"Kabbalah, how much longer over there?" Seeing the chaos on this side, Lady Gelten could not help asking.
"Almost done!" Kabbalah replied amid his busy work. "Just a little longer."
"...How long is 'a little longer'? Give me an exact time!" Orian Gelten had come from a scholarly background and had ruled the Gelten Viscount Territory for many years, making her extremely sensitive to numbers. Hearing such a vague answer, she immediately grew somewhat displeased, and her tone sharpened.
"Based on their work efficiency, the summoning will be fully completed in another twenty-seven minutes and thirty-three seconds. Based on the enemy's combat strength, we can begin battle in twelve minutes. We can ensure the battle line remains stable and avoid defeat." Another crisp, confident voice answered.
Orian froze, then turned and met Lion's gaze.
Their eyes met, and her heart gave a slight start.
(Those eyes... This is no ordinary divine envoy!)
As a legendary powerhouse, Orian Gelten was far stronger than most of the summoned mass-produced divine envoys. Even among the elite divine envoys, quite a few were no match for her—after all, this was the mortal world, not the divine kingdom, and summoned beings always suffered some reduction in strength. Yet this divine envoy she had never seen before possessed an aura that made her heart tighten. He was clearly no ordinary figure.
"What is this divine envoy called?"
"Lion."
Orian frowned slightly, then nodded, confirming his identity.
As a Chosen of the God of Knowledge, she knew much intelligence that ordinary people could never know, including the roster of elite divine envoys.
At the very bottom of that roster were two names added not long ago. One of them was "Lion."
She knew that the roster was not arranged by strength, but by the order in which