For now, it seemed unlikely that the "King's" Heroes' Assembly could continue as planned.
He himself was noncommittal about it and said the date could be changed.
This was largely because times had changed. Rather than gathering twelve heroes, it would be better to gather twelve duelists.
As for the parliamentary election... that could not be delayed. And the election affected many people's schedules.
Therefore, it was unsuitable to hold their meeting during this period. The same went for the Night of Prophecy.
Thus, the date of the next meeting was ultimately left undecided.
The tentative date could only be set for after the Night of Prophecy had ended.
To that end, everyone present signed a confidentiality agreement before the meeting concluded.
"I personally do not recommend setting the formal meeting after August fifteenth."
The moment she sat down in the camp's meeting room, Professor Medea began to complain. During the previous meeting, it had basically been the Pope, the Elven Queen, the King, and principals who spoke. As a mere professor, she had found it difficult to chime in.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Ophelia said in a faint tone, "You just don't want to see the diviners of the Star Tower make fools of themselves."
Professor Medea said blankly, "You're right. That's exactly what I'm thinking."
Hermes's Divine Path Ritual was utterly impossible for any prophet to interpret.
It was unprecedented and entirely without precedent. Even if the prophets glimpsed the tracks of fate through divination, they could not possibly decipher the correct answer from them.
If the Night of Prophecy proceeded as usual, not only would those prophets gathered from all over the world become laughingstocks—even the master of the Star Tower would become a clown.
Though Medea rather wanted to see the tower master