Silence settled over the Council Hall after the Count's declaration.
The massive round table remained surrounded by the highest-ranking members of House Evergrey.
High Board Nobles.
Elders.
Senior advisers.
Each of them quietly exchanged glances before slowly nodding.
One after another...
They accepted the Count's decision.
No one voiced any objection.
House Ashenlocke had been on a noticeable rise which seemed to be too quickly.
The Phantom Rolls.
The Colt 1911.
The Bake 1945 – E-V 26 MK.II.
Each invention had pushed House Ashenlocke higher while House Evergrey remained standing in place.
If this continued...
The balance that was already crashing between the two Gun Alchemist families would eventually disappear.
The Count calmly swept his gaze across everyone seated before him.
Then...
His eyes stopped on two figures standing quietly behind the High Board.
Both appeared no older than fourteen.
A young man.
A young woman.
