An akward silence permeated the courtyard as the black steel lord faced Victoria and her cohort who seemed ready for a fight.
"Hmp!! Children." He sneered, glancing away from their stance as his eyes fell upon a pavilion not to far away to the left.
Seeing the pavilion the Blacksteel lord smirked for a second drawing the attention of the men in white.
"Why is that here?"
"Isn't that…"
"So it's him"
They quickly muttered amongst themselves as the noticed the pavilion. It was a running rumor in the alliance that the Blacksteel shelter had somehow convinced an S Ranked Slayer to become a permanent resident of their shelter.
The problem was no one knew exactly which one. But upon seeing this pavilion it was rather clear.
It was that man.