The peaceful evening hours held the grand sitting hall of the massive mansion in a state of absolute quiet, with the warm, golden light from the large chandeliers overhead reflecting beautifully across the polished marble floorboards. Our entire group had gathered together within the spacious room, seeking a moment of comfortable rest and relaxation after the long, intense events that had taken place throughout the day. We sat comfortably on the large, plush velvet sofas and heavily cushioned chairs that were arranged neatly around the center of the hall, the gentle silence of the environment enveloping us completely as we enjoyed each other's quiet company. Little Salphy was resting peacefully nearby, her small hands resting in her lap as she looked around the grand room with a calm, content expression, while Elphyete sat gracefully right beside her, her long hair catching the soft amber glow of the lights. The rest of our classmates and companions were scattered across the spacious sitting area, some leaning back with their eyes closed while others simply watched the gentle flickering of the small decorative lanterns placed along the walls. The atmosphere was completely safe, secure, and serene, providing a perfect sanctuary for all of us to unwind completely within the luxurious confines of the grand estate.
The comfortable silence that filled the expansive hall was slowly and naturally broken when King Nishighi shifted his weight in his grand, high-backed wooden chair, turning his commanding and majestic gaze toward the center of the room. He leaned forward slightly, resting his arms on the smooth wooden armrests as an expression of deep thoughtfulness and quiet contemplation settled over his noble features. The remaining murmurs among the companions died down instantly as a sudden wave of curious focus passed through the entire room, every single eye locking onto the monarch as he prepared to speak. King Nishighi looked around at the gathered warriors and students, his powerful, resonant voice echoing clearly against the high stone walls of the hall as he suddenly began talking about ancient, legendary figures who had left an permanent mark upon history. He spoke with absolute gravity and a deep sense of reverence, bringing up the names of historical figures whose grand deeds had been passed down through countless generations. King Nishighi and Eufrien suddenly found themselves engaged in a profound conversation about legends like Gilgamesh, Alexander, and Qin Shi Huang, the heavy weight of those grand names hanging visibly in the quiet air of the room. The king described the immense legacy of Gilgamesh, noting how the name alone evoked images of unmatched grandeur and ancient authority that had survived the test of thousands of years. He then spoke of Alexander, describing the vast, unstoppable reach of his historical journey and the sheer magnitude of the footprint he had left across the wide world. Finally, the king mentioned Qin Shi Huang, detailing the absolute majesty, iron will, and incredible unification associated with his grand historical title, his voice carrying a deep respect for the incredible paths these ancient figures had walked.
Eufrien sat perfectly still in his cushioned chair directly opposite the monarch, listening to the king's descriptive words with a calm, polite, and entirely focused expression. His long blonde hair fell elegantly around his broad shoulders, remaining completely motionless against his clothing, while his highly unique and striking eyes reflected the bright, steady light of the chandeliers with an intense clarity. His left deep, vibrant emerald eye shone with a wonderful amount of hidden depth, while his right piercing, sapphire blue eye looked incredibly sharp, attentive, and completely unyielding as he maintained an unwavering gaze toward the ruler. The rest of our companions in the stands and chairs listened to the conversation in absolute, breathless silence, completely captivated by the grand historical names being discussed by the two powerful men. King Nishighi paused for a brief moment, letting the echoes of the ancient titles fade softly into the quiet room, before he leaned forward even further, his eyes locking directly onto Eufrien's contrasting features with an immense amount of serious admiration. King Nishighi spoke up once more, his voice filled with a clear, undeniable certainty as he looked at the first hero and openly stated that Eufrien himself belonged among those very same exalted ranks, directly telling him that he considered him to be a true, living legend in his own right. The direct statement hung heavily in the profound silence of the grand hall, causing a subtle ripple of awe to pass through the listening students who stared at the legendary figure sitting right among them.
Despite the grand praise and the serious, respectful nature of the monarch's high compliment, Eufrien's calm demeanor remained completely undisturbed, and not a single trace of pride or hesitation showed on his serene face. He slowly shifted his posture in the plush chair, adjusting his position slightly while keeping his distinct weapon resting securely by his side as he prepared to respond to the king's grand statement. He looked directly back into King Nishighi's eyes, his left vibrant emerald eye and right piercing sapphire blue eye shining with a deep, unshakeable clarity that showed his absolute conviction in the words he was about to speak. Eufrien suddenly says that the true legend is the legend of Adam, the first human and the strongest of all time, his voice sounding incredibly steady, clear, and filled with a profound, undeniable weight that instantly commanded the attention of every single person in the room. "The true legend is the legend of Adam, the first human and the strongest of all time," Eufrien stated firmly, his grammatically corrected dialogue delivered with an absolute, calm certainty that seemed to completely redefine the entire conversation about historical greatness. The unexpected mention of the first human sent a sudden, deep wave of quiet astonishment through the entire hall, the profound title hanging visibly in the air as everyone processed the immense scope of Eufrien's sudden declaration. The room fell into an even deeper, more absolute state of total silence, with nobody daring to make a single physical movement or let out a breath as they pondered the overwhelming concept of the strongest human of all time.
The profound silence that followed Eufrien's grand statement became incredibly thick and heavy, wrapping around the entire sitting hall like an absolute, physical weight that kept everyone completely frozen in their respective seats. King Nishighi remained perfectly still in his grand chair, his eyes narrowing slightly as he processed the deep gravity of the first hero's words, while Salphy and Elphyete watched the interaction with wide, completely silent expressions of deep wonder. Not a single leaf rustled outside the massive windows, and the usual small sounds of the mansion's busy household completely vanished, leaving only the quiet ticking of the room to accompany the lingering memory of the name Adam. We sat in total amazement, looking back and forth between Eufrien and the king, completely spellbound by the sheer majesty of the conversation that was unfolding right before our eyes in the middle of the quiet evening. The atmosphere felt completely suspended in time, every single person completely locked in place by the sudden, grand revelation about the true pinnacle of human strength and history.
Suddenly, the absolute stillness and the heavy, silent tension of the grand hall were violently broken by a sudden, highly dramatic physical movement from the side of the room. Vaelrith, who had been sitting quietly and inconspicuously among the rest of the companions throughout the entire historical discussion, suddenly stood up from his heavily cushioned chair with an immense, unhurried grace. The sudden motion caused his large wooden chair to slide back slightly against the polished marble floor, creating a soft, distinct sound that instantly drew every single eye in the room directly toward his towering figure. Vaelrith stood up to his full height, his posture completely straight, dignified, and overflowing with a sudden, intense wave of commanding presence that seemed to instantly shift the entire energy of the massive room. He stood tall under the brilliant light of the central chandeliers, his expression completely calm, serious, and filled with an unshakeable confidence as he looked out across the silent space toward King Nishighi and Eufrien. The entire gathering of students and warriors watched him in absolute, breathless anticipation, their hearts hammering against their ribs as they waited to see what he would do after interrupting the profound conversation. Vaelrith slowly took a deep breath, his sharp gaze sweeping across the entire sitting hall before he finally opened his mouth to deliver a short, incredibly powerful statement that broke the silence completely. Vaelrith stood tall before the entire stunned crowd, and he will say that he's here, his clear, resonant voice echoing grandly through the high ceiling of the mansion. "I'm here," Vaelrith declared with absolute, unwavering certainty, his grammatically corrected dialogue hanging heavily in the quiet air and leaving the entire room completely paralyzed in a state of profound shock and total amazement as his words marked a dramatic conclusion to the evening's discussion.
The lingering echo of Vaelrith's sudden, powerful declaration continued to vibrate softly against the high stone walls of the grand hall, leaving our entire party completely frozen in an absolute state of deep, breathless wonder. No one in the room made a single attempt to speak, move, or even shift their physical weight on the plush sofas, the sheer impact of his short statement completely capturing the focus of every single student, warrior, and royal family member present. King Nishighi remained entirely motionless in his high-backed chair, his majestic features locked in an expression of intense, quiet concentration as he stared directly at Vaelrith's tall, upright figure standing under the bright lights. Eufrien kept his distinct, contrasting eyes fixed firmly on his companion, his long blonde hair framing a face that showed an immense amount of calm, serious understanding regarding the weight of the moment that had just transpired. Little Salphy sat in absolute, wide-eyed silence right by my side, her small hands completely still in her lap as she sensed the sudden change in the room's dynamic, while Elphyete remained perfectly tranquil, her gaze locked onto the center of the hall. The entire grand room felt completely enveloped in a profound, unyielding peace as the long evening slowly continued to pass, the powerful words still hanging visibly in the warm amber glow of the chandeliers while we all sat together in total harmony, deeply reflecting on the incredible legends and the unforgettable statements that had successfully defined our quiet gathering inside the beautiful mansion.