Ozeroth and Ozerra also reached the same conclusion. Their expressions darkened slightly.
Atticus, however, calmly regarded the woman. If she truly worked for the Pride Queen, then matters had changed entirely.
Though the Pride faction was the only major faction that hadn’t attacked them alongside the others, it still didn’t change the fact that their queen had once sent agents after them.
As far as he was concerned, she was an enemy.
Atticus’s fingers tightened around his katana, his gaze turning cold.
"You work for the Pride Queen."
A flicker of shock passed through the woman’s eyes. However, she quickly suppressed it, staring at Atticus warily.
He hadn’t asked a question. He had simply stated it. The certainty in his voice left no room for doubt.
’How did he know?’
She had concealed her will so thoroughly that not even the slightest trace leaked from her body. It felt absurd that he had still managed to see through her.
Fixing her eyes on Atticus, she suddenly felt completely exposed beneath his gaze.
So this... this was truly him.
Atticus Ravenstein.
"What is your answer?"
At the cold voice, the attendant felt a shiver crawl through her. Only then did she truly notice the hand resting on his katana, and the icy look in his eyes.
’He can’t...’
They were inside the city. It was against the rules.
Yet as she met his gaze, she swallowed.
Those were not the eyes of someone who gave a fuck about the rules.
The attendant parted her lips, about to speak, when the door to the room suddenly burst open.
A large, portly man stepped in and strode toward them.
The attendant’s eyes widened the instant she saw him.
"Association Chairman!" she exclaimed, quickly moving toward him. "...what are you doing here? Do you need something?"
The association chairman, Konsa, shot her an irritated look.
"...I own this damn building. Why the hell would I need a reason to walk around inside it?"
The attendant quickly lowered her head.
"...of course not, chairman."
Konsa clicked his tongue. His gaze swept across the group before eventually settling on Atticus. Something flickered within his eyes before he spoke.
"Ah, new applicants?"
"...yes, chairman."
"Hmm. Good, good." Konsa nodded slowly. "I assume my subordinate here has already explained the rules and regulations of our Hunter Association to you all, correct?"
Atticus simply stared at him without responding.
Konsa’s eyes narrowed slightly. Had this trash just ignored him?
Him?
A faint grinding sound escaped as Konsa clenched his teeth, suppressing the irritation rising within him. If not for Elomot’s request, he would’ve crushed this ant beneath his feet already.
"...I’ll take that as a yes."
Letting out a light cough, Konsa shifted his attention toward the attendant before pulling out a portable screen displaying a map.
"...anyways, this is perfect timing. There’ve been reports of unusual activity in these locations. It’ll make for a good first mission."
The attendant’s brows drew together slightly as she studied the map. Yet beneath Konsa’s gaze, she still nodded.
"And you. Come see me once you’re done here."
"...yes, chairman."
With that, Konsa ignored the group entirely and walked out of the room.

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