'Seriously? Don't these people have other things to do?'
Hex almost facepalmed when he heard the person's purpose of visit. Even an idiot could guess they were here to create some trouble. He didn't know whether they were sent under orders of their families or did they come on their own.
'They saw a bunch of women and girls with unassuming backgrounds and negligible power and came to release some stress?'
Their strength reflected their background. All these youngsters were at the Refined Knight Stage. Aside from a few geniuses, only those with an abundance of resources could achieve something like this. And none of these idiots seemed like a genius.
"Could we keep things civil…my Lords? Hex asked, trying to sound like he was requesting it politely.
"Did you hear that guys? This tramp is talking about being civil," the person at the front snickered.
'Idiots indeed,' Hex concluded inwardly. He could tell things would not remain peaceful.
