Chapter 262: Chapter 37 Action and Gathering
The first batch of twelve figures in grey cloaks stepped out from the Teleportation Array. After a montary extinguishing, the Array abruptly lit up with an even more intense, blazing white light.
A figure, also devoid of any fluctuation of presence, appeared in the Teleportation Array. However, on the left shoulder of his grey cloak, there was a special emblem of a silver-white tower motif.
Anvis had also seen that emblem before; it was the symbol of a major power, the Silver Tower.
This force originated from the Yiter Federation and was said to have been initially ford by several High Rank Mages operating independently, aiming to study the legacy of the ancient High Elf era, with publicly known Ninth Rank presence as well.
But now, it seed that this power was not so simple.
After the figure left the center of the Array, its light did not imdiately dim, but instead condensed and brought forth a second figure.
In the end, three figures in grey cloaks, each carrying the tower emblem, were teleported over.
The one leading carefully scrutinized Anvis, and then Anvis suddenly felt the world around him darken, with only that figure remaining clear in his gaze.
He imdiately understood that he was now within the Spirit Space.
At the sa ti, the grey-cloaked figure with the silver emblem lifted his hood in his gaze – it was none other than Duke Carrot!
“How confident are you, Anvis? For this operation, I have stated in my own na, claiming through secret intelligence channels that I have obtained information related to the Gate within the Pupil.”
“For this reason, Alfred and the Ninth Rank Elder of the Aslade Family will also be involved in this operation.”
With an unusually serious expression, Duke Carrot’s pale blue eyes fixated on Anvis, as if he wanted to see the answer he needed in his eyes.
“Don’t worry, Father, I have more than ninety percent certainty that the location is indeed the secret assembly point of the Gate within the Pupil.”
Under the Duke’s majestic gaze, Anvis did not show any sign of nervousness but calmly gazed back with an extrely confident tone.
“Moreover, when I passed by there earlier, I saw two carriages, still with horses harnessed, parked in the carriage shed.”
“This is sufficient to suggest that it’s highly likely that there are people inside, and if we set off promptly, we might even catch them before they leave.”
Seeing Anvis’s composed deanor, the Duke gave a slight nod.
“Then, who is that girl with you?”
“She is Alisa. We were both teleported out from the True Knowledge Society’s trial grounds, and she happened to be teleported close to , so we are temporarily travelling together.”
Anvis answered.
“I see.”
The Duke nodded again.
The next instant, the surroundings returned to normal.
Most people in the room were unaware, but the other two figures with the silver emblem glanced at Duke Carrot as if sensing sothing.
The Duke, seeming indifferent to their glances, simply took out two grey cloaks and handed them over to Anvis.
“You can follow for now, but if a big battle breaks out later, you should keep so distance.”
“Understood.”
Anvis nodded, took the cloaks, and handed one to Alisa.
“What’s this?”
Feeling the peculiar texture of the cloak in her hands, the young Knight couldn’t help being curious.
“It’s a Magic Cloak made from Silver Mimicry Beast hide; excellent for hiding one’s face, body, and presence. Essential for those who wish to take on good deeds anonymously.”
After fastening the secret silver buckle at his chest, Anvis put on the grey hood and expertly activated the magic within the cloak, making his presence indistinguishable from that of the other grey-cloaked individuals.
“That one’s for you, Alisa. It’s quite convenient for daily use.”
“Give it to ? But this must be sothing very valuable, right…?”
Alisa was sowhat unfamiliar with wearing it. Upon hearing Anvis’s words, she was montarily taken aback.
“Don’t worry, it’s not considered anything particularly valuable.”
Seeing Alisa’s hesitation, the blonde young man temporarily lifted the blurring effect from his face, offering the girl a reassuring smile.
“However, if you do mind, Alisa, how about you give a little sothing in return?”
“What kind of return gift?”
The girl was startled, becoming sowhat curious.
“Don’t rush, I’ll tell you after the operation is over—”
With a twinkle in his deep blue eyes, Anvis didn’t answer directly but instead teased the girl’s appetite a little.
Afterward, led by Duke Carrot and two other Ninth Rank individuals, everyone employed magic to conceal their forms and auras, silently approaching Villa No. 26 through the air under the guidance of Anvis.
Since it was a secret operation, there were very few people involved, but all were high-level Professionals.
.….….
While Anvis and the Duke were preparing to start their operation, a simple, makeshift eting was occurring in the basent of the villa.
The environnt here had not been expanded spatially, and the indoor area was only tens of square ters, making it sowhat cramped.
Murky grey mist roiled on the walls, blocking the peering eyes of Prophetic magic. A pitch-black lamp was lit with a cold, pale fla, casting a ghastly pallor across the room.
By the central Silver Tower table, seven individuals wearing robes bearing the symbol of the Eyes of the Doors sat on silver high-backed chairs, perched on either side.
Only a Crystal Ball hovered at the head of the table, with the position’s owner not physically present, but none of the assembled seed to mind.
Attendance wasn’t important; Identity was.
“…Therefore, the original plan was only half-successful. Although we destroyed the small Dream World, the target completed it half a Magic Ti ahead of the previous record.
They managed to escape from the Dream World at the last mont, avoiding being drawn into the collapsing realm.”
“Since the target relied entirely on their own Strength to actively flee and did not trigger the passive power of destiny’s protection, it’s impossible to judge if they are the Prophetic Star.”
At this mont, a black-robed individual on the left-hand side of the table was relaying the proceedings of this probing endeavor.
After hearing his account, the reactions among the group varied.
“I think the likelihood is high; otherwise, it would’ve been impossible to achieve a whole half-hour sooner than historical records.”
“I’m not so sure; it could be that Olivendi gave him so artifact that foresaw the danger, which then allowed him to forcefully break through using a special life-saving trump card.”
Waiting quietly for the discussion to subside, the Crystal Ball in the head position emitted a dim light, and a blurred figure raised a hand, indicating for everyone to quiet down.
“Alright, let’s put an end to the discussion on this matter for now. Today’s main topic is not this.”
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly exchanged glances and fell silent for a mont before a person on the right side of the table cautiously spoke.
“Then, Grey Mist, I heard that the Continent is about to undergo a dramatic change soon?”
“Yes.”
From within the Crystal Ball, the shadowy figure slowly spoke.
“According to the trajectory of the stars, the state of the Net of Destiny has reached a special critical point. A dramatic upheaval sweeping across the entire Continent is about to co unavoidably.”
“The ergence of chanical constructs may seem like the starting point of all change, but in reality, it’s more accurate to say that the rise of a major destiny allowed the Magic Council to discover that ruin, bringing the concept of constructs back into the world.”
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