The mediator.

Following Azalea's long-awaited question, Alvine smiles cynically.

-HUH!?!?!

But just before he expresses himself to answer Azalea’s question, his smile suddenly fades on his lips.

His expression turns from doubt to confusion, then into a narcissistic smile.

'Ho? As the saying goes, say my name and I appear as the wind.' He murmured with a wild expression while staring at the ceiling with blood-red eyes.

At first, the others were a little frustrated to see him stop when they were just beginning to understand the situation and the factors that motivated his decision, but after a few nanoseconds, they had expressions similar to Alvine's.

"Well, I think we'll have to put this conversation for later." Even if his words seemed nonchalant, his voice was darker than before.

In the following second,

-BAMM!!

Sabrina, still as resplendent as she is fierce and irreproachable, burst into the meeting room while smashing the door.