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.

of a seasoned warrior. Though their face was hidden in dark armor, it was the assumption of many that whoever was

strong as the Obsidian

armor, which was predominantly black, with silver designs

armor was by no means light. It just seemed a bit more compact than the one

no choice but to narrow

there was the second

coat, with a design that made the upper helm of his hood look like two horns were

hood of that one having a red fur-like design, and the inner

Adventurer, and everything about his gear showed

his face, with crimson eyes glowing

didn't have as much of a presence as the armored one,

regal outfits

in an all-white suit, with his greying hair and beards complimenting his color choice to the

on one hand, though it was more likely

had a lime green gown, with dark jewelry coating multiple parts of her body. Despite her naturally cute appearance, there was nothing

to

it's no problem. We weren't waiting for very long." Scylla smiled,

in

right now is that the

she traced her violet gaze to look

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

who were

Communication from the outside world is blocked here, with only my device serving as

and

the end, they

all the loose ends…

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this is the

within his dark mask, he

troublesome ones

of the Obsidian Council, how they showed no shame or discomfort even when Rebal was standing right next to