This was the first official meeting between the two, Roger and Gloria.
If Roger had to describe Gloria in one word, it would be "Ice Beauty". Her light-cyan hair and purple eyes were impressive, her beautiful but cold face, her arrogant attitude, and her dangerous aura of 'keep your distance'. Her slender figure, paired with her exquisite and luxurious indigo light armor, was perfect.
"Celtic, you still can't change your despicable and mean habits. It's disgusting to see this!" Gloria put the sword back into the scabbard, but the black fighting spirit did not dissipate and still entangled Celter.
"Ahhh! Gloria! You fucking bitch, let me go! I want to kill him!!!" Celtic looked like a ferocious beast, roaring at Roger with a ferocious face. Seeing that his body was restrained and could not move forward, he actually waved his hand and threw the sword at Roger.
