"This…"
"It's not good."
"Let's get out!"
"It looks serious."
"Are we going to fight multiple elite class aliens today?"
"Scary! The overseer might have to join the battle personally."
The people were rushing outside, while Nathan was simply looking around, as if it were not his business.
The middle-aged man also got down from his floor while summoning his own crystal weapon.
The receptionist didn't know what to do with Nathan, who was standing still in front of her.
That action alerted the overseer.
"You… What the hell are you doing here? Why are you still here? You should go with the others now!" The overseer raised his voice, annoyed with Nathan.
Nathan, on the other hand, raised both hands, saying nonchalantly. "Not my problem. I'm not a mercenary."
"Don't you have an obligation as one of the summoners of the empire? You are a crystal armor stage summoner!"
