Innocence Is the Most Terrifying

"Mm!"

A childish voice rang out from within the golden light. Upon hearing it, Whis, Vados, and Marcarita grew even more solemn. They straightened their backs and stared gravely at the golden radiance above.

Within the dazzling golden glow, four figures gradually became clear.

Grand Zeno sat atop a hemispherical throne, swinging his little feet like a child. His horizontally oval face was divided into three sections, blue in the middle and indigo on both sides. Two coin-like eyes adorned his face, making him look slightly adorable and naive, as though everything he saw was new and fascinating. Two stern-eyed guards stood on either side of the throne, their slender bodies like bamboo poles, while the Grand Minister, who oversaw all affairs, stood beside Grand Zeno.

At that moment, the Grand Minister, dressed in dark green, stood with her hands behind her back and gazed downward with pale violet eyes. Though she did not say a word, the mountain-like pressure she exuded crushed everyone until they could barely breathe.

The Dark Angel Vya looked terrible. His face was grim, and the slight tremble in his arms revealed his inner turmoil. He had only ever felt such terrifying pressure from his leader, Lansius.

"Mr. Chaya, who are they?" Tapion, who did not know Grand Zeno's identity, asked quietly. Anyone who could make Angels behave so respectfully had to be an extraordinary figure.

"Grand Zeno..."

Chaya moved his lips, his deep gaze fixed on that golden light. Grand Zeno's appearance had made the atmosphere exceptionally strange. At a time like this, logically speaking, no one besides Grand Zeno and the Grand Minister should speak, since it could be considered a grave act of disrespect.

Of course, Chaya and Tapion were still quite far from Grand Zeno, so they had fewer concerns comparatively