Trap?

Watching the knights round up the captured demonic hand members, Evan nodded to himself before turning his gaze towards the man standing beside him.

"It's been more than a year, Duke.

The last time we spoke was at last year's founding ball."

"True. You said a lot of weird things then, but now, some of them are starting to make a lot of sense."

The two high nobles spoke with each other while they ignored the gazes of the onlookers, mostly the adventurers who couldn't believe that the boy who was just fighting the flesh golem now was the son of their country's prime minister, and the Knights of Cheverton who thought most the rumours they recently heard about Evan were just propaganda.

However, seeing him in person, they could tell that the boy was definitely not weak at all!

Meanwhile, the Prime Minister's son in question was busy thinking about the skill that the Duke had used earlier.

'That's his unique skill, Zero Sword.