SSS Talent: From Trash to Tyrant-Chapter 475: After Caelvyrn’s Visit

Rhosyn let out a slow breath through her nose, some of the irritation Caelvyrn had left behind finally easing from her face.

"The truth?" she said after a moment. "He doesn’t sound familiar." Her eyes lowered briefly, thoughtful now instead of annoyed. "He never gave us a name, so I can’t say who it could be. Our bloodline scattered a long time ago. Things like this happen because of that." She paused, then looked back at Trafalgar. "Still... I hope that when we meet him, we can finally get something useful. Something real about the Primordials."

Trafalgar gave a small nod. "I hope so too."

But his gaze drifted for a second toward the paper Caelvyrn had left behind.

"What still bothers me," he said, "is the way he described him." His voice lowered a fraction. "A master of war. Someone who could break me in two like a stick. That’s not exactly the kind of person I can approach lightly."

Rhosyn leaned back a little in her chair. "You won’t be alone."

Trafalgar looked at her.

"We’ll be three," she said. "You, me, and the perverted dragon."

That made the corner of his mouth move slightly. "Yes. Though they’ll also be two. Him and his disciple."

Rhosyn’s expression shifted at that. "The disciple didn’t seem bad, from what you’ve said about her."

"No," Trafalgar said. "She didn’t."

For a brief moment, the image of Vivi passed through his mind again. The strange way she had approached him, the lies at the start, the fear after, and the parts that still did not fit together properly.

"There is something I didn’t tell Caelvyrn," he said.

Rhosyn’s eyes sharpened. "What?"

Trafalgar rested one arm over the chair. "She told me she approached me because she found out something about the Void Creatures."

That made Rhosyn go still for a second.

"About the Void Creatures?"

"Yes." Trafalgar’s gaze remained steady. "I don’t know if that was the full truth or just an excuse to get close to me. It could be either. But if her objective is really connected to ours, then it may still be useful."

Rhosyn thought about that in silence.

Then she nodded once. "Without a doubt." Her voice was quieter now, more focused. "If she can help us find the others, then that’s already worth something. And with the Void Creatures..." She frowned slightly. "Those things always appear like a storm. You never know when they’ll strike or where things will go wrong. Better to be prepared before that happens."

Trafalgar said nothing for a second.

Then he nodded. "Yes. Better before than after."

Rhosyn remained quiet for a moment after that, then tilted her head slightly.

"By the way... how was the Council?"

Trafalgar let out a faint breath through his nose. "Aside from meeting that girl?" He leaned back a little more in the chair. "About what I expected. Too many people trying to get close to me. Too many conversations that meant nothing."

Rhosyn looked unsurprised.

"The part that mattered was the meeting itself," he continued. "They decided to create a neutral force. Its purpose will be to protect cities and territories that aren’t under the direct control of any of the Great Families."

That caught her attention immediately. "A neutral force?"

"Yes." Trafalgar’s gaze lowered for a second, as if seeing the Council chamber again. "It will answer to the Council of Sages. The Ten Elders will oversee it. There was a vote." He paused briefly. "It passed."

Rhosyn blinked once. "That’s... surprising." Her brows drew together faintly. "It almost sounds like the Great Families are willing to share power."

Trafalgar shook his head at once. "They aren’t."

She looked at him.

"They won’t be allowed to interfere directly," he said. "At least not openly. But don’t mistake that for generosity." His voice turned drier. "Men like Valttair don’t support something like this unless they’ve already seen five moves ahead."

Rhosyn’s eyes narrowed slightly. "So you think he has something planned."

"I’d be more surprised if he didn’t."

That answer came too easily to be doubt. Trafalgar knew Valttair well enough by now. A decision of that size, one tied to cities outside the families, Rift incidents, Void Creatures, and the wider shape of the world... there was no chance House Morgain would simply let it exist without finding its angle.

Still, after a brief pause, he added, "Even so, the force itself is good for the world."

Rhosyn gave a small nod. "Without question." Her fingers tapped lightly against the arm of the chair once before going still. "And if something serious happens in the future, something larger than one conflict, a structure like that could help bring the families together."

Trafalgar’s expression barely shifted, but it was enough.

"I wouldn’t be so sure."

Rhosyn studied him. "Why is that?"

"Because there was opposition." His eyes sharpened a fraction. "Some of them opposed it. That much is enough." He paused for a second. "When the time comes, those kinds of divisions don’t disappear just because the world needs them to."

"Well," she said, "then I suppose I’ll see you after the wedding."

Trafalgar nodded once. "Yes."

A brief pause followed before he added, "Sorry for not inviting you."

That seemed to catch her a little off guard. "Why are you apologizing?"

"Because the ceremony won’t be anything special anyway." He glanced at the table for a second, then back at her. "It was decided that it would be small. More of an agreement than an actual celebration, just to make the alliance official."

Rhosyn looked at him for a moment. That sounded about right for something tied to families like theirs.

But then Trafalgar continued.

"Still, Aubrelle told me something."

Rhosyn’s expression shifted faintly. "Oh?"

"She said we might do something later. Somewhere else. A smaller celebration with people we actually know."

That surprised her.

"Really?"

"Yes." Trafalgar’s tone stayed even. "If that happens, you can come."

For the first time in a while, Rhosyn looked genuinely caught off guard in a way that had nothing to do with danger, bloodlines, or ancient monsters.

"Oh," she said. "I see."

Trafalgar noticed the reaction, but did not make much of it. "No one there will know who you are. You’ll just say you’re a friend of mine. And of Mayla’s."

Rhosyn looked at him in silence.

"You’ll be able to relax a little," he added. "For once."

That softened something in her face.

"That... sounds better than I expected."

Trafalgar gave a small nod and rose from the chair. "Good."

He looked toward the door.

"Shall we go?"

Rhosyn stood as well and adjusted her clothes lightly. "Yes."

The two of them left the room together after that.

The conversation was over. Caelvyrn was gone. The wedding came first. And after that, waiting somewhere beyond it, was the meeting neither of them would be able to ignore.