"This is Milena Orleans from the Orleans family," Arabel said. "And unlike Arslan and , she is an heiress and a direct descendant of the main Orleans family."
"Oh!" was all Idan could say, walking slowly towards the people waiting for them.
"The Orleans family is from another continent. They moved to this continent after the disaster and worked closely with our family," Arabel explained, following him.
"Let's discuss this later," Idan suggested, approaching the building.
"Mm," Arabel mumbled, understanding the situation.
Before reaching the crowd of about five ters, Idan stopped and looked around the audience once more.
There were Milla, Arslan, the military, representatives of the Association, judging by their clothes, and unknown awakened ones, among whom Milena Orleans stood out. Idan's gaze lingered on her longer than on the others, and Arabel did not miss it.
"Does she really have beautiful legs?" Arabel asked through a ntal link.
"Yes, she has beautiful legs," Idan nodded, agreeing with her, and imdiately froze. Without thinking, he fell into Arabelle's trap and imdiately felt the hostile gaze directed at him from behind.
Cursing himself, Idan decided to ignore Arabel for the mont.
"I didn't know I had beco so famous, — Idan grinned, looking at the audience, getting used to the role of Ethan Goldwing, the young master. "Even the leader of the Defenders Guild himself, the famous Arslan Morgan from the Morgan family, ca to greet . It is a great honor for !"
Arabel, standing behind, had her right eye twitching as she listened to Idan's words.
On the other hand, everyone around was also appreciating Idan. And, to be honest, most of the guys here didn't like him at first glance. As for the won, they were curious about his handso appearance.
Unlike him, his two companions did not arouse the sa interest from the others. The won looked at Ned and imdiately lost interest in him, noticing his unusual appearance. And the guys, seeing Arabel's disguise, also lost interest, because she was not very beautiful. Compared to her, Milla looked much more attractive.
"Ha, make no mistake, young man," said the representative of the Association. "Do you know why you were invited here?"
"Well, I found out from little Milla that you were looking for ," Idan said, glancing at Milla. Surprised by his words, she lowered her head, clearly embarrassed. After a short pause, Idan continued: "And you searched so badly that you couldn't find either or my subordinate. It makes wonder: have you really tried?"
Saying these words, Idan kept his eyes on the people present, trying to catch their reaction. He was deliberately a little arrogant, not always reasonable, but he tried not to go too far.
Imdiately, Idan noticed the displeasure on the faces of several awakened ones. They looked down on him, not knowing who he was. However, Arslan, Milena, and two other awakened ones remained unperturbed, as did the military.
"Was Kraus really that important that so many people were involved in this case because of his disappearance?" Idan asked himself. Then, rembering Kraus's connection to the mysterious New People Guild and mysterious existence, Idan worried that perhaps soone connected to them was trying to find Kraus.
"It looks like these mysterious forces have more influence, since they were able to attract so many people," he thought.
"Enough!" — Arslan's firm voice sounded, and everyone who wanted to respond to Idan's provocation froze.
Arslan fixed his gaze on Idan, and it was noticeable that the latter's words did not hurt him much, but they did not like him either. Looking directly into Arslan's eyes, Idan noticed the strangeness in his gaze.
"Let's talk inside," Arslan said, taking one last look at Idan, turned around and entered the building. All the awakened ones and the staff of the Association followed him.
Milla also glanced at Idan and Ned and followed Arslan.
Idan shrugged his shoulders and, without hesitation, followed everyone. The military went after Idan's group.
"And the future brother-in-law is good!" said Idan ntally, and Arabel, hearing this, was embarrassed.
By this ti, Arabel had already recovered a little, but the desire to talk to her brother had not disappeared. On the contrary, it only intensified, and she was looking forward to telling him that she was alive and back.
Arabel thought about it as she followed Idan. Her younger brother had changed so much since they hadn't seen each other. It was noticeable that many people respected Arslan, and just one word from him silenced everyone.
Everyone was invited to a spacious room where there was a round table for a eting.
The participants were divided into several groups: the military, staff, and representatives of the Association gathered separately, while the awakened ones were divided into four groups. Idan imdiately realized that the leaders of the four guilds and their mbers were gathered here.
Arslan represented his own Guild of "Defenders".
To Idan and Arabel's surprise, Milena Orleans turned out to be the leader of another guild, the "Untouchables".
The other two leaders, "Wings of Freedom" and "Red Sails", were young n. The leader of the "Wings of Freedom" stood out with his blond hair, which attracted attention, as did Arslan's red hair. And the leader of the "Red Sails" had short black hair and wore a red bandana with a pattern of the lower part of the skull.
The Leaders of all the groups took their places around the table, while the rest settled down behind their leaders.
In Idan's group, Arabel pushed Idan to take a seat, and she and Ned settled right behind him.
Idan, still trying to get used to the role of the young master, sat down impressively and even put his legs on the table, crossing them. None of those present liked it. But for so reason, looking at their reactions, Idan felt strangely satisfied. It was as if all his actions that went beyond the usual gave him so unusual pleasure.
The conversation began with a speech by a representative of the Awakened Association, who played the role of diator, as did the military.
First, a representative of the Association, a representative of all those present. As Idan guessed, he was right. All the Leaders of four of the five Guilds present in the city were here.
Since the leader of the "Queens" Guild was out of town, its mbers decided not to interfere in what was happening. From the very beginning, they were here to support Arslan and his Defenders Guild. Therefore, they left Arslan to deal with this situation on his own.
"On the other hand, Mr. Ethan Goldwing, you are a Natural Awakened of the Golden Rank. You are not a mber of any Guild and currently do not represent any power. Am I right?" the representative of the Association asked, having carefully studied all available information about Ethan Goldwing.
"In general, you're right, except for one thing," Idan replied.
"And which one exactly?" the representative of the Association asked, wanting to get more accurate information.
"The information that I do not represent any force is inaccurate," Idan said calmly, looking around the audience with a smile. "As you can see, I am not alone, I already have several loyal subordinates. Currently, like these four, I do not have a registered Guild, but I have already started the process of creating one. It's only a matter of ti before I register my Guild and beco its leader. I even ca up with a na for my Guild. You can put it on the record, and this will be the first ti it will be ntioned."
Everyone in the room was dismayed by Idan's statent. Even Arabel froze at his words. She hadn't expected this turn of events. Although they were planning to create their own Guild, and the System had already given them a corresponding task, they hadn't discussed it together yet.
"Idan says he's already thought of a na for our Guild, but hasn't discussed it with ?" thought Arabel, and her mood soured slightly.
"Belle, I'm sorry. I didn't even think about it. I just decided to improvise a bit and give a little boost by ntioning that we will have our own Guild in the future. As for the na, I just ca up with it by taking the first na that ca to mind," Arabel heard Idan's words through a ntal link.
"What's the na?" Arabel asked imdiately, her mood brightening when she realized that Idan was just improvising.
"Heh, heh, heh, — Idan said with a smile. When everyone was quiet for a while, he decided to share his idea of a na for the future Guild: "Aren't we helping Nemo achieve the so-called Throne of the World King and beco a real World King in Junonia? I thought, why don't we na our Guild "Kingdom"? And beco the King and Queen of our own Guild?"
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