Unknowingly, the group had already reached the end of the road, and in front of them stood the steel-forged main hall.
This palace was completely different from the usual style of the Northern Nobility. It lacked the so-called luxury of the nobles and was instead filled with a simple and straightforward aesthetic of violence, giving a strong sense of visual impact and oppression. It made mere mortals shiver before its doors, deeply feeling their own insignificance.
Frederick turned to observe these carefully selected youths, only to find that Anthony seemed to be distracted again.
"Everyone, snap out of it."
"What you are about to see is the one and only master of this land."
He actually had high hopes for this youth called "Anthony."
