Rouge and Lucifer reached the huge door stationed at the end of the hallway.
The door was really huge, but Rouge was able to open it easily as he used some kind of magic to open it.
And now, they were now standing at the room, with the huge door at their backs.
However, even though two random people just entered the room, there was no one who bothered with them.
There was no one who bothered to turn their heads and look at them. There was no one who bothered to talk to them and ask them what they are doing in this room, as this room was for VVIPs.
It was really amazing, but...there was a proper reason why they were not reacting to Rouge and Lucifer.
And that was because...they were not allowed to do that.
They were not allowed to look at the two random strangers, and they were not allowed to give them attention.
They...were not allowed to do anything at all except...to kneel.
Right, the people in the room were kneeling towards someone who was sitting in a very prestigious and luxurious chair.
And the one who was sitting on that very prestigious and luxurious chair was...an old man who had a cane in his hold.
He was looking down on the people who were kneeling down on the ground as both of his hands were holding the cane as if he was using it to help him sit properly.
However, when Lucifer laid his eyes on this old man, he knew right away that this old man was strong as fuck.
Of course, he wouldn't be able to hold a candle to Lucifer, but...if Lucifer decides to unleash an attack that would wipe out the entire city, the old man might just be able to survive it.
That was why Lucifer had a theory about who this old man was.
And that is...
'The head of the Warmester Denoble House?'
Right, Lucifer thought that the old man was the head of the Warmester Denoble House.
After all, that should be the only demon who would be able to survive an attack from Lucifer even if Lucifer was feeling something wrong with his body.
If this old man was not the head of the Warmester Denoble House and is just the head of one of the organizations, then...things might just be a little harder for Lucifer.
However, it didn't really matter since Lucifer could just spend some more effort to track the heads down one by one after he destroyed the Warm City.
But...if this was really the head of the Warmester Denoble House, then...Lucifer would have...
'I lucked out if this is the head. Interesting,' Lucifer thought as he looked at the old man.
However, it seems that Lucifer couldn't think about this anymore as he felt some kind of weight press down on his head.
Of course, Lucifer knew what this weight was, and since Lucifer knew what this weight was, he just went with the flow and...kneeled on the ground.
Right, Lucifer actually kneeled, and the weight on his head was Rouge's hand who forced Lucifer to kneel.
Well, it wasn't really forced since Lucifer predicted that this would happen anytime soon.
Incidentally, although it may seem a lot of time has passed ever since the two entered the room, that was not the truth.
Only a few seconds have passed ever since the two entered the room, and as soon as Rouge realized what was happening and who the old man was, he was quick to act and made Lucifer kneel so that they wouldn't offend the old man.
After all, the other people present in this room, a total of 6 people, were the big shots that Rouge mentioned, and yet, they are all kneeling down in front of this old man.
It was obvious that the old man was someone who was even more important and influential than the big shots that Rouge knew.
And when they were kneeling now, the old man, who was looking down on the people present here, suddenly turned his head to look at the two random people who just went in here without any permission at all.
And since it was done without any permission, it is only natural that one would get angry about it.
After all, it's not like Rouge was the boss or anyone like that who can just casually enter any parts of the building without any permission.
That was why the old man had his face turned into a frown as he looked at Lucifer and Rouge.
Well, it wasn't really that visible that the old man's face turned into a frown as the wrinkles were just too many to count and just naturally forms his face into a frown.
However, it was the truth that the old man was quite angry right now as he...was talking to the 6 pillars of the Warmester Denoble House about something important.
Right, the people who were kneeling down to him were considered the 6 pillars of the Warmester Denoble House.
4 of them were the heads of the four organizations that the Warmester Denoble House created for their own sake.
2 of them were the personal attendants of the Warmester Denoble House, and they are considered to be, respectively, the left and right-hand men of the head of the Warmester Denoble House.
Right...the people here in this place were all very influential in the Warmester Denoble House and they were very strong as well.
However, that was not all for the old man...was indeed the head of the Warmester Denoble House.
He was...Lucifer's target for assassination.
That was why...the old man would be able to make the 6 pillars kill Rouge and Lucifer any moment he wants since he is literally everyone's master in this place.
However...there was something strange that happened.
No, it wasn't really that strange. It's just that...the old man's frowning face...smoothened up when he saw Rouge.
However, that was not all the old man did as he also shouted out loud, "Ohh! Rouge!"
Right, the old man called Rouge as he looked at him with glad in his eyes.
It was weird to see that the head of the Warmester Denoble House would act like this when Rouge was just a commoner and a captain of some random squad.
However, even though it was weird, none of the 6 pillars reacted at all as they just watched this event with their senses.
"Come here, Rouge," The old man said as he tapped the ground with his cane as he ordered Rouge.
Of course, when Rouge heard the old man's words, he moved fast as he stood up and walked up near to the old man.
However, he didn't dare get too close to him as he was still standing a few feet apart from him and he proceeded to kneel down as well.
And when Rouge was now near him, the old man spoke again, "How did the recruiting go? Did you find some good ones?"
Although the old man definitely asked this question, he didn't really care about it.
He didn't care if Rouge were able to find some good ones, who are promising or anything of the sort.
The old man just asked Rouge to start a conversation with him.
It was weird as hell, and even Rouge was weirded out by this as he knew the old man's identity.
That was why Rouge spoke with a bit of discomfort in his voice.
"Yes, Patriarch. I found a good one, and he is actually here with me right now."
"He passed all of my tests with flying colors, so I wanted to recommend him to join the Royal Knights of the Warmester Denoble House, where he would be able to make full use of his talents as the instructors there are all incredible."
Rouge said those words without missing a single beat, but he was not done as he continued as he raised his head slightly to look at the old man.
"If I may introduce him to you..." Rouge said.
And he trailed off his words to make sure that he wouldn't offend the old man by suggesting something like this.
After all, who would dare suggest something like this? A complete stranger newbie is actually going to be introduced to the patriarch of the Warmester Denoble House?
That was just ridiculous that even the 6 pillars wouldn't dare to do that.
However, even though it was ridiculous, none of the 6 pillars were reacting or saying that Rouge was overstepping his boundaries.
Not the 4 heads of the organizations and not the left and right-hand men of the patriarch.
But...the most important one, the old man, the patriarch, also didn't complain about Rouge overstepping his boundaries.
In fact, the old man had a happy smile on his face as he continued to speak.
"Ohhh, so you were able to find a good one? That's good, that's good."
The old man then turned his head to look at Lucifer, but...this time, his face changed into a frown.
It was a scary frown.