A commotion could be seen at the gatekeepers’ side.

Watching that, I quietly waited.

Gubong, however, seemed restless, but it didn’t matter.

I had his arm firmly in my grip, ensuring he couldn’t run away.

“Sir… What is this—?!”

He was flustered by my restraint, but I had my reasons.@@novelbin@@

“You never know. You might try to run off. Just a precaution, you see.”

“…Where exactly would I even run off to all of a sudden…?”

“Who knows?”

And besides—

“If you do run, it’s not like I can’t catch you, but… that’s just too much of a hassle.”

“...”

My frankness made Gubong’s expression instantly sour.

As we were engaging in what could barely be called an argument—

* "Huh, what’s that?"

* "...Why are they here…?"

The already cold and tense atmosphere sank even further.

Fear etched itself onto everyone’s faces. The people nearby suddenly parted, making way.

It was voluntary, but their movements were closer to fleeing than anything else—an obvious aversion to getting too close.

The unnatural, stiff air hung heavily over them.

And through the path they had cleared—

Thud—!

Someone was approaching.

A flag swayed atop a tall staff, accompanied by a dozen or so individuals walking beneath it.

I tilted my head as I looked at them.

‘They’re different.’

It wasn’t the white-clad family I saw yesterday.

They were the complete opposite, clad in pitch-black.

The peculiar thing was that all of them had their faces covered, making their appearances unrecognizable.

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