The moment the battle erupted, every noble in the Capital was alerted.
And how could they not be, when the clash was on such a scale that it sent deep shivers through their bones and awakened an old sense of dread.
Leaving aside the Dukes who stood at the peak of Master rank, all the others were nothing more than frail and gaudy nobles. In front of such terrifying might, they could be crushed like insects without even realizing it.
At first, they thought Simon would handle everything.
In fact, many of them even supported the idea of ending this farce as quickly as possible so they could return to earning money. After all, they were partners in the crime as well.
But as the explosions continued without stopping, unease crept into their hearts.
"No… we can't go on like this."
"What if he loses?"
"That monster losing?"
"Are you insane?"
"I am very sane. It's a very tiny possibility, but we still need to act."
"But…"
