"An agreement?"
White Mist nodded. "Although we have no way of knowing what this agreement contained, Ailanta's performance today still gives us some clues. The constant weakening of the level of Order's power should have been a plan established by the Truth Council. This was also the reason for the Age of Mortals. But the Truth Society, including Odin himself, was enamored with the legend in the Azure Poem. If a hero like an Azure Knight were to be born among mortals, perhaps he could determine the direction of the world's fate. Until the very last moment, they still hoped to return to the era when their 'parents' still existed in this world."
"That chosen one is the Silver Queen?" Brando asked.
White Mist glanced at him again.
"Perhaps she is, perhaps she isn't. But in any case, Constance being toyed with by the Ashen Ring meant that the Truth Council's final hope of reopening had been shattered. After the Seven Supreme Saints witnessed all this, they began correcting history."
"Correcting history?" The proposition was too grand, and Brando found it difficult to believe.
"Simply put, Odin left a sliver of hope for this broken world back then. Otherwise, the war between the Min'er People and the Four Sages would have torn Vonder into four or five pieces. In fact, he did not even recall the Earth Legion, which was fighting the Twilight Species beyond the Elemental Barrier. On the final battlefield, he should have taken a step back along with the Four Sages. He made a wish that would last a thousand years, hoping to prove that he was right. The Seven Supreme Saints bore witness for him. But the facts proved that he was still wrong. That's all—"
White Mist replied, "Of course, this may only be my