98 The Chief Leader of Silver Knights. (1/2)

The trio didn't care about the glares thrown in their way as Ozul just kept walking in the direction of the entrance.

All the major Mercenary groups had noticed the trio at this point because most of the way to the entrance was quiet, and only they marched in the middle.

Most of the men turned to the trio and laughed. Nonetheless, while watching Blaze, some of the women were blushing.

Several men did the same with Raven, but one death glare from her was enough to make them avert their eyes.

As usual, Ozul had his black pointed hat on top of his head, so none of them could see his face. Otherwise, the situation would have been a different case.

Most Mercenaries sneered when they noticed that Ozul, the person in the trio's lead, had only a Silver badge on his shoulder.

Moreover, they couldn't even sense any Mana from him, so all of them assumed that he was just some rich guy who had hired the other two.

Also, the only Platinum Rank party, Wind Eagles, was standing just outside the door, so the onlookers figured the trio would be standing next to them.

Yet Ozul 's mind was focused solely on the increasing Mana that he felt with every step he took towards the Palace.

”Oi! Look at those wimps! They have got some nerve to want to stand next to Wing Eagles!”

”You don't have to show me that, idiot! I can see them just as fine!”

. . .

The surrounding Mercenaries were all sneering over the trio. Even the members of the popular groups that stood near the entrance whispered about them.

As Ozul had just approached the entrance, he saw a familiar face behind the big gates. The big gate consisted of metal bars with some space in the middle of each one, so it was not that hard to look past the entrance.

The entrance wasn't so lavish since it only served as security purposes. Only after walking another 5 minutes or so after the gates would a person be able to gaze at the opulent gates of the Royal Palace.

The gates of the Royal Palace were different from these, as they were decorated with one of the most expensive and luxurious materials from all over the continent.

However, the Mercenaries at the entrance were afraid of even crossing the first entrance. No matter how powerful a person is, getting inside the Palace was not something that anyone would be allowed to do.

Unless a person were Rank-8 Mage or above, it would be a pipe dream for him to ever enter inside the Royal Palace.

Each of these Mercenary groups had at least a Rank-5 Mage to lead them, and they would be considered very influential in small nations.

Here in the Silverbird Kingdom, however, even Rank-7 experts were not allowed any special treatment in places like the Royal Palace.

Just when everyone had thought that the trio would stop near the entrance, they were confused after seeing what happened next.

Ozul did not stop near the entrance and kept walking even after passing by the Wind Eagles party. As a result, the members of that group took this action of the trio as an insult to them.

”You better head back, kid! Understand your limits, you twerp. Hahaha...”

The man standing next to the leader of the Wind Eagles group sneered after he shouted. While Ozul did not even look at his direction, he knew that this individual had only the power of the Rank-6 Mage. It appeared he was the group's vice leader.

”Shut up, Brud! Let them do whatever they want. Why do you care?”

Before anyone could even say anything, the leader of the Wind Eagles himself berated his right-hand man.

Everybody knew that this Rank-7 Mage was a man of a few words, and he didn't like to get into pointless fights, so they weren't shocked to hear him yelling at one of his own guys.

The guy who had previously shouted at the trio named Brud instantly backed down. Brud did not only respect their leader, but he also feared him due to his temperament, so he didn't dare to defy his orders.

Meanwhile, Ozul hadn't stopped even when he had heard Brud's earlier shout, which caused the latter to be embarrassed again.

Others now looked with interest when the trio had already passed the closest group to the entrance with no intention of stopping any time soon.

'Are they going to get inside?!'- This thought flashed through most of their minds, but no one seemed to believe it.

Although the wall seemed small, it was a dividing line to distinguish between people who had some real authority, and who did not, in the Silverbird Kingdom.