บท 156: The First Pillar

Rokan did not mind showing off some of his strength as it would make his enemies treat him with a bit more caution.

An awkward mood was now set as no one had the courage to speak up and continue the discussion on the distribution of finances. 

"Can we resume the discussion with some more civility?" a calm voice interrupted the tense silence.

An elderly man dressed in robes made of the finest silk walked slowly into the room with a slew of servants following closely behind.

He seemed to be gliding over the jade floor of the conference room as his feet hovered slightly above the ground.

"That old monster is actually here," someone hissed in surprise.

Allen Bartelot was one of the pillars of the Federation and a man who was highly respected and feared among the upper nobility.