The servant Kelvin didn't step back after his first remark. Instead, he straightened his posture and spoke louder, making sure everyone nearby could hear him.
"Some people really don't understand their place," Kelvin said, looking directly at Tony. "Standing in front of restricted weapons like this… do you even know what kind of strength is required to use them?"
A few people nearby slowed down, their attention shifting.
Kelvin continued without pause. "Or maybe you think wealth is enough. Unfortunately, it doesn't work that way here."
Tony didn't react. His eyes were still on the gauntlets behind the barrier.
"Rightly said, Kelvin," a voice suddenly echoed across the hall, loud and clear.
Footsteps followed.
Edward walked in openly this time, no longer hiding his presence. His tone carried across the entire weapon hall, drawing attention from every corner.
"Sometimes even the richest people can't get what they want… without proper strength."
The hall shifted instantly.
