Tracking

Aethelred spoke up at this moment. "There's no need to worry about the Associated Body's side, but the Origin Universe needs a mortal to guide all of your decisions."

Tang Chuan looked somewhere beneath the platform. "Yes, and we already have someone in mind."

Following his gaze, everyone spotted Azk, who was silently looking up at them.

Unlike the others, Azk had not been celebrating wildly at the banquet. His gaze remained clear, and he kept his boundless emotions buried deep in his heart. Compared to everyone else's revelry, he seemed more like a warrior who stayed alert at all times.

It was now certain that they had returned to the Main Universe. Though Azk too was filled with emotion, what he felt even more was an inexplicable rationality. The closer he came to the final goal, the calmer he became. Only then could he make the right choices at critical moments, avoid having his vision clouded by hatred, and seize every opportunity he could.

"He hasn't gotten drunk. Should we call him up here?" Bonneville asked. She and Azk were old friends, after all.

"Forget it."

Tang Chuan glanced at Pantheon and the others beside him, who were already completely out of it. "It wouldn't be good for him to see this. Though... he nearly became one of us as well."

Aethelred said, "Azk is a smart man. He knows what he should do. I'm sure the Associated Body can work very well with him."

Tang Chuan said to Bonneville and Kubana, "Go find him after the banquet. Azk will serve as the temporary representative. Tell him that when the Silver Miracle is completed, the Dawn Empire will return to the Morning Star."

Bonneville smiled. "I'm sure he'll be thrilled. The Old Era Remnants will go mad over it.