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.

interrupted Conrad's train of thought as he led him to the Reception

was where

as he

at Knox, and it seemed the

apprehension hidden under a mask of

he hasn't picked a successor

that Knox wasn't as… able… as he used to

was better to

or two who would be

present one to us, and we'll review the successor

he chose a capable

But first, I have to deal with this

and the Head Guard was

this as a prompt to quicken his pace, but out of regard for the

Conrad regretted not asking

was running

before the pure

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

Head Guard were going to be the ones

Head Guard opened the door for them this time, prompting Conrad, Knox, and finally

just as beautiful as every other part of the Guest

the ceiling, with pure white visuals that occupied the

sofas were purely white, and the center table that separated the two sides of the

was this color…

'A-ahh…!'

dark stain on the

the form of a seated

in darkness, and

was seated comfortably, resting his back on a couch

didn't even move an

standing appeared before someone, they would stand

as far as

this figure remained in his post as if Conrad didn't even

than the movements of his glowing eyes, it would be impossible to tell if he even saw them