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

strong

Blade's bulkier armor, which was predominantly black, with silver designs all around it,

armor was by no means light. It just seemed

everyone had no choice but to narrow their

was the second

design that made the upper helm of his hood look like two horns

on top of the darkened coat, with the hood of that one having a red fur-like design, and the inner

that of a veteran Adventurer, and everything about his gear showed he was someone who preferred being

had a dark mask on his face, with crimson eyes glowing

as much of a presence as the armored one, but it would be foolish not

regal

an all-white suit, with his greying hair and

on one hand, though it was more likely to

lime green gown, with dark jewelry coating multiple parts

to

very long." Scylla smiled,

in

matters right now is that the Triumvirate has

traced her violet gaze to look at everyone

as planned. Everything is going according to the plan.' She stifled her laughter

the Royal Capital who were in wait could now make

outside world is blocked here, with only my device serving

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

the end, they

care of all the loose ends… the entire Alliance

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is the Dark

from within his dark mask, he narrowed his

of the troublesome ones

the Obsidian Council, how they showed