Soren was angry.
Yet he also had his own concerns. After casting a glance at Alice beside them, he nodded with an expressionless face and said to Nightingale before him, "I know."
"Tell the Eastern Diji to come and speak with me in person."
Hearing Soren's words, much of what Nightingale wanted to say was blocked back down in her stomach, and the very generous terms she felt she had were simply never uttered in time. At that moment, Alice gently tugged at the corner of her coat and shook her head, and it was then that Nightingale realized one thing: the whole matter wasn't a question of whether the terms were generous or not, but rather something far more serious. It involved things she didn't understand, but which Alice beside her already knew; when Soren spoke, Alice heard an unquestionable tone in his words.
"Very well."
Nightingale bowed respectfully to Soren, then said, "I will convey the message to Her Excellency the Diji immediately."
With that, Alice pulled Nightingale away. Before walking out of the room, Alice turned to look back at Soren, then slightly bowed her head to express her gratitude. As a clever person, she understood very well that Soren's attitude today was entirely because of her presence. She could not refuse Nightingale, because the Eastern Diji had raised her from childhood, and many dancers were orphans trained by the Eastern Diji from a young age—with Alice being one of them. Soren's action this time was tantamount to helping her repay a favor, and next she also had to make a decision: whether to truly belong to Port Nyanzaru, or to still lean toward the Eastern Diji in her heart.
Arcane Tower, Astrology Platform.
Goria looked at the intelligence report delivered before her, then raised her head