"Who are you!?"
With that one sentence, Mikael became agitated—this was not because his mental fortitude was poor or because he could not keep his composure. Think about it carefully: he had been leading his team smoothly, his plans proceeding step by step, when a mysterious transmission suddenly arrived. It not only exposed his greatest trump card, but even directly stated his future actions... anyone would panic.
He could not endure it any longer. He wanted nothing more than to travel through the Void Realm and drag this mysterious person out!
But in the next instant, Mikael calmed down. "No one who knows these things should exist, unless you also know Father's plan, or you are a prophet..."
"Which one of my siblings are you? Or which prophet? What did you foresee?"
"Who I am is not important." The disguised voice said, "What matters are your actions—after suffering repeated blows and an internal crisis, the Blazing Flame Lands will contract for a time and suffer a de facto defeat. Then, carrying the momentum of great victory, you will achieve the Fifth Energy Level and raise the banner of rebellion against your father."
"You have never displayed such tendencies. In the past, you were even somewhat obscure. Compared to Carlos and Alegria, aside from your strength, you showed not the slightest interest in the throne. I do not think this was concealment or deception. You truly had no interest in the throne—but if so, why would you raise the banner of rebellion?"
"So it's a prophet... You don't know?"
After a moment of silence, Mikael instead began to laugh.
At that moment, he said rather casually, "If you don't know, does that mean that in the future, my dearly respected father never carried out his plan?"
"He lost? I won? Is