Applause thundered.
Everyone was celebrating this moment of bestowed honor, and it was at this moment that Duke Phoenix noticed countless gazes. He suddenly looked up and found one familiar face after another in the witnessing crowd; they were smiling at him, nodding in acknowledgement.
It was them, those who swore in the war, those of the Stuart group.
This was the grant of Selyu; every family sent a representative, they were never absent.
As Arthur, for the first time, he felt the unknown, the unknown of Old Dunling, the unknown of Ingwig. He had never imagined that this power would be so strong and hidden so deeply. In that eerie feeling, he realized something.
"Was it you who chose Selyu?" he asked.
Yawei nodded.
"Everyone likes this girl, although she's a bit willful, but girls, you know..."
He spoke slowly, the ancient will connected them together, just like the Purification Mechanism that binds these madmen together.
