They were the newest versions of Eruhaben�s homemade magic bombs.

Beacrox would stay in Plavin Singten�s room in the name of guarding precious goods.
He would be there with the magic bombs that could easily destroy this Southern Tower.

�Heh.�

Cale subconsciously let out a short chuckle.
Of course, only Plavin and Ron heard that chuckle and Plavin ignored the goosebumps on his back as he continued to walk.

�It�s over here.�

They finally arrived on the seventh floor. Once they arrived at this place with many important people�

Screeeech.

The large fancy door started to open.

� Human! This is so shocking!

Cale was just as shocked as Raon.

�These rotten bastards! How could they!�

The seventh floor of the Southern Tower.
This entire floor was a large banquet hall.
The insides were decorated with gold, jewels, and fancy linen.
There were many tables with royalty, nobles, and high-ranking Alchemists drinking, eating, and chatting while enjoying the music.

In simple terms, they were slacking off.

�These crazy bastards!�

A large battle that could be called a civil war was about to start.
But the upper echelon was here fooling around?

� Human! I feel upset for some reason! I�m suddenly feeling so angry! I want to destroy everything here!

Cale wanted to destroy everything as well.
However, Cale�s eyes calmly looked around the banquet hall.

�I don�t see the core individuals.�

Cale recalled the descriptions of the core individuals he received from Sir Rex.

The Tower Master of the Southern Tower was not in the banquet hall.
There were some high-ranking Alchemists present, but the ones who were actually moving the forces were not here. JrNovels.com