Response

Kingdom of Tsuyioru Xiu, Philiers

Royal Palace, Council Hall

"Prime Minister, do you think the things described in this letter are true or false?"

"Your Majesty, I have lived in Ishgar since birth and have never been to the Western Continent. I am not familiar with the environment there, so I cannot determine the authenticity of this letter!"

Belmod picked up the letter from the table with some annoyance, and glanced through its contents once more, her brows furrowing into a deep frown. Just as Belmod was about to dismiss the Prime Minister, the Prime Minister suddenly stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, although I am not familiar with the affairs of the Western Continent and cannot help you verify the truth of this matter, Your Majesty can consult with others who are familiar with the Western Continent!"

Reminded by the Prime Minister, Belmod suddenly remembered a chess piece she had placed in the Cuyis Tree Sea, and now it would be perfect to have him help her find out news 'over there'. Belmod hurriedly asked the Prime Minister to take his leave, and then he hurriedly returned to his palace. Not long after, all the lights in the palace went out, and that familiar 'cold wind' came to him again.

"How did the No. 13 go?"

"Don't worry, Master. No. 13 has successfully infiltrated the area and made connections with a powerful figure there. He's already managed to obtain some classified information!"

"Very good! Immediately send a message to No. 13, and tell him to inquire about news from the Western Continent!"

"Yes! I'll take care of it right away."

The lights were relit and illumination was restored, but Belmod's heart was still shrouded in darkness and smog, with no glimmer of light appearing.

Fostadu

"Hmm? This magical reaction..."

"Haha! This rascal has finally had enough of running wild outside and remembered to come home!"

"Gilkunis, if you dare to speak ill of my son again, I'll beat you up!"

"Radel, if you want to beat up Gilkunis, we won't stop you! But if you want to take over Sordil, I'll be the first to object!"

"That is!"

The five people who were playing pool peacefully suddenly had their long-saved "verbal Cannon Battle" read after sensing Sordil's magic.

"Huh? Why didn't this brat hide his magic first and come in after we lured that human spy away?"

"Yeah! Could something terrible have happened that made him so eager to discuss things with us that he forgot about that human spy?"

"Impossible! Sordil is much calmer than you. I'd believe you'd make such a basic mistake, but I absolutely refuse to believe he would!"

Watching the group of guys in front of him having a heated discussion, Hadessta burst into laughter.

"Hadessta, if you know the answer, just say it. If you don't, shut up or you'll force the four of us to give you a 'mixed four'!"

"Exactly! If Hadessta knows, just tell me already! What's the point of keeping it a secret!"

Seeing that Gilkunis and Wattster were already getting ready to fight on the other side, Hadessta decided to take Radel's advice and voice his guess.

"Do you remember when Diphiya and the others came back and told us there was a traitor here, what was the method for dealing with the traitor that Diphiya relayed to Sordil?"

"Of course I remember! Diphiya said that Sordil wanted us to keep this traitor around so that he could later pass on some false information to the kingdom, luring them into a trap we'd prepared. That way, we could eliminate the hostile humans without lifting a finger and keep the initiative firmly in our hands. Hiss! Hadessta, you mean..."

"That's right, I suspect that Sordil is planning to take that step!"

Hearing Hadessta and Kirknes's conversation, the three people standing nearby were stunned. After a long while, Woodman and Radel, having regained their composure, pounded their chests, venting their excitement. In contrast, Wattster was much calmer. After listening to Hadessta and Kirkness's analysis, she pondered for a long time, then poured a bucket of cold water on the overly excited Radel and Kirkness, instantly calming them down.

"You two shouldn't be too happy yet. Those were just Hadessta's speculations. We'll only know the truth after we meet Sordil!"

Not long after Wattster finished speaking, a huge black shadow enveloped the entire Fostadu, and the shadow was growing larger and larger. As it drew closer, the shadow's appearance gradually became clearer. A giant dragon with huge purple wings, golden horns, and seven-colored scales, about fifty meters long, appeared before everyone's eyes and descended towards the top of Fostadu.

Halfway up the mountain, Seraf, seeing his master return in such a manner, knew something important must have happened. He quickly handed over all his tasks to his deputy and Huo Huo towards the summit. Not only Seraf, but Defia, Diphiya, Mevajena, and Lindel all did the same Murellia, abandoning their work to their Seraf and rushing towards the top as fast as they could.

"You brat, you've finally decided to come back!"

"Old man Gilkunis, you're making it sound like I don't want to go home. I'm hurt!"

Seeing Sordil faking his tears, Gilkunis was speechless. He had only made a casual remark, was it really necessary to act like this?

"Gilkunis, if you can't talk, shut your mouth! Otherwise, we'll tie you up like a dead pig and sell you at the nearby market!"

"That is!"

Faced with the crowd's wrath, Gilkunis immediately fell silent, obediently standing at the back to watch the show. After resolving the 'dispute' with Gilkunis, Sordil gave each of the four, including Radel, a bear hug and recounted his recent experiences, omitting some of the more embarrassing parts. Upon hearing Sordil 'Sordil story, Radel instantly flew into a rage, pointing westward and shouting, "That old Belserion! He actually intercepted and threatened a junior halfway, and even called for reinforcements to gang up on him! It's outrageous!"

"Who says otherwise! If those dangerous guys from the Western Continent weren't about to attack, I would have rushed to the Kingdom of Donagunov and dueled with him. It's infuriating!"

"Duel? What's the point of dueling a dragon like that? We'll just swarm him and beat him to a pulp!"

"Yes, that's right!"

When Diphiya and her companions arrived at the mountaintop, they witnessed Hadessta and his group loudly berating Belserion. Curious, they inquired what had happened. Soon after, the summit of Mount Fostadu was filled with various insults directed at Belserion. Only after everyone had vented their anger for a while did Sordil intervene to stop this massive display of profanity.

"Alright! We still have a lot to do. As for Belserion's matter, we can deal with it later when we have more time!"

"Sordil, just tell us what's on your mind, we'll listen to you!"

"Yes, just tell us what you need us to do, Sordil!"

After Hadessta and Diphiya expressed their opinions, all eyes turned to Sordil. Sordil didn't stand on ceremony and revealed his prepared plan to everyone. A few minutes later, the group on the mountaintop left to carry out their assigned tasks according to the plan.