Guests arrived one after the other, each holding an imposing aura. Arthur counted every single one, estimating their strength, despite the no-mana zone that made it more challenging. If he was going into a fight, then he needed intel.
"Those sitting on the third row are the Vice-Commander, followed by the captains," explained Lyle to Arthur, but the explanation didn't make sense. The two of them were sitting on the fifth, despite Lyle becoming a Vice-Commander after arresting his grandfather. "Those are for the pure-blood."
"Pure-blood?"
"Relatives of the nobles and the royal family," said Lyle without much emotion. It seems that the separation did not bother him. "The fourth row is for the pure-blood captains. The fifth is for the common-blood Vice Commanders, and you get the rest."
"What about the first and the second?"
"The first row is for the imperial family, and the second is for the Trinity Members," answered Lyle. "Once they enter the room, bow your head down."
