No One Understands Better Than You

Rost Territory.

Grand Hall.

Every group and force on the continent with healing abilities had gathered here.

To bring them all together, Viscount Rost had paid no small price.

There were humans among them, Elves, even Orcs. There were ordinary transcendents, followers of various churches...

It seemed that as long as one possessed healing abilities, regardless of what they were, they could be invited here.

If these people had been gathered together under other circumstances, there would inevitably have been pleasantries or arguments. Their relationships were exceedingly complicated.

Yet here with Viscount Rost, they appeared somewhat more restrained.

When the clock reached the appointed hour of ten, Viscount Rost entered from outside. Following him in was a burly, dark-skinned man.

Naturally, he was Nidhogg, the Destruction Black Dragon, using transformation magic. In his true form, he simply could not have entered this enormous building.

"I am very pleased that you could all come to our Rost Territory."

Viscount Rost cleared his throat and said with a smile, "The reasons you were invited may differ, but I can tell you with certainty that if you are willing to join this plan, you will be able to obtain everything you desire."

"This is my promise to you."

Viscount Rost's simple opening remarks truly caused an uproar throughout the hall.

It was not because of Viscount Rost's promise itself, but because it sounded rather strange.

Their reasons for being invited were different? Yet they could all obtain what they wanted through this plan?

They had already learned recently that the reasons for their invitations differed.

After all, so many people had gathered here, and quite a few of them knew one another. Naturally, after chatting, they found out.

It had to be said that they were now even more curious about what exactly