Fireworks performance, song and dance shows, even the dinner Ronald had somewhat been looking forward to.
The entire banquet, under Luna's unwavering gaze, proved even more torturous for Ronald than previous ones.
Ronald's mind was filled with the 'secret' he had just learned.
Even though he had no such intention personally, it was difficult for him to maintain his composure in this peculiar situation.
Thus, after the dinner was over.
Costate, noticing something was off with Ronald, spoke up:
"Sir, are you feeling unwell?"
"You seemed out of sorts the entire evening, not even reacting when Il arrived. Do you... need my assistance?"
"..."
Prompted by Costate, Ronald finally lifted his head to look.
Directly opposite their group of Grid guests, Il and several elite Nicoss nobles were engrossed in lively conversation, attracting quite a few admiring glances.
With Ronald's keen hearing, he could even catch snippets of their conversation.
