On the third floor of the Ichrite Cardmaker's Association, a spacious atrium encircled by floor-to-ceiling glass windows allowed an expanse of natural light to flood in, giving the entire floor a vivid daylight feel.
A deep-sea blue carpet ran through the center of the atrium, with myriad category-specific display cases on either side, as well as desks for administrative work and conversation areas.
Lanci and Hyperion had just emerged from the stairwell.
Their attention was inevitably drawn to a prominent sight up ahead.
This floor seemed sparse with people but one area stood out sharply -
A conversation area furnished with comfortably spacious sofas, where a young man with light gold hair was sitting. Dressed unremarkably, he was surrounded by several senior executives of the Cardmaker's Association, much like stars surrounding the moon.
The young man's quiet yet confident demeanor made him all the more attention-grabbing.
