"Tsk." Sebastian clicked his tongue audibly.
Count Kalan had not originally belonged to his faction, however due to the enormous influence the count possessed within the empire, Sebastian had still allowed him into his inner circle. Never once had he imagined the man would betray him like this.
The nobles standing beside him were no different. Their expressions had already darkened heavily, yet none of them dared to speak.
Calling Count Kalan a traitor in front of the Saint and the Commander would only make them look suspicious as well.
In the current atmosphere, even the slightest wrong word could become a noose around their necks.
Because of that, they could only grit their teeth silently and swallow their frustration.
"Now then, Your Highness," Uriel spoke calmly, breaking the suffocating silence that had settled across the chamber. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?"
