Zion's eyes squinted as he continued to watch them. It was a good thing that he had decided to come here. For some reason, he had a hunch to keep an eye around the palace and people living around in the capital city. After all, he could only find the person who could fit his description of the murderer at this place.
Just then, another person entered the scene who ran through the corridor as if he were a little kid who loved running around the house, and he hit the brakes when he entered the throne room and frowned after looking at all these people. He was a teenager with long white hair and blue-colored robes over his body, looking like an elegant prince. Then he turned to look at Odina and asked in the tone of innocent youth, "Who are these two people, sister?"
