The three of them glanced around the grand hall.
"Heh… can't believe this will soon be Garius's throne room," Lioness mused. "Look at all this gold and those jewels. Even my throne room isn't this massive or decked out like this."
Veldrac smirked, nodding toward a towering gold knight statue. "I heard from an Armand officer that Javier built all of this. Look at that full plate Gold Knight statue, his handiwork, no doubt."
Mylezra raised her palm to her lips, eyes glinting. "My~ Knowing Javier's inventions, I doubt that's just a statue."
"Yeah, I'm sure every one of those golden knights is actually one of his puppet knights. If an enemy ever breaks in, I bet those things come alive and tear them apart," Lioness grinned.
"That's why I told my escort to relax and enjoy the feast. But look at them, still on guard," Veldrac said, sipping his wine as his officers kept a watchful eye on the room. "Even after my orders, they're still tense."
