The Legacy Table continued to move on as Damien showed everyone around; soon, it was assisted by the event organisers, who had finally decided to step in.
This event, while appearing more like an extravagant mixer in Lillian's eyes, also had other purposes - to see which noble was the most beneficial to stick with.
While they didn't know each other's family names or weren't completely sure if their guess was right, they all tried to get to know each other.
And what better way to get to know another person than through physical contact? In otherwords, combat.
CLANG. CLANG. CLANG.
There were several kinds of physical activities that all nobles had in common growing up; some variant of swordsmanship.
Since people who strived for large things in the future stuck around reliable allies for the purpose of diving into Gates, this sort of activity was almost expected - especially with a group of nobles like these.
'It's weird...'
