Chapter 187
I looked around the room.
The Royal Guard members had no visible reaction to what their King said.
Were they told already? I wondered. I bet they aren’t exactly happy about it.
"Mph..." the tied person grunted and rolled their shoulders.
[Changeling, Lvl 233 Intelligencer]
So that’s a Changeling, I thought, observing the person.
They had cerulean blue skin, eyes, and hair. Their facial features were, if anything, indistinct. Neither feminine, masculine, nor androgynous. The Changeling wore a simple linen shirt and pants, and leather shoes covered their feet.
Hanna clicked her tongue, eyeing the people in the room.
The Rulers stood up one by one.
The Ork leaned close to me and whispered, "This is Zalan, Your Excellency. One of the leaders of the group."
I nodded and whispered back, "How many leaders do they have?"
"Three," she replied. "Cejiola, Yugulari, and Zalan."