That wasn't just his imagination or overreaction, people lining up together with them were all conversing politely and exchanging rudimentary greetings while waiting their turn to have a few words with the monarch – but not a single person approached Zoemi and his group.
"It's either that people became a lot shyer from the last time I was at a similar party... or they got a lot ruder."
Elsby nodded to Benevirau and added on her own.
"Even if it's my fault for that turn of events, previously they at least had the guts to say that they feel disgusted by someone like me."
She shrugged her shoulders and snickered mockingly.
"Well, those ones here don't know that you are an assassin s there you have it."
"Eh...? What do you mean?"
Zoemi turned to Elsby and guessed completely serious, which took the jet-black-haired young woman aback.
"They aren't disgusted because they don't know you are an assassin."
