In Which, Things Actually Go North.

The show went on spectacularly. Many stunts and acts and very melodious singings have been watched by around 40.000 gentlemen and ladies.

Tessa contacted previously that she will inform me about Dylan, if something bad happens. She never contacted me once, therefore I feel relaxed and watched the show with my mom without signs of agitation.

Then, it was announced that the show has ended but it's announced that everyone is to be remained seated.

P. T. Barnum is walking up the stage looking left and right. All the sits are packed, the tickets has been sold out. The 40.000 sits has been fully equipped by people from around the Acasti Empire.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! May I have your attention please!" The theater went silent, nobody dares to utter a single word. A great crowd control, a quality which many hosts yearns for.

"This afternoon, there is a man, a famous one, he tries to make a change in this world into a better one. He is now trying to convey a message to all of you. A very important message, one which will carve a history in The Acasti Empire. Everybody please give it up for, DYLAN SELVYK!" The crowd goes wild. Everybody, each and everyone is surprised. The name that strikes fear into the hearts of his enemies. The name that gives ethereal embrace towards the innocent.

Dylan walks up the stage all confident. The crowd goes silent. Barnum gives him the mic and taps his shoulder as if saying 'You got this.'.

"I- it's really him." The person beside me says.

"H- hello everybody. You may know me, you may not know me, My name is Dylan Selvyk also known for my nickname Frailed Knight. Ladies and gentlemen. *exhale* I have an important message to convey to all of you.

As you know, the head of The Northanrey right now has made many bad decisions." I look besides me, my mom looks.. surprisingly calm. "Well, I, Dylan Selvyk, with my liege, Killigan Northanrey has uncovered a very horrible truth about The Northanrey household.

If you look under all of your seats there are papers, that has all the evidence needed to prove Northanrey's crime for embezzlements and corruptions."

Everybody gasps. They all look under their seats and take the papers and read them. My mom is unfazed, she looks coldly at me, but soon redirects her gaze towards Dylan.

"As you can see there. Most of the nobles under the administration of The Northanrey Household is involved in this a- act. The head of Northanrey, Hasel Northanrey is included, as well as other families. The Bolivia family, The Iscariot family, The Belfort family, The Christo family, The Costee family they are also included in this act.

However everyone! May I remember you once more that not all of the members in this families are involved. The children, the employees they're mostly uninvolved, therefore it's highly revised to slander their family's name entirely. Thank you."

Once this speech ends Dylan returned to the back stage. Coincidentally, there are a few of the family involved present here amongst the crowd. They quickly left while being shamed by the crowds.

"Hmm.. I have speculated about this corruption, but I lack evidence. It's all revealed here huh?" The previous intelligent boy who has a crest engraved watch.

"I concur, this Killigan Northanrey.. He's trying to become the head of his family legally. How interesting, if I have previously heard correctly, he is only 8 years old." The girl with the same watch say.

"This plan can't be made only by him, perhaps The Frailed Knight helped him? However seeing his nervous act this evening, I can't help to disagree to this notion." Another boy with long hair say.

"It has been proven numerous times that we mustn't underestimate noble children. They are highly unpredictable." Another boy with glasses on say.

"I agree. Perhaps this Killigan figure might as well be the next prodigy. We could.. perhaps recruit him." Another girl that has a body of a child say.

"Hmm.. To do that we must asses his abilities further." The glass boy say.

"Then that we shall do." The previous boy with long hair say.

I heard this conversation wide heartedly. This 5 teens.. My instinct says that they're precarious. Good! The household, coincidentally, lacks employees due to me firing them afterwards. I should recruit them to replace the incompetent ones.

Those crest though.. I remember them from somewhere. They're so familiar.

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