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

where

and hardened his gaze as he followed behind the

seemed the old man was pretty tense

most of his apprehension hidden under a mask

hasn't

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

with the burden of responsibility, it was better to choose one

knew of one or two who would

has to do is present one to us, and we'll

he chose

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

around the corner, and the Head Guard was already standing in front of the door that led

this as a prompt to quicken his pace, but out

wonder what kind of man this Ralyks is…' Conrad regretted not asking for details from

running in

later, Conrad found himself standing before the pure white entrance to the Reception

but it was more than enough to fit in a group of ten—perhaps

to be the ones

this time, prompting Conrad,

as beautiful as every other part

a small chandelier on the ceiling, with pure white

table that separated

the room was

'A-ahh…!'

dark

form of a seated

body was wrapped in darkness, and his crimson eyes glowed underneath

back

didn't even move an

of the Grandmaster's standing appeared before someone, they would stand

as far as

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

movements of his glowing eyes, it would be impossible to tell if