After all that commotion, not only did the people of the Second Legion behave themselves a little more, but the other legions no longer dared to look down on Li's ragtag absorbed unit.
However, neither those young nobles nor Li cared much about what outsiders thought. Li was certain that Bradman would not make an issue out of something like this, while the others firmly believed that they were Bradman's direct subordinates. How could Bradman possibly turn on them?
Li sighed softly. Now that he thought about it, his first step had been completed. As for what came next, he had already secretly conveyed it to Zeref.
After learning of Li's arrangements, Zeref's first reaction was surprise. For someone as powerful as him, so-called worldly authority was nothing but fleeting clouds. The Ankhseram Church he had established was merely a name that made it convenient for him to do certain things.
Yet Li's plan made Zeref feel as though he had been dragged into a bottomless abyss.
However, Zeref bore the restriction laid upon him by Ankhseram, and Li now held a share of control over that restriction. Zeref had no choice but to carry out Li's orders.
Li's plan proceeded in secret, while on the other side, the Giant God Soldier Workshop was gradually relocated to Badlia City. Before long, the year had reached its end. Here, the end of the year was also the liveliest time, and naturally, revelry was indispensable for celebrating the coming of a new year.
Deafening bursts of fireworks continuously rang out throughout Badlia City.
Noble gentlemen and ladies, along with their young daughters, took advantage of the season to gather for one elegant or vulgar party after another.
Streams of light flashed across the sky. Watching those flashes overhead, Li sighed softly. They