Although he didn't know how much it might mend the father-son relationship, at least it could offer him some relief.
He wanted very much to find time to chat properly with Herbert, but now was evidently not the right moment.
Especially with the natural fear of the unknown welling up inside him, making him silent, not knowing what to do.
Thus, the Silver Wing Duke could only remain silent like everyone else.
And as the Witch Association and the Kingdom Alliance fell silent, the people from the Extreme Ice Sacred Land started to feel uneasy.
Those strong individuals with Demon traits twitched their mouths incessantly, glaring at members from other factions.
Speak!
Why aren't you saying anything!
How is everyone turning into mutes at a time like this?
They wanted to stay silent, but everyone couldn't stay silent, leaving Herbert all alone.
"Ahem!"
Finally, Arva coughed twice, narrowed his vertical pupils, gazed deeply at Herbert, and took the initiative to speak:
