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

strong as the

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

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

everyone had no choice but to narrow their gaze in

was the

the upper helm of

of the darkened coat, with the hood of that

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

a dark mask on his face, with crimson

presence as the armored one, but it would be

and Kara, they wore regal outfits that best

hair and beards complimenting his

was more

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

to

for very long." Scylla smiled,

one spoke in

matters right now is that the Triumvirate

traced her violet gaze to look at everyone seated in the

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

Capital who

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

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

the end, they were trapped

of all the loose ends… the entire Alliance will be

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is the

Rey observed everyone from within his dark mask, he narrowed his

troublesome ones are

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