A Disaster on Par with Holy Annihilation (Continued)
But his master had been suffering greatly these past few years; this steel city was very unsuitable for his master, who was a forest fairy.
However, due to the importance of the mission, she could not abandon this place. She could only occasionally return to the forest on the main island to briefly recover her strength before returning to this place to set up camp again.
"That's settled then! Please help us make the contact, and we'll pay a visit tomorrow."
After a brief outburst of anger, Yuantangyuan sighed helplessly.
Despite his deep resentment, the mission had already dragged on for far too long.
Before the Lion King Agency could even make contact with their target, Island of Gen'ei had already changed its name and identity.
Therefore, they must first meet the mission target, and all actions must revolve around this objective.
They're already afraid to wait another three years!
"I understand, Master!"
Kishiryu Yukina tapped her little head, then took out her phone and contacted Aurora.
There was only one chair in the center of the bright room!
This chair immediately evokes images of an old steel chair used as a medieval torture instrument, with metal handcuffs attached to the armrests and the backrest covered with dense, eerie magical runes.
"Something interesting!"
This is William's heartfelt assessment of the chair before him.
"This is the magical artifact given by the True Ancestor to the Supreme Council of each Sanctuary Treaty Organization—the gate to the 'Whispering Courtyard'."
La Freya strolled over to the left side of the chair, sat on the armrest, and muttered something under her breath.
"This was specially transported from Aldikia, so you'll have to give them a good reward later."
William glanced at this, then sat down in the chair.
"Sure! Go take a shower later, and I'll reward you properly after my meeting."
This kind of teasing would be a sure hit with most women, but it meant nothing to the seasoned veteran, La Freya.
She gave William a wink, then jumped off the armrest of the chair.
"Then I'll be waiting for you in the room!"
"Ha, if you keep indulging like this every day, be careful you won't be able to continue one day."
Having resolved her matter, Nangong Natsuki had no intention of lingering. She opened her lace folding fan, made a sarcastic remark about William, and then prepared to leave with La Fria.
"It seems you still don't have a clear understanding of my constitution, Natsuki-chan!"
"Okay, it's decided. You'll join us tonight, Natsuki-chan. Go take a shower now."
Nangong Natsuki had just grasped the doorknob, suddenly trembled. She glared fiercely at William with her beautiful eyes and stormed out.
"Alright, let me see what you've got!"
He picked up the mask that Nangong Natsuki had prepared for him and put it on his face.
The murmured voice gradually faded away, and he could feel an invisible force pulling at his consciousness.
He relaxed his control over his consciousness, and the light before him suddenly went dark.
So, when his vision cleared again, he found himself standing in an unfamiliar courtyard.
The white marble corridor stretched out endlessly before my eyes.
A wall of roses surrounded the area, and the branches of an unknown giant tree loomed overhead like a roof.
The twilight world, nestled between the sun and moon, is enveloped in a dazzling golden mist. Structurally, it is a world remarkably similar to Nangong Natsuki's former "Prison Barrier."
In other words, this is an artificial otherworld entirely constructed of magic.
This is the ceremonial ground of the Supreme Council of the Sanctuary Treaty Organization—the "Whispering Courtyard."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Spirit King!"
A sound came from within the misty fog.
This was a voice whose gender was indiscernible, a muffled sound resembling a murmur.
I snapped out of it!
A huge round table had appeared before William.
There were thirteen seats at the round table, and all the participants sitting there had their faces covered by silver masks.
They are the Twelve Councilors who preside over the Sanctuary Treaty Organization.
The only empty seat was reserved for William.
He calmly walked to his own chair and sat down.
Interlace your fingers and rest your elbows on the table.
"Although I don't know if you'll still be happy later, I'll still say it was great to see you all!"
Pfft!
One of the board members seated at the round table chuckled from his throat, a laugh that retained his unique authority yet also sounded somewhat playful.
She casually removed her silver mask, revealing emerald-green hair flowing down her back, and large eyes that were the color of jade, similar to a deep lake.
The girl evokes the image of a wild leopard, possessing a beautiful face that is both charming and resolute.
"William, you still manage to show your assertive side even when no one knows it!"
"It's Gada!"
He glanced casually at the smiling Gada, though he had other things he wanted to say to Gada and the First Progenitor.
But now is not the time to talk.
His gaze swept across the round table, and apart from Gada, everyone wore a silver mask, shrouded in a misty haze.
"Well, how should I put it? I'm the kind of person who's too lazy to argue, and today's meeting was initiated by Aldikia."