An angel envoy noticed sothing amiss and spoke up with doubt.
"It's hard to say. If we're to explain that the Speaker of that Society just happens to like humanoids and is also a sword master, it would be quite a coincidence."
Redd shook his head.
"That's true."
After hearing this, Angel Envoy Gao Wen muttered casually:
"How can there be a person who is both the Speaker, a pillar of Society, capable of direct communication with the senior hierarchy of Spiritual Warriors, and also a top-notch Forge Master, while being proficient in swordsmanship? Isn't that too much of a coincidence?"
"...No. If that's truly the case."
Redd pondered for a mont, as a figure flashed through his mind:
"The Speaker of the chanical World Society, ganiros, is such a person. Back when he worked under Leoz, ganiros's attitude was quite strange. He wasn't particularly enthusiastic about invading Haines nor about Leoz's primordial soil. And as a Speaker, he personally infiltrated Haines, seemingly just to look for sothing."
"ganiros? Impossible, that guy is too young." Angel Envoy Gao Wen was surprised: "I've seen ganiros. That guy isn't over four thousand years old; even now, he's just about nine thousand years old, right?"
"You've overestimated; that guy is at most six thousand years old, possibly even younger than Emperor Anpolo." Redd shook his head.
"Youth isn't the issue," Angel Envoy Lancelot reminded: "That guy ganiros worked alongside us, and he was indeed quite dedicated to Leoz's work. During the campaign against the Evil God, besides the Goddess, he was the most active."
"Yes, even now, I can't understand why he beca a chanical Holy Father in Haines, spreading teachings everywhere. What was he actually after? Even during the invasion of Haines, he seed to be just loafing around and observing the excitent."
"Co to think of it, every ti I went to carry out the tasks assigned by Leoz and visited the Temple of Tens of Thousands of Gods, I always saw ganiros fiddling with things nearby. Sotis it was a small component, sotis an intricate chanical bird, as if he was just living his daily life."
"But those aren't the key points."
Redd spoke calmly:
"ganiros, since the War Beyond the Abyss, is no longer the Speaker."
As soon as he said this, the angels all turned to look.
"It's nothing strange. Do you really believe, when Gaia decided to lead the Societies to invade the Starry Abyss, that all Societies were enthusiastic and ca together wholeheartedly?"
Redd rested his cheek on his hand and spoke casually:
"Do you know why, despite the apparent chaos within the Starry Abyss, the Societies can only fight in isolation?"
"The main reason, of course, is that the Starry Abyss is too vast. Coupled with its own chanisms of floating and subrging and power limitations, it prevents the Societies from exerting their full strength."
"However, if the Societies could swarm in like they did during the invasion of Haines, the Starry Abyss, without the Chief God's presence - aside from the void - would find it challenging to fend off the attack. The reason they can't form a collective is precisely because of Gaia."
"When exile Leoz and carved up the civilization of Haines, Gaia, in front of other civilizations, abolished their own Speaker."
"Yes, you heard correctly."
Redd straightened up, his tone becoming unconsciously serious:
"After devouring Morphederia, Gaia acquired a certain mandate, allowing her to even manipulate the Societies!"
"That's the power she obtained from Morphederia! The Societies fear this power, they dare not gather or accompany each other, fearing that Gaia will capture them all at once, completely dominating them."
"Therefore, I am not opposed to Arthur defying my orders to test Leoz. I can't be sure that Leoz didn't leave behind a remnant of that power. Otherwise, the 23 kilograms of primordial soil I hold, even if it evolves into a Society, would be useless; one Gaia is enough for to handle, and I don't want to cultivate a second Gaia."
"So, you need to understand, besides Gaia, who else can do it, enslaving the Societies like one does with hunting dogs, right?"
A calm male voice said.
"Who?"
The angels all drew their swords, nervously facing the door. However, Redd smiled.
"Don't be nervous, it's a guest I invited."
Redd reassured everyone, resting his chin on his hand, and spoke amiably:
"Long ti no see, my dear Scholar Lyle."
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