When Dante and his group began talking with Ira and the leaders of the GTS, she apologized for the misunderstanding, explaining that she hadn't had to worry about concealing her mana for a long ti.
Dante politely apologized in return, saying that it had been such a long ti since he saw her that he couldn't recognize her mana, so it was also his fault.
Ira chuckled, wondering why the warlock had beco so polite, as he was quite rude when he was a child.
"Well, after I t my first family of nobles, I realized it would be a hassle to deal with them unless I just said what they wanted to hear…" Dante replied.
Reminiscing of the old tis, Dante was seventeen years old when he left Shadowvale and arrived at a human town at the border.
After buying a map of the area, he started making his way to a big city to register as an adventurer. Suddenly, he saw an elegant carriage being attacked by a small pack of goblins, so the warlock dispatched them with ease.
Inside the carriage, an old nobleman was shivering with fear, so Dante decided to give him a hand and get him out safely.
"The monsters are dead, old man. You can co out," Dante said.
However, instead of being thanked for his assistance, the nobleman was indignant at the fact that Dante spoke so casually to him.
The nobleman called him a filthy commoner, unimportant trash who dared to speak to a Lord with such a tone.
Nevertheless, Dante was wholly indifferent to the man's bickering and ended up leaving him alone with his destroyed carriage.
Still, the interaction was so annoying to Dante that he didn't want to go through it again, so he started learning how to properly speak to nobles.
Ira started laughing after Dante told his story, which surprised the siblings, as it was rare to see the Golden Fox having fun.
"Aww, that was good…" Ira mused, wiping a little tear from her eye.
"I'm glad you enjoyed the story… Now, we can leave the reminiscing for later—I'm curious to know what the hell are you even doing here?" Dante asked.
Ira let out a serene smile and gazed out the window, saying that she had fallen into the Celestial Alignnt Convergence, which brought her to the shores of New Arcadia.
The Jade Dragons knew what the convergence was since Dante had told them it was a natural phenonon that brought him there. However, another force sent the warlock through the portal, while Ira said she 'fell' into it.
"You fell?" Dante pondered aloud.
Ira elaborated and said that she was hunting down a mage called Wolfram, unaware that the man was researching the convergence, trying to recreate it.
However, during her battle with the mage, she ended up falling into the portal, plumting from the skies and landing on the beach of New Arcadia.
A blond man watched the scene and ran to the unconscious woman to offer his help, detailing her fox features and taking her to a safe place where other people wouldn't see her.
The man's na was Marcus Vercrux, the first leader and founder of the Golden Twilight Syndicate. However, the mafia family didn't exist at the ti of her arrival.
Ira and Marcus ended up falling in love with each other, and their descendants had been the ones leading the GTS ever since, keeping the identity of the Golden Fox a secret.
"The founder? That must have been a little over a hundred years ago…" Camille muttered.
"Sacred Beasts live for two to three thousand years…" Dante replied, shocking the people of his group.
"No wonder I sensed that mana from the siblings… They are literally your grandchildren," the warlock continued, placing a hand on his chin with amusent.
"Sorry, Cami… I couldn't just tell you about this," linda interjected.
"No, no. I overreacted, too—The thought that a friend could betray made lose my cool… Sorry, li," Camille said to her friend with an apologetic smile.
"Uhh, yeah. Apologies for releasing all that umbra," Dante politely said.
"It's fine, little warlock. These children needed a reality check… They've been quite bigheaded after mastering a few simple spells," Ira said with a face of approval.
"Now, if you really want to make it up, you could catch up on the state of Terra… I haven't heard anything since I got here, you know?" Ira continued.
The warlock scoffed with a chuckle and said that it wouldn't be a problem. However, there was sothing in his mind that was bothering him.
"You said you arrived a little over a hundred years ago, correct?" Dante asked.
"Mhmm, that should be about right," Ira nodded.
"Hmmm… If I were to consider you disappeared one or two years after your visit at Shadowvale, then it would have happened a little over TWO hundred years ago," Dante deduced, shocking everyone in the room except for Ira.
"Interesting, so while we have the sa amount of days in a year, the flow of ti is different for each world…" the fox woman mused, fascinated by the information.
With both the Jade Dragons and the GTS finding sothing in common, the group spent hours sharing information with each other, breaking their barriers of secrecy as they knew they were all on the sa side.
Dante and Camille told them in detail everything that happened with the Blood Dragons, ntioning Astaroth and the atrocities he committed in Novis.
Moreover, they revealed that it had all started after the Onyx Cartel gave Sabelio a grimoire, which taught the old man how to control umbra and conduct a ritual to summon the demons.
"There was one place we found, and I wonder if you might know anything about it…" Dante said to Ira, ntioning the cathedral built for the Pantheon of Four.
The Sacred Beast widened her eyes in disbelief, asking if the warlock was sure about it, so Camille showed her a few pictures they had taken after the cathedral was almost entirely demolished.
In the picture, the insignia of the gods' pantheon was clear, making Ira scoff with annoyance—an expression that Curtis and Lindsey had never seen their granny do before.
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