Several Minutes Ago.
The Lords' eting Room was covered in silence.
The only sound inside the massive hall ca from the livestream screens floating above the circular table. Flickers of light reflected across the faces of the Lords as they watched the battle continue inside the Great Dungeon.
No one spoke for several monts.
Even the Third Priest, who usually ignored everything unrelated to the World Tree, was staring at the screen with narrowed eyes.
"Lady Emily seems to be a Royal of a powerful Apex Species," Lord Sisyphus finally said.
Isaac smiled faintly after hearing that.
Lady Emily.
The fact that all of them had naturally started calling Emily that already revealed their conclusions. None of them believed Emily herself was simply an Apex species anymore.
They believed she was a Royal.
And in many ways, that status carried more weight than the species itself.
In the distant past, entire races possessed Apex-rank bloodlines. Those races stood above low, mid, and high rank species the sa way nobility stood above commoners. Their population was smaller, but their individual strength was terrifying.
Yet even among those Apex races, another category existed.
[Royal].
Royals possessed the purest bloodlines in their species. They were rulers, inheritors, and monsters born with authority engraved into their existence.
"I'm happy to hear your praises, but Emily simply possesses a powerful artifact," Isaac said humbly.
Lord Qizhal imdiately shook his head.
"Even with a powerful artifact, this level of taming ability is abnormal. I would assu the artifact has restrictions. Probability limits, affinity requirents, or perhaps compatibility conditions." His colorful feathers shifted slightly as he leaned forward with interest. "The fact that she is succeeding with every taming attempt says her affinity with it is extraordinarily high. The chances of her being a Royal are very high."
The room beca slightly awkward afterward.
Several Lords glanced at Lord Qizhal with strange expressions.
What he said was correct, but openly analyzing soone else's secrets like that was still rude.
Especially during a political gathering.
Lord Qizhal suddenly froze before his eyes widened.
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