Universe 11, Pride Troopers Headquarters.
Toppo, Dyspo, Kahseral, Bunn, Cocotte, and five other members—a total of nine—sat around a round table, seemingly waiting for something.
"Where's Jiren, Toppo?" Dyspo, who resembled a rabbit, looked toward the burly, heavyset Toppo.
"He didn't respond to my message. He's probably training." Toppo spoke blandly, as though he had long grown used to it.
"Tch, figures. If it's nothing important, Jiren usually won't come anyway." Cocotte casually brushed back her long purple hair.
"Sit up, all of you! The Angel will be here any moment!" Toppo suddenly shouted.
The eight members present immediately straightened their posture upon hearing that the Angel was coming. Toppo had only issued a summons earlier and had not explained why.
"Sorry to have kept you all waiting."
As her voice fell, Marcarita walked in through the doorway and gave the Pride Troopers a slight nod. The members immediately rose to salute her.
"My lady, may I ask where Lord Belmod is?" Toppo asked cautiously.
"Oh, Lord Belmod does not wish to take part in this matter, so I am fully in charge this time." Marcarita smiled.
The Pride Troopers immediately exchanged looks. Normally, when there was a mission, the orders came from Belmod, the God of Destruction. They had not expected this decision to come from Angel Marcarita instead.
"Please tell us what you need help with!"
Toppo spoke righteously. "Has some heinous criminal appeared somewhere in our universe again? If so, the Pride Troopers will not shrink from our duty!"
As the strongest individuals in Universe 11 and those with the greatest sense of justice, they were naturally favored by the God of Destruction and the Angel.
They had acted many times to help purge the evils of Universe 11 and maintain the balanced operation of the universe.