Mu Yang Began Preparing the Stage

Meanwhile.

Mu Yang knew that Lumine still had another meeting with [Captain].

So he did not hurry to find her. Instead, he went to the council hall.

When he knocked and entered, Marivka smiled from her seat.

"I thought it would be a while before you returned."

"You came back so quickly. Did you find a way to deal with it?"

Mu Yang pulled out an exquisite little vine doll.

Marivka accepted it and looked it over. "What is this?"

At first glance, it looked like an ordinary handicraft.

Although Marivka had never left Natlan.

The sacred flame contained information from every nation.

She had seen similar handicrafts before.

But this one captured both Mu Yang's appearance and spirit with lifelike detail.

It was clear that its maker possessed exceptional skill.

But what Marivka had to face was the Abyss.

No matter how exquisite a handicraft was, what use could it possibly have?

Mu Yang explained that the principles involved the Blue Clan's secret arcane arts of Chenyu Vale, and it was inconvenient for him to elaborate.

But as long as the little vine doll was placed in the right location.

It could transfer Natlan's Abyssal contamination onto itself.

Marivka frowned.

She was not someone who could be easily fooled.

"Will you be the one bearing the consequences in the end?"

Mu Yang did not answer. Sometimes, not answering was the best answer.

Mu Yang had tacitly admitted it.

Marivka fell into thought. If it could truly achieve what Mu Yang claimed.

It would reduce Natlan's losses to a minimum.

But Mu Yang would have to bear the Abyssal calamity of all Natlan.

Was that right?

Marivka had previously joked that Mu Yang was an honorary elder of the Suspended Wood People. It had only been a joke.

Even if