The main party hall that Cyril was entering was completely different from the one he had entered during the noble title ceremony. The main party hall was twice, no, three times as large. Therefore, as soon as he entered the room and walked into the hallway of the main hall, his brain told him not to get lost.
"You look unwell!"
General Adelman deliberately stopped in front of the door where the nobles were lining up to enter. An officer had confirmed the earlier invitation and asked him to wait.
"The room is full of nobles who are in the capital and also come from outside the capital, right?" Cyril could imagine the curious faces staring at him. The feeling those stares produced sent shivers down his spine.
General Adelman stuck out his tongue mockingly. "You don't know how to fight demons, but you're afraid of humans instead? Seriously!"
