The Eternity: The Colour of Fate
Chapter 81

Chapter 81: Colleague

(SYLVANIA)

In a country with tall buildings and then tares its inhabitants.

This town, Sylvania, is a town of people with intellect and a technology warehouse.

"Your highness, sorry to interrupt your time, but your majesty Albert has sent you an invitation" said a woman in a gray suit, clad in a tight matching skirt, and a touch of black leggings. His black hair appears to be bent.

Meanwhile, there appeared before him a man with short blond hair with a camaraderie attached to his right eye.

A friendly smile seemed to decorate her face in the middle of the pile of papers.

"Ah. Colline, what's wrong?" He smiled tiredly from behind a pile of paper that could either be called neatly arranged or even messy.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your time, your majesty, someone sent you another letter." Said the woman, repeating her words without a single rebuttal from her.

"Sighs. I have absolutely no idea what's going on. But can they stop sending me those letters?"

"As usual, just give it back" he sighed.

"Ah .. This, I fear if this invitation cannot be returned, your honor"

The young woman held out a letter consisting of two pieces of paper.

The man accepted it, he then raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Hmm? This appendix ... from Azasky?" He frowned, hesitating.

Colline nodded.

The man narrowed his eyes, trying to find the truth he believed in. But that was it, he sighed and tore the white envelope with a red stamp on it.

"Sigh ... I was a little curious, what was the matter until the old man sent me a letter like this.”

He opened it, looking at each set of letters arranged in it, but before long, a mysterious smile appeared on his sweet face, "Joseph, Colline. Gather all information about the sender. Report it to me immediately."

A shadow figure in a white robe came and knelt at the man.

"Ready master". Soon after, he disappeared again.

"My lord, are you seriously responding to this?" Colline asked carefully.

"I mean, what is this sending party you should pay attention to?"

"yeah. I don't know .. I don't know either, Colline "he said glancing slowly to the side.

But quickly, the view turned around. With a fairly calm smile, he said, "but, don't judge a book by the cover, right? So, There's no harm to see who's him." Her speech.

Colline bowed and turned around to leave the room.

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(ALKIRIA)

Meanwhile, somewhere in the East of the continent, there appeared to be merchant traffic somewhere with its tall and exotic buildings.

The city was so crowded by the sounds of bargaining and the jokes of the merchants. This city, Alkiria-the central city of business in the Oxmage continent.

In a tall building.

"Fu fu, your Excellency Richard, you are too kindhearted ..." Said a middle-aged man with short stature, black hair that seemed to thin in the middle.

As well as a body full of fat that even seemed to close a little eyes so that it looks so narrow with a thick mustache decorate his face - a rich merchant.

"yeah. You're overreacting, Mr. Stele."

A young man with his light blue hair smiled cunningly. The man has a handsome face with a dark blue suit matching his shiny blue hair.

His eyes looked so haughty, with a hint of contempt.

Even so, the fat man seemed unaffected by it.

"Ha ha ha ha!" The two men laughed loudly.

Shortly after, a teenage boy with glasses adorned his face so innocently he knocked on the door.

"Come in, give it up"

"Yes, my majesty, Serkan's servant, delivered a letter to you" the young man appeared to bow respectfully. He appears to be young, with an age range of 15 to 16 years.

"Oh? A letter?"

"Ah. Servants also do not know, your majesty .. for sure, by cooperating with you, that person will definitely go bankrupt in a moment" he said a little higher as if to say pride.

"Pfft .. hahaha" they again laughed out loud.

He waved his hand while holding his stomach as a result of laughing.

"All right ... here"

The young man then handed him a white envelope.

"Hmm? Azasky?" His face changed, becoming a little serious.

"Auction yes, I wonder what kind of auction I deserve to see,"

"Oho? Isn't that the epitome of the Black Gold Trading Group?"

"Huh? Black Gold?"

"Ah. It was an intergovernmental trade group that was recently quite popular among traders"

"Well, your Excellency Richard, you know what? A trade secret like this is worth it?" Said the fat man with a sly look.

"Tsk. You really make me sick, Stele"

"yeah. Anyway, I've been working with Black Gold lately and you know what? It was quite satisfying to call it cooperation"

Richard waved his hand casually.

"Oh? Tell me more about them"

"As my lord commands"

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(KOGA)

Somewhere in the northeast, in the high mountains decorated with sturdy buildings made of wood and cement.

This Kingdom-Koga,

With the sake of the dwarves as the majority of its population. They mostly work as forgers and are experts in construction. In a building that looks tall,

Tok

"Sorry to interrupt your break, your majesty" said a short curly-haired woman with exotic brownish skin. He was wearing formal clothing, with yellow eyes.

"Ah. It's okay, Cheryl, come in .."

A middle-aged man with dark black hair and dark brown skin seemed to be sitting down while twitching his shrunken forehead.

"Here the servant delivered a letter from the noble Azasky"

The corner of his mouth twitched. "Hoo? I didn't expect at all that this old fucker would send me a letter like this!?"

"yeah. Your Majesty, you want to complain like anything, you still have to accept it, right?"

Sighs. The man breathed.

He then began to read one by one the words written on the letter.

He nodded a little in wonder.

"Chery."

"i did!"

"Who's the one who sent this letter!?"

"e eh? Isn't that what Azasky is?"

The corner of his mouth twitched. "Tsk. I'm not gonna ask you if it really happened"

He returned the letter back, though,

Cheryl's eyeballs are spinning, "I'm this?"

"Mom isn't this the rising Black Gold Trading Group?"

"Hmm?"

"Tell me" he said a second later.

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