Seeing the two parties face-off is not what Celsius expected. He quickly distanced himself and starts to observe what will happen next.
Celsius: "Is this the reason why you want to stroll near the gate?" He lowered his voice as he looked at his small companion.
*Kewk!* *Kewk!*
Celsius: *sigh* "I guess we will just be a spectators of the show."
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For a moment, no one dare to speak. Both teams stood unmoving.
Lad: (This is the worst scenario…) Sweats are starting to form inside his mask.
Old Herm, Berdo, Nympha slowly changed their gazes and looked at each other.
Old Herm: (Do they know the person?)
Berdo glanced at Nympha.
Berdo: (So the person we are talking about is one and the same.)
Nympha: (To think it's just one person but…)
Berdo and Nympha shifted their gazes to the old man.
Nympha: "Is he your acquaintance, Sir Herm?"
Old Herm: "If I'm not mistaken he was the one I saw when---"