"What did you think of this Shepherd?" Dox looked at Angel.
Without hesitation, Angel blurted out, "An interesting person."
Dox raised a brow. "Interesting? Just interesting?"
Angel considered for a moment. "Also someone with a story."
Dox smiled. "Who here didn't have a story?"
Angel remained silent for a little longer this time. "Then he was someone interesting, with a story, and a few secrets hidden away."
Dox still looked as though the answer was incomplete, muttering that everyone present had secrets too.
Faced with someone who was never satisfied no matter how you answered, Angel chose silence and pretended not to see him.
In truth, Angel's first answer had encompassed all his thoughts on the Shepherd: an interesting person.
Angel had noticed the Shepherd from the very beginning. It could be said that among the apprentices on the other side, the Shepherd was the one Angel had paid the most attention to.
The reason was not the hollow title of "Rhythm Apprentice," but because while all his peers were filled with urgency, caution, and panic, the Shepherd remained remarkably calm, utterly out of place among the others.
His calmness was not something he put on for show, nor was it forced composure. It was even somewhat different from the Gray Merchant's calmness. His calmness leaned more toward serenity, leisure, and ease.
How leisurely was he? Earlier, he had leaned against a black-faced sheep with his eyes closed, genuinely sleeping.
To remain so relaxed in an environment like this was truly strange.
Perhaps he was supremely confident in his own strength and indifferent to the joys and sorrows of the outside world?
Leaving aside whether the Shepherd was truly powerful, even if he had concealed his strength, under the dual pressure of the Wise Sovereign and the Black Earl, the