The Sacrifices of the Past

Late at night, Kyoto National University, VIP Guesthouse.

At the Ivory Tower exchange delegation's residence, in the innermost lavish private suite, layer upon layer of laws enveloped and isolated the room, shutting out all prying eyes.

Under the dim lights, the conversation had been going on for a long time.

"...Professor Miyamoto's mental state is still rather unstable."

Isaac rubbed his aching brow as he reported to the university board on the other end. "A few days ago, I already notified the Yingzhou branch of the Unified Bureau. But they have remained silent and have yet to give any formal response. They merely said they did not wish to become involved in the struggle between the public houses and the warrior houses, and hoped that we would maintain our own position as well, so the situation would not become overly chaotic."

Russell's projection slowly nodded in midair. "You've been in Yingzhou, so you may not have received the notice—an emergency special conference between the Unified Bureau and the Five Powers will be held in a week, in preparation for the War of All Realms two or three years from now.

Before the conference begins, no one can say what the final outcome will be.

Under such circumstances, it is hardly surprising that the Yingzhou branch chose to take a conservative stance."

He paused before continuing. "As for Professor Miyamoto, you needn't worry. As far as I know, Nakajima Kō from the Continuance Institute has already negotiated with the Decision Room.

Miyamoto is a student he personally cultivated. He cannot possibly abandon him."

Isaac's expression relaxed considerably at those words.

With Creator Nakajima Kō stepping in, Miyamoto Genichiro's personal safety would at least receive a basic guarantee.

No matter how dire the situation became, with him there, Miyamoto would not need