Chapter 790 – Who Raised You People?
"Fine by me," Lux announced.
And just like that, the air shifted.
Not dramatically, no explosion, no surge of power, but something subtle snapped into place, like a board game piece finally being moved into position after too many hovering fingers.
Lux didn't move much after speaking. He didn't need to. His posture stayed relaxed, shoulders loose, one hand casually slipping into his pocket like he had just agreed to something mildly inconvenient rather than socially explosive.
'Ah… this is going to be annoying.'
Because it always was.
Competitions were never about winning. Not in places like this. Not in Envy territory. It was about perception. About who looked superior. Who felt superior. Who could make everyone else feel smaller.
And unfortunately…
'…I'm only currently pretending to be enchanted.'
Which made things ten times worse.
Across from him, the nobles reacted exactly how he expected, too fast, too eager, too loud.
