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In a grand hall, people in luxurious clothes were chatting amongst themselves.
"May I have your attention, please?" a slim, middle-aged man on a stage said, raising his wine glass.
The chatter in the hall slowly died down as all the nobles present turned to look at the man.
"Thank you for your time, gentlemen. As we have all gathered here to celebrate my son's coming-of-age ceremony, I sincerely thank all of you who took your precious time to attend."
A noble from the audience raised his wine glass and chuckled. "Count, what are you saying? We had to come after all, as you were the one to invite us."
The other nobles nodded, their faces beaming with smiles.
"Haha..." Count Elion chuckled, his eyes scanning the room. His smirk widened when he noticed Bennett sitting in a corner, surveying the gathering with a cold expression.
