Bab 253: Style of the Old Ages

Reve looked at the four of them.

They were too intimidated to look back at him which made him sigh, 'I am not a tyrant, am I?'

Even his mask was plain, so what were they scared off. 

His voice was as cute as a puppy's bark…

'Damn, now I feel offended. I'm not fricking scary!'

Sighing once again, Reve faced the four people, "Dorian, Ryana, Herry, Karl."

"Yes, Kimon."

"You have gained power far beyond your understanding. Your true name has been decided. Azur, Haeven, Daimon, Rath. You shall form the pillars of the tribe and lead the others.  While I'm away, I shall task you with protecting our dealings with the other organizations."

"Azur and Rath. You shall be responsible for collecting our income from the Black Market and safeguarding it. You shall be the face of the tribe when I'm away. Do not participate in any social event, unless you have my approval."

"Haeven, you are to focus on only tasks related to Marya."