Paragon Raizel observed Northern with intrigue, arms folded, a pleasant smile playing on his lips.
"Of course you do, you brat."
His smile widened, blooming like heavenly jade flowers—an inexplicably ethereal sight.
Northern, unfazed by the strange beauty in the man's expression, exhaled slowly before speaking.
"There's something about my ability... It's like a world of abilities—one that can accommodate other abilities."
His gaze swept over the gathered figures, measuring their reactions before continuing.
"But the best part is... it's not just a world that can accommodate abilities… it can accommodate humans too."
Silence followed. Paragon Raizel remained still, contemplating Northern's words before finally speaking.
"I assume that's where Sir Ilitis and Sir Bairan just emerged from?"
Northern nodded.
"Yes."
He paused, then continued.
