The crowd was silent as they heard his words, all eyes turning to the balcony high above. Of course, they couldn't see anything, but the tension between Arthur and the Ancient One was unmistakable.
"Sixty thousand golds, if you may," a voice, as ancient and flawless as a river coming down from heaven, came from the balcony. A hand reached out and grabbed the railing as a man appeared.
Arthur was taken by surprise because the man, just like his voice, was young. However, from his appearance, Arthur estimated that he was still in his twenties, almost the same age as the Knight of Nobility. In addition, the man had long hair that he tied using a hairpin.
'This man looks anything but ancient,' Arthur thought to himself as the man met his eyes. They were almost blood-like, and the blood looked to be flowing. Furthermore, his pale complexion and youthful appearance uneased Arthur for some reason, as if this was just a facade.
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