�Shit.�

Chief Priest Gersey, one of those 100 people, subconsciously folded his fan and put his hand on his forehead.

��Is that child saying this because he knows something?�

He quickly decided that he was wrong.

�No. What would he know? He�s just acting according to his emotions.�

This action was brought on by useless convictions and bravery.
However, that action had turned into a fuse.

Chief Priest Gersey turned away from the boy and looked around the grand assembly hall.
It was hot.

The 96 noble awaiters.
It looked as if a small explosion would lead to tens, no, hundreds of other explosions.

Gersey then turned toward the other nobles.

��This is bad.�

Count Mock and Count Hubesha.
Both of them were looking at Naru as if he was reckless, but they seemed to be drawn in by his actions and suggestion.
They were tired of living in hiding as well.

�But we can�t let that happen.�

At least not right now.

Gersey and the White Star had a plan to pull forward their grand vision.
They were working hard right now to pull it up.
This �festival� was the only time they could use to pull it up.

Gersey and the White Star looked at each other for a short moment.
Both of them realized that they were thinking about the same thing.

The White Star slowly opened his mouth to speak.
It was at that moment.

�That�s right! There�s no need for us to hide any longer!�

Flinch.

The White Star closed his mouth again and looked down at the ground.

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