Just as he had said, they had all taken precious time out of their schedules to gather here because those prophets had been stirring up trouble and throwing the Federation into chaos.
"Perhaps you're right, but if we intervene personally, there's a high chance the situation will spiral out of control. It has only been a little over two thousand years since the Day of Destruction of the Ancient Magic Empire!"
"And are you sure that if we leave them alone, they won't trigger another Day of Destruction?"
"Then tell us exactly how we're supposed to handle this."
"..."
After the crowd had argued for a while, the Speaker seated at the head of the table slightly raised his eyes and pressed a hand downward, silencing the voices echoing through the hall.
"Enough."
Glancing over the Ninth Ranks, who had fallen silent again as if nothing had happened, the Speaker spoke softly.
"If we leave things entirely alone, the situation may indeed worsen further. That is precisely why I summoned everyone here today: to resolve this matter."
As he spoke, the Speaker in black robes clapped his hands. More than a dozen magical items resembling Dark Gold Crowns immediately appeared before each Ninth Rank.
"Now, allow me to formally introduce this to you all: a miracle still in the process of growing—the Construct Network.
All you need to do is devote a small portion of your Spiritual Power to connect with it, and you will sense its wondrous nature."
Staring at the exquisite crowns before them, several Ninth Ranks somewhat doubtfully separated a thread of Spiritual Power and attempted to connect.
"Yes, I know this thing. But what use is it? A new way to pacify the common people?"
A Ninth Rank whose shadow appeared unnaturally black spoke hoarsely. His