The Universe Is Innately Just 175 Paying Respect Part Two

When the executive from the Merendinis Family was fuming with anger, his sight inadvertently pa.s.sed on Fell, and the youth's cold gaze acted though a cold bucket that managed to calm him. Those eyes had left a deep impression on him, and with his many years of experience, he could genuinely recognize someone who wasn't afraid.

The executive threw a few glances to each other, and without ushering a single word, through fear managed to come to the same conclusion. They would calm the situation, diffusing it to avoid any loss in front of the large crowd while waiting for the elders of their respective families.

"Respectful guests… No need to turn this matter into a serious one. The promise that was done with you will be kept, and that is with my name on the line!", the executive added a deep bow to his speech. When his head was low, an ugly expression flashed on his face. And he focused on constantly repeating himself to calm down as he couldn't afford to lose control of the matter.

The guests were surprised by the turn of event, clearly expecting much more than a simple apology. But the reality, in front of them, forcing them to accept that the n.o.ble family had bowed in front of two youth.

"I guess they aren't that mighty…", mumbled one the guest while making sure his voice wasn't loud.

But one of the executives heard the comment and couldn't help but feel like smacking the b.a.s.t.a.r.d right there. Thankfully, he stopped himself, or else his action would prove that the man's comment was right.

"Who is this youth?", whispered a maiden without quitting Fell from her sight. Her father, who was at her side, couldn't help but delve through his memory; but it was to no avail, as Fell wasn't well known through the central district. The n.o.ble families were aware of his existence, but that was only true when it came to the higher echelon of the city.

"Isn't he quite das.h.i.+ng?", exclaimed another one while tugging at the dress of a woman at the side, who clearly wasn't focused on what her sister was telling her. All eyes were marked on the figure of Fell, and most of the guests couldn't help but fathom how deep his backing was.

Little did they know that no grand family was securing his back and that every action he was doing was based on his own strength. The n.o.ble families' retaliation was far from being soft, and through the year, their revenge had always gone in pair with blood and despair. That was why most of the guests here thought that Fell came from another city; merely a.s.suming that he was a n.o.ble from a faraway land.

"Let us continue the night.", expressed one of the executives with a loud clap of his hands -Taking the spirit of the guests out of their reveries and speculation- and made their thought move on from the event that just happened.

After the loud clap, a large crew formed of butlers and maids appeared in the courtyard. A few of them had a large metallic tray. On them were dozens of delicacies that stole the guests' attention. A pair of st.u.r.dy and well shaped butlers took care of the six bodies in the ground and left the courtyard while ignoring the gaze that came from the guests.

Wind was surprised by the sudden turn of event, and couldn't help but look at Fell with tremendous respect in his eyes. Although he had already placed his brother in a high pedestal, what has just happened caused the zealous feeling he had for him to multiply.

"s.h.i.+t… You're quite something!", shrugged Wind toward Fell in a soft tone.

"What about you?", laughed Fell. Implying that Wind had shown a fearless side of his personality when facing the executive with his sharp tongue.

Wind couldn't help but have a shy laugh, and awkwardly scratched the back of his head with a sly grin. "I would, obviously, have never dared to such action if it wasn't for your presence?", he added before turning toward a maid with a tray that was on his left.

Fell nodded silently while looking at his brother, who was in the midst of ravaging an entire tray by himself. "I can't help but think that this b.a.s.t.a.r.d would dare to go against G.o.d by himself…", he thought before exhaling a long mute sigh. He knew that the night had just begun and that this event was just a prologue to what would expire later in the night.

He was all too aware that the n.o.ble couldn't swallow a loss for more than a few hours. Thankfully, he didn't have to act and had kept his technique hidden from his enemies' eyes. Although he wasn't fearful in the case, they were prepared for him, and even if they tried to counter his sword style. He would simply ignore their attempt and cut through anything that came his way.

That was his way of life, and he wouldn't change it. But if he managed to keep his cards hidden, that could help him achieve success without expending more energy. And the fact that they didn't know the extent of his strength also helped as he wasn't aware of their full capacities either.

"The four elders are a mystery… And I feel that won't be the sole trial of this night. Yet, I just need to push through and break everything in my path!", he thought while silently gazing at the partying guests in front of him. "This night will serve as a lesson for everyone, that the mighty n.o.bles are just like the rest of us."