An Extra’s POV

'Alright…'

Grandmaster Conrad felt tense as he stood before the black mahogany door before him.

Despite the late evening breeze, he could feel a bead of sweat, or two, forming on his forehead.

Still, he calmed himself and took a good look at the building.

The Guest House wasn't very large. It was a two-story building that was a bit wider than normal in order to accommodate as many rooms as possible.

The ground floor consisted of a living room, a reception area, a kitchen, and all manner of facilities that could help guests settle in.

There was also a mini-pub in one of the building extensions.

The top floor, however, consisted only of the bedrooms.

Since their guest, Ralyks, had only come for visiting purposes, Conrad already knew where he would be.

—The Reception Area.

As the Grandmaster placed his hand on the knob, after refusing a guard to do it for him, he took a deep breath.

The pure white color of the building was dulled by the encroaching darkness, but lights generated from luminous stones made sure to banish most of it.

Conrad was also certain that the interior of the building was just as illuminated as the outside—if not more.

'… I'm ready!'

Grandmaster Conrad twisted the knob and opened the door steadily.

He was greeted by the inner beauty of the building.

Despite being very small, compared to the palace and the Otherworlders' living quarters—among other structures—within the Royal Estate, it made up for it with its charm.

The chandeliers on the ceiling glowed brilliantly, and the pure white allure of the building's walls and floors complemented the entire atmosphere.

It felt serene and pure.

Conrad's train of thought as he

was where

strengthened his resolve and hardened his gaze as he

Knox, and it seemed the old man was pretty tense as

Conrad, who kept most of his apprehension hidden under a mask of charismatic confidence, the old man's disturbed expression was

he hasn't picked a

it was obvious that Knox wasn't as… able… as he used

the burden of responsibility, it was better to choose one of his many

knew of one or two who

he has to do is present one to us, and we'll review the successor

in the Royal Council, if he chose a capable person, everyone

But first, I have

Guard was already standing in front of the door

quicken his pace, but out of

this Ralyks is…' Conrad regretted not asking for details from the Head Guard—or anyone who

running in

few moments later, Conrad found himself standing before the pure white

room, but it was more than enough to fit in a group of ten—perhaps twenty—who desired

Head Guard were going to be the ones

this time, prompting Conrad,

just as beautiful as every other part

had a small chandelier on the ceiling,

and the center table that separated the two sides of the 'U' shaped Sofas was also

in the room was this color…

'A-ahh…!'

as he saw the dark stain on the purity of the

the form of

wrapped in darkness, and his

his back on a couch while folding

move an inch when

Grandmaster's standing appeared before someone, they

went as far as

remained in his post

would be impossible to tell if