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.

Though their face was hidden in dark armor, it was the assumption of many that

strong as

which was predominantly black, with silver designs all around it, this person was coated in

was by no means light. It just

no choice but to narrow

was the second

a dark hooded coat, with a design that made the upper helm of his hood

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

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

his face, with crimson eyes glowing from within the

presence as the armored one, but it would be foolish

Rebal and Kara, they wore regal outfits that best

in an all-white suit, with his greying hair and beards complimenting

hand, though it was more likely to be a

hand, had a lime green gown, with dark jewelry coating multiple parts of

seemed to radiate pure

waiting for very long." Scylla

one spoke in

now is that

grin widened as she traced her violet gaze to look at everyone

plan.'

in the Royal Capital who were in wait could now make their

outside world is blocked here, with only my device serving

and those in the Capital won't

they

all the loose ends… the entire Alliance

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is the

from within his dark mask, he narrowed his

ones are here,

the Obsidian Council, how they showed no shame or discomfort even when Rebal was