Machine City, as the main city of the Mairente Family, was always stationed in a fixed airspace, which from the heavens to the earth below belonged to the Mairente Family, and no other Sky City was allowed entry.
Not far from the airspace occupied by the Mairente Family, there was, in fact, another huge airspace that contained three Sky Cities, one large and two dium. The largest of these, known as Glory City, had a population of over two hundred thousand and was considered a major city in the skies.
Since the two territories were quite close to each other, it only took Cyril an afternoon to reach the port of Glory City after she had left Machine City.
Although dusk had already fallen and the sun had set below the horizon by the ti she disembarked from the Skyship, Cyril imdiately stepped into a carriage and headed straight from the Skyport to the city district.
As a large Sky City with a population exceeding two hundred thousand, Glory City was very extensive, so by the ti Cyril, riding in the carriage, reached the city district and finally stopped next to a secluded street, darkness had already set in.
After getting off the carriage, Cyril glanced across the street and soon spotted a large mansion.
This mansion, even by Glory City standards, was large. It had three floors and occupied nearly the entire street with its vast courtyard; calling it a mansion was an understatent—it was more like a manor located in the city district.
After observing the mansion, Cyril ran across the street, had the guards at the gate notify the inhabitants, and then entered the mansion.
Guided by a servant, Cyril ascended the staircase all the way to the third floor and entered a study.
In the study sat two girls about her age. One of them, dressed in a refined and opulent noble outfit, had a cute and likable face, the kind that one would take to imdiately. She was idly sitting by the bookshelf. In contrast, the other girl looked quite ordinary and sat quietly in the room, lazily reading a book.
"Sister Cyril."
Upon seeing Cyril being led in by a servant, the girl reading the book smiled and said, before taking a bookmark and placing it in the book, then setting the book aside.
"Sister Cyril, what brought you here so suddenly? I would have sent soone to pick you up if you had inford ."
After closing the book, the girl quickly pulled Cyril into the study, then said to the other, bored noble girl, "Anya, you rember Sister Cyril, right? You've t her once before."
"Of course, I rember."
Giving Cyril a polite nod, the girl nad Anya didn't say much more and then tactfully left the study, leaving just the two of them.
"Athena, how have you been lately?"
Sitting across from the girl, Cyril asked with a smile.
The girl in front of her was the very Athena referred to by Atted.
"Sister Cyril, you must have co here because sothing urgent has co up, right?"
Sitting down beside Cyril, Athena, instead of indulging in small talk, got straight to the point.
Clearly, she had already guessed Cyril's intentions, which was normal for soone of Cyril's stature who had hurriedly co for a visit without any urgent matter—it would indeed be strange otherwise.
Since Athena had broached the subject, Cyril dispensed with further pleasantries and imdiately spoke, "Athena, have you heard about the recent events affecting our family?"
"Oh, I've heard a bit..."
Nodding, Athena turned to look at a bookshelf, then pulled out a notebook and glanced through it: "Your family is preparing to move against Rocky, the City Lord of Thunderhawk City, aren't they?"
"You've mobilized over four hundred warships and two dium-sized Sky Cities, and you're set to depart in a few days, right?"
Looking at Cyril, Athena spoke in the sa sowhat languid manner she had used while reading.
But despite her seemingly relaxed deanor, the information she shared stunned Cyril, because everything Athena ntioned was exactly right, down to the finest detail—the entire Mairente Family's moves had been grasped by her, more than even Cyril could comprehend!
Thus, upon hearing everything she said, Cyril's mouth hung open in shock for a good while without speaking.
Athena, a girl who shared her na with the goddess of war and wisdom, was not only similar to the deity in na but nearly matched the goddess in capability!
This girl, unaffiliated with any forces, was respected by all because she was incredibly intelligent, so much so that it was difficult to describe. Her brilliant mind could turn desperate situations around or foil certain victories. She was truly a remarkable woman of the skies.
Interestingly, Athena enjoyed strategizing for others; as long as sothing piqued her interest, countless battles were planned by her hand. So lived because of her, and so died because of her, making her identity always dual in people's eyes; she was either an angel or a demon.
"You..."
Facing the languid Athena, Cyril opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words, eventually sighing, "You're still as fearso as ever, even more thorough than the Shadow Alliance's intelligence, right?"
"They do indeed co to for information." Laughing nonchalantly, Athena looked at Cyril: "Sister Cyril, did you co here to inquire about this? About your family deploying troops?"
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