Ignoring his own blood.
The highborn son, who maintained his etiquette, made Jason vigilant.
He didn't know what had happened to the embassy, why it was filled with strangeness everywhere.
But he knew no amount of caution was wrong when facing an unknown bizarreness.
Gerard was the same.
The sword was drawn, and the surrounding attendants were as if facing a great enemy.
But Dennise, hiding behind Jason, blended into the crowd, looked around seriously before whispering back:
"It's fine."
"It's just bleeding."
The voice was very soft, inaudible under normal circumstances.
But at that moment, it was very clear.
Not only did Jason hear it, Gerard heard it, the people around heard it, but the highborn son also heard it.
"Bleeding?"
"Thank you for letting me know."
"I think it's just a minor matter, it won't..."
Thud.
The highborn son wanted to say something more but collapsed to the ground.
