(This story took place at the same time as Chapter 3880.)
One day after the War of Fate ended, sometime after ten in the morning, snow began drifting over the island again for some unknown reason.
President Lenormand, "Mister Crystal," the Thirteenth Ring Warlock bearing the entire Seer Association on his shoulders, sat in the Association's third-floor office in the City of Time Wheels, troubledly reading the report on the Association's losses during this War of Fate.
Whether it was the Association's local personnel, the Ring Arcanists sent from headquarters, or the diviners mobilized from across the Old Continent, all had suffered losses in that night's great battle.
And whenever he recalled that night, the man at his desk still could not imagine how mortals would have fought enemies like that if the God Summoner had not existed in this world.
Still, although the Association had suffered losses, its gains had been immense. During the turbulence of Destiny, Prophets had found it easier than other Ring Arcanists to grasp the Trajectory of Destiny and thus find opportunities for their own advancement.
Beyond the Prophets who had advanced one after another, the acquisition of so many Bent Arcs had immediately covered the Association's losses during this operation. Their friendship with the God Summoner and the [Clown Troupe] also offered new possibilities for the future.
Not to mention that their longtime rivals, the [Misfortune Order], had nearly been wiped out, which alone was worth holding a grand victory banquet for.
Of course, during the War of Fate, the Association had also discovered many talented young people they had not noticed before. For example, Luvia Annette from Tobesk City had participated in many major incidents in the past and had even provided clues about the [Fate Base].
This time, the Fatu People had