ToCF

Chapter 536-540

Silence filled the grand assembly hall.
However, it was more chaotic than ever.

There was no noise, but the gazes of the 101 people in this hall were showing many different emotions.
100 of them looked toward the back of the boy who was bowing.

'Shit.'

Chief Priest Gersey, one of those 100 people, subconsciously folded his fan and put his hand on his forehead.

'...Is that child saying this because he knows something?'

He quickly decided that he was wrong.

'No. What would he know? He's just acting according to his emotions.'

This action was brought on by useless convictions and bravery.
However, that action had turned into a fuse.

Chief Priest Gersey turned away from the boy and looked around the grand assembly hall.
It was hot.

The 96 noble awaiters.
It looked as if a small explosion would lead to tens, no, hundreds of other explosions.

Gersey then turned toward the other nobles.

'...This is bad.'

Count Mock and Count Hubesha.
Both of them were looking at Naru as if he was reckless, but they seemed to be drawn in by his actions and suggestion.
They were tired of living in hiding as well.

'But we can't let that happen.'

At least not right now.

Gersey and the White Star had a plan to pull forward their grand vision.
They were working hard right now to pull it up.
This 'festival' was the only time they could use to pull it up.

Gersey and the White Star looked at each other for a short moment.
Both of them realized that they were thinking about the same thing.

The White Star slowly opened his mouth to speak.
It was at that moment.

"That's right! There's no need for us to hide any longer!"

Flinch.

The White Star closed his mouth again and looked down at the ground.

Jump.

One person stood up.
He was one of the 96 noble awaiters.

"The Endable Kingdom is stronger than ever! There's no need to hide our strength and run away any longer!"

Count Mock started to speak.

"The noble awaiters do not have speaking rights. Please sit down."
"...I was just!"
"Please sit down. We will ignore the previous comments."

The person standing clenched his fists and sat down with his body shaking.
Count Mock looked toward the White Star and started to speak.

"Young master Naru, the envoy's suggestion seems quite appropriate, your majesty."

Color returned to the noble awaiter who had sat down.
It was the same for the other noble awaiters as well.

Chief Priest Gersey instantly realized what Count Mock was thinking.

'...Shit... He's greedy.'

Disputes and wars. All of them were great opportunities for this Dark Elf old man who was greedy for a higher position.

"However."

Count Mock continued to speak with an odd expression on his face.

"The Dark Elves were involved in a battle not too long ago. I'm not sure that we are capable of participating in another war."