Awaiting their turn (part 3)

|WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!|

"!!!!!"

Patience cried out in disbelief when the woman disguised as the young boy, struck by the skill suddenly trembled and began clenching the status-points-increasing pearl close to her chest.

|Testing my new skill. Isn't that obvious?|

|On our ally?! You are a rotten-hearted playboy and an idiot!|

Zombie shrugged his shoulder and confessed and got scolded mercilessly.

Everyone was observing Orange, or rather Fig, wondering whether will she use the pearl for herself or does something else with it – many of the nobles in the audience were already pulling out money reading themselves to buy off the precious object as soon as it will be possible to casually approach the child- but the thing was - the fake boy didn't return to her own seat, instead, Fig beelined it right towards the seats in the back where Claymore, Mary, Roan, and Cranberry were sitting.