An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

In the northern part of Millsburg, the headquarters of the Hero Alliance stood prominently. This alliance consisted of affluent and profligate young noble scions from West Lucozia who had come together.

Their interactions were characterized by shared interests. In times of trouble, they offered mutual assistance. They possessed considerable influence that deterred most from challenging them. In their social circle, their call resonated with a resounding response.

Within the assembly hall of the Hero Alliance, a group of extravagant profligates embraced their companions. They were immersed in a combination of drinks and dance. Various tables were adorned with unmentionable substances.

As the festivities continued, some of them even leaned down, inhaling the mysterious white powder on the tables.

Their bodies trembled instantly. Their pupils dilated. Their faces were filled with ecstasy as their mouths adorned with foolish smiles. It was as though they had entered a hallucinatory realm and were unable to extricate themselves.

The scene unfolded as a chaotic blend of men and women indulged in either the white powder or participating in lewd activities. This wasn’t merely a gathering hall. It resembled more of a den of profligacy.

“Mr. Linden! Something’s not right!”

a guy in white rushed in, looking

I have to tell you to call me

a woman beneath him. This man was Aster Linden, the president of the Hero Alliance. He was

a disaster! A major disaster!” the man in

broke into the Hero Alliance, kidnapped Mr. Vern, and is heading this way. What

“Hmm?”

his brow, suddenly sitting

Hero

really powerful. Our

in white swallowed nervously. If he hadn’t run fast, he’d likely be in the same

cause trouble on our turf. Even if

Aster slammed the table.

“Stop fooling

one shout, most of the profligates snapped out of their stupor. The few still laughing foolishly were rewarded with a couple of slaps from Aster, bringing them

“Grab your weapons!”

hesitate,