Inside the hall, the strongest swordsman, Ya, was standing at the side. Several groups of people were approaching him from time to time. However, his responses were always limited to only short comments. Beyond that, he ignored them.
The man with long black hair actually didn't want to waste his time, which could be used to train instead, to attend this engagement party. However, he couldn't ignore the Layver Family. The former head of the Layver Family had once helped him, so after he received the invitation from the daughter of his friend, he decided to see the man Gyllena had chosen with his own eyes.
"Political..." He muttered, narrowing his eyes at the two figures who were dancing along the melody at the center of the hall.
It was an ideal outcome he wanted to see. He understood, though. That it was indeed the a fate most noblewomen had to face. A determined route.
