As we arrived at the castle, we got off the carriage.
The sight of the royal palace up close is truly breathtaking. Its grandeur is awe-inspiring, every detail crafted with precision and care. The enormity of the palace is matched only by the presence of the guards stationed all around. It's a world where status and hierarchy are apparent in every glance, every gesture.
Nobles and high-ranking individuals walk with an air of importance, each accompanied by their own entourage of maids and guards. The social structure is intricately woven into the very fabric of this place, and as we make our way through, I'm reminded of the stark contrast between my own world and this one.
The palace stands as a beacon of power and history, a testament to the generations that have lived and ruled within its walls.
Suddenly, as we entered the royal palace, Loria and I headed to a different place. She looked at me with a worry in her face.
Maybe she goes to her room for a change. While I had to follow another maid and two guards that followed behind me.
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As I continue to walk through the palace, I can't help but be captivated by the opulence and grandeur that surrounds me. Every corner is adorned with intricate designs and lavish furnishings, showcasing the wealth and power of the royal family. Guards stationed at every door stand watch, a testament to the importance and exclusivity of the areas beyond.
My curiosity gets the better of me, and I steal a glance through one of the open doors. The room is expansive, with high ceilings and walls adorned with ornate tapestries. The individuals within are focused and busy, their expressions a mixture of concentration and determination. Piles of scrolls and paperwork cover tables, and the atmosphere hums with the intensity of work being done.
From what I can gather, these are the individuals who manage the affairs of the kingdom—scholars, advisers, diplomats, and officials from various backgrounds. Their presence in the palace signifies their roles in maintaining the nation's functionality and prosperity.
I catch sight of a guild master reporting to a royal huntsman, likely discussing matters related to dungeon exploration and monster hunting. Nearby, a knight is engaged in a conversation with another member of the royal court, discussing military strategies and concerns.
However, my attention is suddenly drawn to a group of individuals who stand out even in this distinguished setting. Clad in attire that suggests they are adventurers or warriors, they exude an air of power that's hard to ignore. Their auras are immense, hinting at their strength and experience.
These individuals are unlike the usual adventurers or guild members I've encountered. There's a certain gravitas about them—a sense that they're deeply involved in the affairs of the kingdom beyond simple quests or dungeon runs. I can't help but feel that their presence is tied to something significant, something beyond the surface.
As they converse with members of the royal court, it becomes clear that their role extends beyond that of mere adventurers. They might be key figures in the defense of the realm, strategic advisers, or even individuals with unique talents that warrant their involvement in high-stakes matters.
I could sense an immense aura from them.
"Don't tell me! Is that the legendary thirteen heroes!"
Intrigued by the group's presence and the sense of power emanating from them, I decide to focus my magic eyes, a skill honed through my experiences. With a mental shift, my vision sharpens, and I can perceive the auras of those around me more clearly.
As I cast my magical sight upon the group, the intensity of their auras becomes even more pronounced. It's as if they're surrounded by radiant energy, each individual's aura unique yet sharing a common thread of strength and purpose.
The colors of their auras vary, representing their different abilities and personalities. One individual radiates a fiery red, signifying a warrior's courage and determination. Another exudes a calming blue, suggesting a mage's wisdom and control over magic. There's an earthy green that hints at a deep connection to nature, and a vibrant gold that speaks of leadership and authority.
As I stood there, feeling a mixture of nervousness and awe, I couldn't help but notice the heroes' initial wariness. It seemed my lingering gaze had put them on edge, and I quickly realized that I needed to adjust my approach. In an attempt to appear harmless and non-threatening, I suddenly transformed my demeanor, pretending to be a carefree and innocent child. "I swear there is a demon gaze just now" one of the heroes explained that his instinct could detect a demon to his friends. He looked at me and I immediately, with a wide grin, I waved enthusiastically, hoping to evoke some positive response. However, my efforts were met with indifference, as the hero and their companions continued to ignore my attempts at interaction. It became evident that my disguise wasn't as endearing as I had hoped, and I began to feel a pang of self-consciousness, comparing myself to the charm of Elijah, no one would fall to a hideous kid like me.
As I contemplated the situation, a sense of urgency took over. Thoughts of Elijah flooded my mind, and I realized that time might be of the essence. Determination set in, and I resolved to address the matter at hand as fast as I could.