Holy Land Mary Geoise.
Inside the Room of Authority, the atmosphere was so oppressive it seemed nearly frozen solid.
The Five Elders sat on either side of the heavy table, their faces grim as reports were laid out before them.
Any one of them alone was enough to put the World Government on alert. Yet they had occurred at almost the same time.
This was no coincidence. It was more like a net that had long been spread out was finally revealing its shape before their eyes.
Saint Saturn tapped his fingers on the tabletop.
Once after another, the dull sounds seemed to strike against everyone's hearts.
"Send the order. Have Rock come to Mary Geoise immediately and explain himself!"
"Now."
"At once."
The order was sent, and the Room of Authority fell silent again.
But the Five Elders did not know that, at the exact moment the order was issued, somewhere in the shadows of the New World—
A door had silently opened.
Mary Geoise.
Rock walked alone up the pure white steps.
He wore a white coat of justice, his steps calm and steady.
He did not look like someone summoned to answer for his crimes. He looked more like he was attending an ordinary meeting that had long been arranged.
Holy Land guards stood along both sides of the road. Cipher Pol 0 hid in the shadows, and several more auras farther away were composed yet sharp—members of God's Knights.
They did not show themselves, but killing intent had already spread densely through the air like fine needles.
Rock appeared not to notice.
He walked down the corridor, his boots striking the white stone tiles with steady, distinct sounds.
One Holy Land guard unconsciously tightened his grip on his spear.
The next moment, he realized his