The empty Brass Council hall carried a faint bloody smell mingled with the unique scent of metal.
Tiandao looked at the Brass Council, where Scorpio Leighton was now the only living person left, his expression utterly calm.
The world had never been simply black or white, but a finely wrought shade of gray.
Whether what the Brass Nobles had done was right or wrong, whether his own actions came from good intentions or bad ones—Tiandao did not care.
Because whether good intentions led to bad outcomes or bad intentions led to good outcomes, what mattered had never been the intention itself, but whether the final result was good or bad.
Tiandao knew very well that as long as everything proceeded according to his plan—
Then for the entire New Federation, even all of humanity, he would have done a great deed.
When that time came, it would also become his talisman, allowing him to finally appear before everyone openly and aboveboard.
"My lord, everything has been taken care of."
Leighton's voice interrupted his thoughts. In his palm rested a metal tray, upon which seven Quantum Keys trembled faintly, releasing a pale green Glimmer.
Since it was not yet time to lay all his cards on the table, Tiandao did not take out that special Quantum Cube.
He looked up at Leighton, a gentle smile curling across his lips.
"Leighton, for the next while, you will take the place of the Brass Council and keep the Association in check, until the day my plan succeeds."
Tiandao looked at Leighton and said with certainty, "Rest assured. Once that day comes, the entire Steam Capital and the General President's faction will become your greatest support and talisman."
At those words, a complicated look appeared on Leighton's face.
A high-ranking Star Beast Sentient Species,