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

where their

strengthened his resolve and hardened his gaze as he followed behind the lively man in front of

at Knox, and it seemed the

a mask of charismatic

hasn't picked a successor

that Knox wasn't as… able… as he used

of responsibility, it was better to choose one

one or two who would be perfect for

present one to us, and

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

I'll bring it up again. But first, I have to deal with

around the corner, and the Head Guard was already standing

his pace, but out of regard for the old man, he maintained his steady

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

was running in

found himself standing before the

wasn't a very large room, but it was more than enough to fit in a group of ten—perhaps twenty—who desired to

going to be the ones inside—along with Ralyks, of course—that meant there was more than

this time, prompting Conrad, Knox, and finally the Head Guard

was just as beautiful as

a small chandelier on the ceiling,

table that separated the two sides of the 'U' shaped

room was

'A-ahh…!'

nearly jumped as he saw the dark stain on the purity of

form of

was wrapped in darkness, and his

his back on a couch while folding his

move an inch when Conrad

standing appeared before someone,

went as far

in his post as if Conrad didn't

movements of his glowing eyes, it would be impossible