'With everything happening outside, the Rulman Household can't afford to remain silent. They have to act… or else…' Souta chuckled inwardly.
He knew this move was forced. If the Rulman Household stayed quiet amid the growing turmoil, it would only draw suspicion. Acting now was necessary. To project strength, to deceive the public, and to mislead the factions watching them from the shadows.
Souta glanced at the main building.
'Well… I'll enjoy this.'
Inside the main building, the elders had once again gathered for a meeting.
"My son isn't mature enough to handle a situation like this!" Wresho said, his voice filled with resistance. He was firmly against sending his son out.
"It's merely a show," one elder replied calmly. "He doesn't need to do anything. He'll enter the dungeon, stay for a while, then leave. There's no need for him to explore it."
"That's right, Elder Wresho," another elder added. "This is simply to demonstrate that the Matriarch is still present."
