Arin walked through the large doors into the dining hall.
The room was bright, illuminated by golden chandeliers hanging from above.
The walls were beautifully decorated and everything in the hall was radiating grandeur and elegance.
The air was filled with the rich aroma of roasted meat and spices, making the atmosphere heavy yet strangely inviting.
At the center of the hall was a long, polished wooden table that was shining under the golden light.
Around it sat people who looked important, dressed in fine armor and robes. Among them, Arin quickly spotted familiar faces—Elias, Roy, and Paul.
But one man caught his attention, someone unfamiliar.
This man didn't appear to be a Paladin or anyone from the Church.
His attire spoke of nobility—he wore luxurious clothes with silver patterns and a shining ring on his finger.
His sharp eyes fixed on Arin the moment he entered, studying him like an examiner scanning a candidate.
