Outside the central castle.
Members of the Nais Clan gathered in the square, looking at the closed doors of the castle with uneasy expressions.
As time ticked by, the worry on their faces grew.
Especially for those high-tier Bloodline members.
It was not so bad for the mid to low-tier Bloodline members; most of them had not experienced that grandiose era and only heard about the terror of the True Ancestor from their elders, but many of these high-tier Bloodline members had personally felt the horror of the True Ancestor. The long wait at this moment had them on pins and needles.
"Lord Great Elder! Are we really just going to wait here?"
Finally, a high-tier Bloodline member couldn't help but ask.
The Great Elder, Duke Robin, glanced at him and countered,
"What else can we do?"
