Traveling through the game world, starting out as a third-rate villain

boom!

The moment the door opened, six young people came into view, immediately attracting the attention of everyone around them. Each of them had a striking temperament.

A young man with curly blue hair and sharp hazel eyes stood straight with a smile on his face. His expression was friendly and he looked approachable.

There are two others beside him.

One of them had white hair, blue eyes, and a handsome face. His cold gaze was sharp. His usual hip-hop smile disappeared, replaced by a sharp look.

On the other side, there is a burly young man standing upright, exuding the aura of a warrior. His buzz cut and posture indicate that he is the descendant of a soldier.

The three boys were dressed in similar outfits, and their suits looked like they were tailor-made for each of them. The suits were gleaming, setting off the handsome faces of the three men and making them the focus of the whole audience.

"These characteristics... Is he from the Hartley family?"

a young female reporter asked as she looked at the new guests, who were waiting at the entrance to take photos of the celebrities.

"Yes. He's the youngest member of the Hartley family, Ethan."

her colleague replied.

"Hmm? Ethan Hartley?" She didn't know much about the young man whose name was mentioned. This was normal, as Ethan's fame in the paparazzi circle had not yet emerged.

"He is not very famous yet. He is the last one to awaken in his family and is considered an abandoned child."

The word "abandoned" was enough to make her understand. The information their agency obtained from the Hartley family told them that the patriarch of their family was disappointed with the heir.

"Ah... He is the shame of the Hartley family, right?"

"Shh...keep your voice down."

"Oh! Yes!"

Such talk would spell disaster for their institution. After all, they were talking about the Hartleys, a family with enormous influence.

"A Middleton family member is here too? That's Lucas Middleton, and he's just as handsome as he's rumored to be."

"Is that Kal Darion? As the rumors say, his body is flowing with giant fluid!"

Then, to the right of the three of them, there were three young girls.

One of them was a dreamy beauty with white hair and striking blue eyes. Her hair was short and she was looking around curiously.

"She has to be Julia Middleton. She's so beautiful, those so-called models can't even compare to her beauty."

"Don't think she's just a beauty, she's something more important."

"What?"

"She is a hunter like her father. I heard that she has mastered the fifth form of the Middleton family."

"Fifth form? Only 18 years old?"

"Yes."

Then, another girl standing next to her had a fiery temperament. She exuded a strong and arrogant aura, as if the world belonged to her and she was the master here.

"Irina Phoenix, the Fire Mage, is said to be vying for the title of Archmage after her mother."

"But the rumors about her are a bit..."

"Well, we all know who she's competing against."

Finally, there was a woman of extraordinary elegance, whose temperament even surpassed that of previous queens, with green hair flowing like the wind and red eyes burning like flames.

The way she carried herself, the dress she chose, the smallest of movements she made… all caught the attention of every man present.

The women cast jealous glances and their partners fell into a trance.

"The heir of the Thornfield family, Alice... She is so charming, just like a dream."

"Yeah... isn't she running the guild her father gave her?"

"Yes."

"Wow, she managed to run the guild while maintaining her studies... She's such a natural genius."

"really."

The shutters of the reporters' cameras clicked and flashes flashed continuously, trying to capture the essence of the gathering. The atmosphere was filled with anticipation and excitement.

These young people, as heirs of famous families, possessed extraordinary abilities and were a sight to behold. The atmosphere was filled with curiosity and interest, and the guests approached each other, exchanging various information about these young people and the Black family.

Amid the whispers and noise, a commanding figure moved through the crowd, his eyes sharp and his manner formal.

Reginald, the Black family's chief butler and the main organizer of the event, came to greet his distinguished guest.

He approached the group with a gentle smile and saluted gracefully. "Dear family representatives," he greeted, bowing respectfully.

Ethan and others stepped forward, and everyone bowed and shook hands politely. Their growth in aristocratic families made them accustomed to this etiquette.

"Mr. Reginald, it is our honor to be here." Alice said in her usual professional and business-like polite tone. Although the other party is the butler of the Black family, it does not mean that he is someone who can be despised.

In fact, he is a very dangerous man to watch.

"It is my pleasure as well," Reginald replied, his eyes delicately examining the young man before him. "It is very gratifying to see the future leaders of our society gathered together."

Then he gestured in the direction of the banquet hall. "Please allow me to lead you into the banquet hall. The banquet is about to begin."

As the group followed him into the hall, whispers continued to echo behind them, with everyone speculating about the relationship between these young talents and the Black family.

The fact that the six of them entered the banquet together as usual meant one thing.

An alliance between the five great families.

Pentacle Alliance.

These five major families each have their own strengths and complement each other like a star.

They entered the luxurious banquet hall, and the luxury before them left them speechless. The hall was filled with a gorgeous and rich atmosphere, with glittering chandeliers, exquisite wood carvings and luxurious tapestries, telling the legend of the Black family.

Soon, guests in fancy dress began to approach them, some as curious onlookers eager to see the future leader, others eager to talk to them.

A middle-aged man wearing a tailored suit and exuding an air of wealth walked up to Lucas.

"Mr. Middleton, I have been following your family's swordplay for many years. Your skills are unmatched."

Lucas responded with a professional smile: "It's my honor to receive your compliment."

The others were immediately surrounded by countless people.

Julia is entangled with a female swordsman, eager to discuss swordplay and style. Their conversation quickly delves into the details of swordplay, while Irina finds herself surrounded by a group of mages eager to join her family's magic tower, discussing their own magical abilities.

Alice's grace and beauty attracted many admirers, both men and women, who tried to win her favor by engaging in conversation. She responded to their attentions with ease and charm, a skill honed from years of social interaction.

For the next few hours, they moved in and out of various conversations, exchanging pleasantries and ideas, while the noise around them gradually intensified. Their arrival ignited the curiosity and anticipation of the guests.

......

"Enjoy your party, Miss Alice."

"Tsk... they finally left." Alice said in a low voice as she watched the three young girls leave. They were all wearing gorgeous clothes and had elegant postures, and were obviously daughters of wealthy families.

She couldn't ignore them because the Thornfields had close business ties with their respective families, and she needed to maintain such relationships.

Still, she didn't like the content of their conversations. Most of it was about gossip and the details of a man and a woman breaking up.

It had been a long time since she started ignoring the "information" and stopped wasting her time on these things.

'A bunch of plastic people.'

As she thought about this, she slowly turned her attention to her friends. She had just been dragged away to talk to others, and now she was finally free of them and could chat with real friends.

There she saw five other people who had just escaped like her, so she immediately joined them.

"Oh, Alice, you're here too," Julia greeted her immediately, taking a sip of her drink. She looked as unhurried as ever.

"Is this conversation finally over?"

"yes……"

As she spoke, Lucas sighed helplessly and ruffled his hair. "Hey, can we talk about how tiring it is to be an heir?"

Julia grinned and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I felt like a trophy most of the night."

Lucas mimicked, "Ah, yes. You are the future of the family. It's nice to meet you. I've lost count of how many times I've heard that."

Irina leaned against the wall, crossing her arms. "That's right, I feel like my head is going to explode."

As annoying as it was, Alice knew how important it was to be the center of conversation.

"Well, at least they think highly of us. Being the subject of gossip isn't all bad," she added.

Lucas smiled, and the exhaustion from tonight instantly disappeared. "Right. The paparazzi might make a big fuss tomorrow."

As they continued their easy conversation, Alice suddenly noticed something.

To be exact, one person.

'Um?'

She had a habit of looking around constantly while she was talking to people, a habit she had developed to stay alert at all times.

An ordinary waiter is serving drinks to the guests at the banquet.

Normally, this kind of thing would not attract her attention, but as an archer, she had a keen eye.

Black hair, brown eyes, average looks, average behavior, and average facial features.

'There's something wrong with this guy.'

Everything about him was normal, except that his face would twitch unnaturally from time to time.

It's like a robot with a bug.

This may be a characteristic of criminals.

This was her intuition.

She was about to activate her skills to check, but at this moment, the lights in the banquet suddenly dimmed and the classical music stopped.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please pay attention."