutter filth would change your walking style, Gavin."Arabella Vane stepped out from among the lush red roses.Her evening gown was made of blood-red velvet fabric that tightly hugged her mature curves. A small diamond crown was pinned rigidly atop her golden blonde hair. A gold lace mask carved with peacock feathers covered the upper half of her face, but her lips, painted with bright red lipstick, smiled faintly—a smile full of immense contempt.Gavin stood calmly two meters in front of a giant marble pillar. His cold, gold-

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    The Main Estate of Clan Vane stood majestically like a crystal palace. Mana-powered gas lamps cast a golden glow, reflecting off gilded carriages and the silk gowns of the Kingdom’s elite aristocracy.Tonight, Lady Arabella Vane hosted the Masquerade Ball—the most lavish masked gala of the season. It was an event specifically orchestrated to silence rumors surrounding the Montgomery clan’s downfall while securing the support of the continent's rulers.From inside the colossal hall, the echoes of a string quartet blended with the clinking of crystal glasses and the crisp laughter of Mayfair’s nobility.CLACK. CLACK.Three figures stepped up the main marble staircase.In the center walked Gavin Calloway, maintaining an upright posture in a pitch-black tailcoat pinstriped with silver thread. A mask carved from pure silver in the likeness of a dragon covered the upper half of his face, revealing a sharp jawline and lips curved into a faint, cold smile. The Rank 3 High Archmage aura at his

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    "Please tell me this seizure document is just a piece of garbage, Pendelton!"Cassian Montgomery's scream shattered the roar of the rain inside the enclosed study in the Soho financial district. The nobleman gripped Inspector Pendelton's coat collar with both of his violently shaking hands. His bloodshot eyes stared wildly, glaring at the piles of parchment sheets stamped with the Royal seal scattered across the mahogany desk.Pendelton didn't move. The Inspector's face was rigidly pale, his eyes empty—fully bound by fear and the debt seal of Shop No. 13 fused beneath the skin of his neck."I can't do anything, Lord Montgomery," Pendelton's voice was flat, almost emotionless. "All the evidence of your clan's bribery, illegal mana crystal transactions in the Docklands, down to the Montgomery clan's arrears of blood debt to Shop No. 13... have been handed over to the Royal High Court. From this second onward, the Montgomery clan is officially bankrupt. All your assets have been seized b

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