The two of them stopped at the center of the hall.
All of the people in the circle of seats were looking at them.
Crown prince Alberu was wearing a fancy gold and white outfit while Cale Henituse was wearing a black uniform that showed off his red hair.
The two of them were so different than it was clearly visible.
The whispers slowly died down and silence filled the hall.
Alberu Crossman started to smile after looking around the hall.
'Crazy bastard.
He says that he doesn't need power? He'll let go of everything after the war? And he was even willing to swear on it.'
He lightly clenched and then unclenched his tingling hand.
'He always does things beyond my expectations.'
Cale was giving off an aura that was making his palms tingle. He could not see it, but he could feel the oppressive aura coming off of Cale.
It was affecting everybody in the hall.
'This is the true Cale Henituse.'
The person who never wanted to put any attention on himself and only wanted money was finally showing his true self. The crown prince could not help but smile.
'If he is being serious, then I just have to be serious enough to match it.'
The crown prince gave up a part of his role for the day. He decided to play along with whatever Cale decided to do.
It would not be hard to do that.
On the other hand, there was someone who was facing a difficult situation.
"Mm."
Marquis Sand Ailan. He let out a groan.
The man who was known for having a stoic expression did not seem to be doing well.
He did not expect that his expression would change, not because of the smiling crown prince Alberu Crossman, but because of Cale Henituse.
'...I thought that he would still be a child, even if he received that position.'
He was not a child.
Then what was he?
Marquis Sand Ailan was more sensitive to a person's aura because he was a martial artist. He believed that a person's aura gave off their life story.
However, Cale Henituse was giving off a king or a ruler's aura that was stronger than even Alberu Crossman's aura, someone who had grown up primed to become king.
He was giving off an aura that made the Marquis believe that Cale would not cower even against a Dragon's Dragon Fear, which was known to be the strongest aura in the world.
'I feel like I am being dominated by his aura.'
As a highest-grade expert, his extremely sensitive intuition was going off.
Of course, Cale would have applauded if he knew what the Marquis was thinking about. This was because Cale was using the Dominating Aura to its fullest after eating a feast in the palace.
Marquis Ailan, who did not know this, focused his gaze on Cale.
Alberu started to speak at that moment.
"It's been a while since so many people have gathered together."
He was no longer using the formal tone to speak to them as it was confirmed that he would be the next king. Marquis Ailan saw the brightly smiling crown prince and pushed on his temple with his finger.
He had an ominous feeling about this.
The crown prince only smiled like this when he had the advantage.
Alberu started to walk.
"I should go to my seat as well, however."
He stopped walking and turned around.
"It doesn't seem like there is a seat for our Commander?"
There was no seat for Cale in the room.
This was done by Duke Orsena's central faction.
It was a petty move.
The nobles would sit while the person being interrogated would stand. You could even call it the beginning of the fight for power.
"Ahem."
Duke Granike Orsena could not hide his discomfort. He observed the crown prince, who knew that he had done this but had not said anything until now.
He then made eye contact.
Cale Henituse. He was directly looking at the Duke.
"I don't have a hobby of chatting while standing."
Cale's gaze slowly looked around the hall. The nobles understood his intent after looking at his gaze.
He was looking down at them.
"But this isn't bad."
Cale started to smile for the first time as if he enjoyed looking down on them like this.
One of the southeast region's nobles made eye contact with Cale. He then started to shout as soon as Cale's gaze left him.
"I, I heard you were trash! I see that your personality has not changed."
"Shut up."
"Excuse me?"
The noble looked toward the leader of his faction.
Marquis Sand Ailan had a rare frown on his face as he glared at the noble.
"I told you to shut your mouth."
"Marquis-nim?"
The Marquis turned his gaze away.
"Can't you see the look in the eyes of the northeast region's nobles?"
"Excuse me?"
The noble had never seen the Marquis talking so much. That was why he also looked toward the northeast region's faction. He could hear the Marquis's voice at that moment.
"All of their eyes are focused on Cale Henituse."
"...Do you think that they are scared?"
'Like me?'
He did not say that part out loud.
He could see the Marquis starting to sigh. It seemed as if the Marquis was saying that this noble still had a long way to go. The Marquis started to speak once the noble cowered after seeing the Marquis's gaze once again.
"It is not fear but respect."
"Excuse me?"
Marquis Sand Ailan realized that the northeast region did not gather around Count Deruth, but actually around his son, Cale Henituse. They seemed to be gathered together by something tighter than power or greed.
"...Looks like we will need to give up on the northeast region."
He slowly calmed himself and started to speak.
"I'm just glad it ended with the northeast region."
It was extremely lucky that only the northeast region gathered around Cale Henituse. If he had not realized it through this incident, the entire kingdom may have been eaten up by him.
Someone with that type of atmosphere around them was bound to draw people in. Even if they don't mean to do so, they will draw in more and more people.
'He is either going to gulp up another faction or increase his influence. I'm certain of it.'
Marquis Sand was thankful that he was now aware of it, giving him a chance to stop it before it got too severe.
However, there was an issue with his line of thought.
