Thelema's mansion was only a few minutes' walk away. Thelema had barely finished her third afternoon tea when Tsavorae broke into the lounge. Thelema: "Well well, if it isn't Tsavorae. You can go through the front gate - I gave you permission to the feast." Thelema was lounging on her couch. The luxurious room was adorned with red tapestry and symbols made out of pure gold. A large door made out of glass was behind Thelema, the sunlight shining through it and onto her, making her pale skin even brighter. Tsavorae: "I'm here to investigate," she deadpanned. Thelema: "Oh? And I thought you came here for a friendly chat. You're always on a mission." Tsavorae: "I have some questions for you, Thelema." Thelema: "What's the hurry? Sit down and take a sip of tea. I'm on the verge of giving up on teaching you etiquette, but learning never hurts, right?" Tsavorae: Before Thelema could continue, Tsavorae swiftly dashed towards Thelema and pressed the barrel of the gun against her waist forcefully. "Imagine a bullet churning in your stomach before you scream." Tsavorae wasn't one to waste her time. To her, the ends justified the means, and violence happened to be her most persuasive tool. "You know I'm not into this whole 'etiquette' thing. Now that I've made myself clear, are you going to take this seriously?" Thelema: Despite Tsavorae's show of force that would make anyone piss themselves, Thelema was completely unaffected and her smile only grew wider. She was the Shu of Pleasure, after all. Intimidation wouldn't work on her. "No manners, no patience... You should consider yourself lucky that your power is still with you, otherwise... Never mind, what brought you here?" Tsavorae: Tsavorae scoffed, withdrawing her guns and tightening her necktie. "I found an invitation to your Frenzy Feast - right at the center of a shadow calamity outbreak." Thelema: "Your point is?" she asked, sipping on her tea nonchalantly. Tsavorae: "It was among other things left behind by someone. We 【别名】中文别名:查沃莱,猫娘查沃莱