"An aura... Ninth Rank? Who are you, sir?!"
This sudden turn of events stunned everyone. The expressions of the Royal Guardians instantly darkened, especially when they sensed the Ninth Rank aura emanating from that seemingly ordinary Rebel Army member. The gray one, leader of the Three Royal Guardians, finally spoke, voicing the question in everyone's hearts.
Yet Anvis paid no heed to the Royal Guardians' demands. He even lowered his head as if no one else existed, carefully examining the Rhombicuboctahedron Crystal Stone in his hand.
Instead, another distant voice from beyond the Magic Array answered them.
"...Man in the Mirror. So it was you."
From atop the platform, Gray Mist's voice was frigid, like ice that had never melted in the far northern reaches for ten thousand years.
It was easy to understand. After painstakingly plotting for a goal and paying an immense price, only to finally stand on the brink of success and have the prize snatched away by someone who suddenly appeared, anyone would be furious.
At the same time, when Anvis took the strange crystal into his hand, Gray Mist immediately identified this peculiar "Rebel Army member" through the immense karmic connection involved.
As Gray Mist's words fell, the Royal Guardians' expressions changed to varying degrees. The Rebel Army squad members were even more shocked, instinctively retreating in unison. In an instant, an empty circle formed around Anvis.
"Who are you? What did you do to Timmy?!"
Realizing that something was wrong, Landon, who had been half-kneeling on the ground, barely forced himself upright and glared furiously at Anvis.
"Me? Lord Landon, I am Timmy! Have you forgotten? On the battlefield of the Titan Plain, you personally gave me this Wind Dragon's Tooth. I have always carried it with me."
Casting Landon a casual glance, Anvis,