Inside the deeper part of the lair below the Bare Dungeon.
Three nobles sat on the crystalline ground, staring at a young man that was silently cultivating on top of a "Breath" blessing.
The room had been swept clean by the three nobles, the corpses of the worms had been gathered in Daniel's rings and the weapons of the other two nobles had been retrieved and carefully stored.
Then, the three of them sat in front of Noah, waiting for him to speak.
However, Noah didn't seem to really care, he was doing his best to refill his centers of power and heal his injuries, the nobles were losing their patience.
"How did you manage to grow up so fast? You don't have any noble background so you couldn't have that many resources."
Troy was the first to break the silence, he was the most unwilling of the three to accept Noah's strength.
It couldn't be helped though, Troy had been in his same class in the academy and, in just a few short years, the gap between them had enlarged by a lot.