A figure stepped through the doorway.
Elderly man. Immaculate black suit. Gold hair slicked back perfectly.
Every movement is precise.
[Rank 7 Beast Tamer]
The air shifted.
Pressure building.
Not as heavy as Marcus's aura.
But sharp. Refined. Dangerous.
Like a blade wrapped in silk.
Marcus's eyes narrowed.
"And you are?"
The butler smiled.
Thin. Cold.
"Just a servant of the Rei Family."
He glanced at Alex through the interrogation room window.
"Handling disciplinary matters."
Marcus stepped forward.
"The boy was provoked."
His voice firm.
"Ethan humiliated him publicly."
The butler's smile widened.
"Provoked?"
He laughed.
Light. Mocking.
"How fascinating."
Walked closer.
"A nobody with an F-rank slime..."
"Dares to feel 'provoked' by his betters?"
His eyes glinted.
"Perhaps that's the real problem."
"Not knowing one's place."
Marcus's jaw tightened.
"That doesn't justify—"
"Justify?"
The butler cut him off.
"Mr. Marcus, please."
