Chapter 53
Alford sighed and walked to his seat.
The hall was wide, with a table in the middle, and round the seats, and a different, elegant chair at the end of the table for the president, on which no one had yet seated.
The first, at the age of twenty-five, was comfortably propped up in a chair with red hair and gray eyes.
The other sits in moderation, with brown hair, hazel eyes, and calm features, at the age of nineteen.
Alford: "So...?" He passed his eyes between them.
So the first said, scratching his head: "A group of scum has entered the palace."
Alford snorted and looked at them in astonishment: "Really! How!? I have assigned a group to guard! I haven't received anything from them yet!? Zarya is he telling the truth?"
Zarya nodded in agreement while he put his hands on hi
