Players in the Marve

Valeon beckoned with his finger, leaning on his cane as he spoke in a leisurely manner. His voice was light and cheerful; ever since that pesky archaeologist had been out of the picture, he'd been in an excellent mood.,Arvin walked to the food pick-up counter, picked up a white porcelain plate, and demonstrated to everyone present.,With his hands crossed on top of his black and gold staff, Valon chuckled, "Since you claim to be penniless, how about you explain how you managed to sneak into this high-class millionaire's wedding"。