Seeing Huo Ling's sincerity, Welles silently nodded as well.
But for Huo Ling, if this loose organization of the Truth Council truly wanted him to serve as chairman, he would be willing.
Yet Welles had been chairman for who knew how many years. Huo Ling could not possibly demand that someone step down the moment he joined.
Although Huo Ling was powerful, he could not do such a thing.
Once everyone had taken their seats, this Radiant Moon exchange gathering officially began.
One Radiant Moon mage after another shared their experiences from the past several decades, along with their research and insights into spells.
Every Radiant Moon mage's sharing was of considerable help to Huo Ling, making him feel even more strongly that joining the Truth Council had been a good idea.
Soon, even Huo Ling had finished sharing.
Yet no one left at that point. Instead, they began to chat casually.
As they talked, the scope of their conversation sprawled farther and farther. Huo Ling even recounted the battle in which he killed Bahamut, as well as what had happened within the Eye of the Void.
Everyone displayed an extraordinary thirst for such matters, especially the events within the Eye of the Void.
After chatting for a while, Toran, the Thread of Fate, slowly said, "We may not have much time left to enjoy days as wonderful as these."
Huo Ling turned his gaze to Toran. He was likewise an elderly spellcaster.
His title alone revealed the sort of spells he excelled in. He was also an old mage proficient in divination magic.
Unlike mages such as Nustien, who had already transformed into liches, divination mages who remained alive were more effective in matters of prophecy and fate.
Sure enough, the moment Toran spoke, several Radiant Moons' expressions grew