Lyon had no choice but to accept the protocol for now. He ate merrily with the others despite the latter being put in a tight spot. The monster was happily smiling while the looming danger that one sip from a wrong glass could send them all to the brink of non-existence.
"In a week," said Cecile.
"Huh?" Zet raised his eyebrows.
"We are going to that place in a week," said Cecile.
Despite never attending a single meeting from the famous summit, she controlled the situation quite easily. Leading the conversation as if it was natural for her. However, none of the three great families dare to speak back. Because she was Cecile and also because she was that man's wife.
"A week, huh," muttered Ivy. "There is also a competition coming up in about a month from now. You know, the Heaven Rookie Tournament."
