The Soirée's First Battle (Part 2)

Rocco carefully averted his gaze and pretended not to notice.

Because—honestly?

They were kind of scary.

Side by side, Rocco and Laxus strolled toward the grand entrance of the Don Ferocelli estate, where tonight's soirée was being held.

Yes—tonight's event was hosted by the Don Ferocelli family.

Rocco hadn't actually known that until the day before.

And when Strasbourg found out, he had scolded him mercilessly—saying that if Rocco wanted to expand his network, the bare minimum was knowing who was organizing the gathering.

So, feeling chastised, Rocco had spent the previous night pulling an all-nighter, researching every single guest attending the soirée.

Looking back on it now…

He was glad Strasbourg had called him out.

After all, trying to mingle with people without any prior knowledge would have been impossible.

Yep, yep.

Nodding to himself as he pondered, a sudden thought popped into his head.