"Did you find out?"
Ponya sneered.
Kesavi merely dug at his ear, looking disdainful.
William's expression was cold and solemn.
As if he was indifferent to everything.
"'Key'!"
"The 'key' of the 'Nightless City'!"
"You all want to acquire this 'key'!"
"According to the previous traditions of the 'Nightless City', you cannot obtain this 'key', so you orchestrated everything!"
Aemon said.
"'Key'?"
"Indeed, you don't know anything."
"It should be referred to as 'Authority'!"
"It is..."
"Alright, stop."
Ponya, with a touch of sarcasm, was correcting the errors in Aemon's words, but before he finished, William interrupted him.
Dressed in a black military uniform lined with gold, William was a young man with an impeccable face and a straight posture.
However, this young man was the Speaker.
Ponya and Casavi were Vice Speakers.
This young man looked down at Aemon.
"I gave you a chance."
The opponent said this.
Aemon was a bit puzzled.
Then the young man laughed.
