Zen House, Zeal City.
Four days before the Ishtar Competitions….
Zen's were one of the smaller forces among the noble houses. They were one of the later ones, and hence were weaker than the others houses. But, if asked about growth, then they sure had a lot of potential. Not to mention, every generation of them had seen one or two extraordinary geniuses.
"It's strange…" Felix, aka Bahamut, was currently snooping around the ancestral grounds of their House. This place was generally closed, and opened once a year when they were cleaned and the people who had passed away were remembered.
But, Bahamut surely had found something different here this time.
He had actually seen some shadows entering and leaving the Ancestral place. He previously had no knowledge about this, but ever since Max had told him that there seemed to be something about his family that Bahamut himself seemed to be unaware of, he had all gone into a detective mode.