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.

Guard interrupted Conrad's train of thought as he led him

where their

resolve and hardened his gaze as he followed

seemed the old man was pretty tense as

kept most of his apprehension hidden under a mask of charismatic confidence, the

wonder why he hasn't picked a

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

stressing himself with the burden of responsibility, it was better to choose

two who would be

one to us, and we'll review the successor before giving

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

again. But first,

Area was right around the corner, and the Head Guard

a prompt to quicken his pace, but out of regard for the old man, he

Conrad regretted not asking for details from the Head

running in

before

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

Conrad, Knox, and the Head Guard were going to be the ones inside—along with Ralyks, of course—that

them this time, prompting Conrad,

the Reception Area was just as beautiful as every other part of the Guest

ceiling, with pure white visuals that occupied the

purely white, and the center table that separated the two sides

the room was this color… except

'A-ahh…!'

nearly jumped as he saw the dark stain

the form

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

was seated comfortably, resting his back on a couch while folding his

move an inch when Conrad

standing appeared before someone,

as far

his post as if

glowing eyes, it would be impossible to tell if he even