Ally or…

Atticus was utterly shocked.

The heads of every tiered family in the human domain were present. The paragons of the tier one families were currently in the estate!

And yet, right at the center of this estate, in a very open space, Whisker Von Pounce, the sovereign of the beast race, a figure who had recently caused a stir at a gathering of Eldoralth's most powerful leaders, someone the leaders and powerhouses of the human domain were wary of, had appeared as though it was the most normal thing to do.

Atticus was just… speechless. He truly didn't know what to say. As he was about to speak, he paused and shook his head, turning his gaze upward to the full moon high in the sky.

At this point, he was just tired. The beast was truly a wildcard.

A grin appeared on Whisker's face. "Too shocked to speak, huh?"