367 Archery Training

A man slowly made his way toward a church in the vicinity of Metropolis-D, heading to the LoA's lair. 

After the drinking party, Josh had left his inebriated pet behind. Something about a loud-mouthed orc didn't really fit with assassins. Ah, maybe the lack of subtlety... 

As soon as he arrived at the LoA entrance gates, he crossed his hands behind his back as he began nonchalantly walking forward. His whole demeanor oozed with confidence with his head held high. 

He began emitting pure killing intent, with the doors opening by themselves on his passage. He felt like a goddamn magician performing a cool trick. 

It turned out that a few members of the LoA had witnessed this feat. They stood near the entrance with their mouth gaping. How?! No matter how they racked their brains, they could figure it out.

"E-elder?! H-how did you do this?!" 

"Do what?" Josh played dumb, enjoying their shocked gazes. 

"N-nothing!"