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

where

hardened his gaze as he

Knox, and it seemed

apprehension hidden under a mask of charismatic

why he hasn't

obvious that Knox wasn't as…

it was better

or two who would be perfect for

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

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

But first, I have to

Area was right around the corner, and the Head Guard was already standing in front of

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

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

was running in

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

more than enough to

that only Conrad, Knox, and the Head Guard were going to be

door for them this time, prompting Conrad, Knox, and

of the Reception Area was just as

a small chandelier on the ceiling, with pure white visuals that occupied the

sofas were purely white, and the center table that separated the two sides of the 'U' shaped Sofas was

room was this color… except

'A-ahh…!'

dark stain on the

form of a seated

wrapped in darkness, and his crimson eyes glowed underneath his

seated comfortably, resting his back on a couch while

an inch when Conrad

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

even went as far

his post as if Conrad

it would be impossible to tell if he even saw