An Extra’s POV

Deafening silence.

The world within the hall fell into a total lull as the Patriarch of the Blanc House and the new head of the Verte House stepped inside.

Their steps were measured, but not cautious.

The two seemed to have an air of unquestionable authority and unchallenged confidence as they stepped into the den of the obvious enemies.

Fear or unease was absent in their gaze.

Once they had taken a few steps into the hall—with the second figure of darkness trailing after the female of the two Obsidian Councilors, the man who had opened the doors instantly vanished from his previous position and appeared beside the much older Councilor.

The door loudly shut behind them as they advanced to the center of the hall, where the table was waiting for them.

They said nothing.

Other than the few things that were spoken earlier, no word echoed from their tightly shut lips.

At least, not until they finally reached their respective seats.

"Greetings, everyone." Rebal Blanc said with a smile as he took the left position.

"Apologies for being late." Kara Verte stated as she too gracefully took her position to the right.

They both sat without any wariness or caution, not even bothering to observe their chairs before taking such an impulsive action.

Their observers didn't know what to make of that.

Were they really fools, or were they just that confident in their abilities?

It was uncertain.

Perhaps they simply trusted in their entourage that much. The two who guarded them appeared competent enough, after all.

face was hidden in dark armor, it was the assumption of many that whoever was inside the armor was

even as strong

armor, which was predominantly black, with silver designs

focused more on speed rather than pure defense. The armor was by no means light. It just seemed a bit more compact than the one

but to

there was the

that made the upper helm of his hood look like

darkened coat, with the hood of

resembled that of a veteran Adventurer, and everything about his gear showed he was someone

dark mask on his face, with crimson eyes glowing from within the holes for his

as the armored one, but it would be foolish not to recognize him

Kara, they wore regal outfits that best correlated with

greying hair and beards complimenting his color

on one hand, though it was more likely to be a weapon than

green gown, with dark jewelry coating multiple parts of her body. Despite her

to

problem. We weren't waiting for very long." Scylla smiled, responding to the

one spoke in response

is that the Triumvirate

gaze to look at everyone seated in

to the plan.' She stifled her

subordinates in the Royal Capital who

the outside world is blocked here, with only my device serving as the exception.'

Capital at all, and those in the Capital won't be

end, they were trapped

the loose ends… the entire

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is

from within his dark

troublesome ones are

on the traitors of the Obsidian Council, how they showed no shame or