Decision

The "Chairman's" tone remained calm, as though he were asking something as simple as "What will the weather be like tomorrow?" Yet the questions themselves were sharper than the last, each more terrifying the deeper one thought about it.

Perhaps many within the Silent Alliance had noticed certain unusual things long ago. Even the Silencers' excessive caution and wariness had become obvious to newcomers like Punk.

It was merely that everyone had chosen to ignore those problems. At its core, the Silent Alliance was not a legendary organization like the Shattered Talisman Society, with clear hierarchies and rigorous systems. It was an "alliance." From that word alone, it was clear that every member of the Silencers was merely an ally. No one answered to anyone else, and no one was obligated to provide any beneficial or useless assistance to so-called "companions."

This was a conference for more than thirty "great Legends" to exchange ideas, not a royal court where a king issued orders to his subjects. Everyone present was a Legendary powerhouse with the right to make independent decisions. Even newcomers like Punk had not formally decided to join the mysterious legendary organization known as the Silent Alliance.

Therefore, perhaps everyone present already understood the three questions raised by the Chairman. But... over the long passage of tens of thousands of years, the Legendary professionals had all tacitly maintained their silence and composure.

Even now, after the calm-toned yet incomparably serious Chairman had laid those three questions bare, the projections of the thirty-five Legendary professionals still displayed no unusual emotional fluctuations. Including Punk, all the projections merely continued silently watching the "Chairman," who seemed to be performing a one-man show...

This somewhat awkward and helpless atmosphere of silence was inevitable. Before the risks and benefits were made clear, no one