The tavern remains unusually quiet for several long seconds.
Even the bard who had been playing in the corner lowers his instrument without saying a word.
It isn't necessarily fear but it feels more like everyone knows they shouldn't get involved.
More of a reason to keep my eyes on the three demons that just entered through the front doors.
Each one wears the same long black coat with that crimson emblem stitched across the chest.
None of them appear to be in a hurry.
Their boots echo softly against the wooden floor as they make their way deeper into the tavern.
Almost everyone avoids looking directly at them.
Interesting. I didn't think I'd get to see some sort of separate organization inside of the demon realms.
And they seem to have quite the influence over the people in this kingdom based off of all the reactions I'm seeing.
I glance toward Alice.
Unlike everyone else, she hasn't changed her expression in the slightest.
