Within the dark, chaotic Umbral Courtyard, Amun the Giant Deer was carefully manipulating magic power, trying to operate a Magic Net Terminal some distance away. Goddess of Magic Milmina, meanwhile, sat boredly to one side, her thoughts wandering as she gazed into the distant sky, where black lightning and chaotic geometric masses churned.
Of course, considering she had no legs and her lower body was merely a mass of mist that resembled a long gown, this so-called "sitting" was more like compressing the clouds and reshaping her lower half.
"So they only broadcast the opening, with everyone taking their seats and delivering their opening remarks," the Former Goddess of Magic said as she turned to glance at Amun, who was studying the Magic Net Terminal. There was a trace of regret in her voice. "After that, it just became several people called 'guest scholars' sitting in a room and endlessly chatting and analyzing things..."
"Actually, I thought those mortals' 'current affairs analysis' segments were quite interesting—they let you understand how others viewed an event capable of changing the world's landscape," Amun said, voicing his thoughts. "They're trying to get ordinary people to pay attention to the changes in this world as well, and it seems to be working quite well. Isn't that interesting?"
"All right... the matter itself is quite interesting," Milmina sighed. "But I actually want to know how far their meeting has progressed by now..."
"There's no way something like that could be broadcast to the public," Amun said gravely in a tone that implied he knew exactly what he was talking about. "Besides, their meeting will last at least several days, perhaps even more than ten. They can't possibly keep broadcasting the whole time."
"You've only just started using Magic Net Communication, yet you already sound so