"————"
In the endlessly exploding Franzel family villa, the corridor where Reiger stood was unusually silent, giving off a feeling of deathly stillness.
Reiger felt a faint magic power fluctuation, and the air around him grew unnaturally stagnant as if this area was isolated from the outside world, ensuring that no one outside would notice whatever happened here.
"Barrier Magic?"
Reiger turned his gaze towards the group of people that appeared in front of him.
The group was small, about four people, all masked and dressed in some kind of standardized swordsman attire, resembling a band of wanderers or a group of assassins. They emitted an aura that was completely out of place here.