Chapter 68: The Ravenous Sword (4)
Everyone in the assessment tent, except for Gloria, couldn't even move their lips.
Their faces were sculpted by the deep astonishment that sprouted after Beelzebub's feat. And as the young man stood in the vista of the floating and dignified banner, he seemed like someone from an utterly different world.
He wasn't… a commoner like them… even if he was born as one, his place was above them.
Time ticked, yet no one felt like breaking this ostensibly impossible scene.
Perhaps, everyone wanted to see to what extent Beelzebub's talent stretched and whether he really would be able to keep the banner active for a day.
Unfortunately for them, sounds of commotion from the outside slipped inside their tent. A lot of gasps, whispers, and other incredulous voices knocked on the doors, then someone seemingly unexpected barged in — not for Beelzebub and Gloria, though.
