Ever since she had arrived, everyone had stopped talking, including me.
I was no longer trying to poach information from the others. Still, I had managed to hear their names after all.
The cold beauty was Alena Marx, and that strange spear user was named Thomas Loppy.
Alek seemed to have strange reactions at the mention of those two family names, so I could only imagine how powerful their families were.
Even my family wasn't bad; however, the difference in reaction between when I mentioned my last name and theirs was clearly noticeable. They were on another level, and there was no doubt about it.
As for that strange black-haired mage who could decimate us all in the blink of an eye…
I had nothing.
