The Council of Sages—a secret organization of mages.
To be frank, its predecessor was essentially a gathering of busybodies.
Over ti, the organization grew powerful and structured, becoming one of the world's influential mystical mage associations.
The daughter of the House of Gordoin—Alice Louise von Nafal, a prodigious Witch, was recomnded to beco the chairman of this Council of Sages at the re age of sixteen.
Now twenty-four, Alice no longer held the chairman position but still wielded considerable prestige and authority within the organization as a special advisor.
Regarding the incident of a Heretic God's descent in Sardinia, she had, of course, received the news promptly.
She had expected the Heretic God to cause massive upheaval, but to her surprise, peace was quickly restored.
To be precise, the Heretic God had returned to myth.
As a Witch of the Heavenly Throne, Alice confird this through her spirit vision.
The problem was the great distance and so form of power interference, preventing her from determining how the Heretic God had returned.
Was it due to a clash between Heretic Gods, with one defeated and returning to myth, or was it slain by a Campione?
If she didn't know, there was likely soone who would—the Witch of the Earthly Throne, Lucretia.
To obtain information from this Witch, one needed to prepare sothing for exchange.
Soon after, the notification from the Holy Knights brought her the bargaining chip.
It was a demonic monster, but its mythological origins remained unknown.
The bizarre thing was that this demonic creature didn't vanish after being killed, leaving behind its complete body.
"That thing looks more like a creature closely resembling monsters from mythology."
"It's likely similar to those abnormal genetic organisms created by humans."
"But this thing erged from Lady Aisha's cave—it couldn't possibly be human research, could it?"
In this world, there existed organizations attempting to recreate mythological beings through scientific ans, but without exception, they all failed.
Of course, there were also researches that involved extracting genes from various animals, conducting enhancents, and ultimately breeding all sorts of chaotic monstrosities.
Such organizations were considered heretical by magical associations and would be eliminated.
Because these people acted recklessly, completely disregarding ethics and morals.
"So, you're saying Lady Aisha's cave might connect to a truly otherworldly dinsion, right?"
This speculation made both the higher-ups of the Council of Sages and the Holy Knights sowhat uneasy.
For now, they could only hope that Lady Aisha would return quickly and close that cave. Otherwise, if sothing even more dangerous erged, it would be troubleso.
To prepare for any contingency and properly deal with these monsters, thorough research on them was necessary.
Thus, Alice decided to use this monster as leverage to strike a deal with Lucretia.
She would allow the other party to participate in the research, and in exchange, Lucretia would tell her about the situation with the Heretic God in Sardinia.
So, Alice made the call, but to her surprise, a man answered the phone.
Afterward, she found herself sohow coaxed into addressing him as "grandpa," making her twitch at the corners of her mouth and eyes.
Just who was this guy?
He sounded very young—could it be that bastard Black Prince?
No, although he and Alice didn't get along, he wasn't the type to joke around like that. He was far too rigid.
Huh? The phone rang again less than a minute after hanging up?
Was it a callback from the other party?
After hesitating for a mont, Alice answered, thinking it might be Lucretia returning her call.
"Well, well, if it isn't Her Highness the Princess gracing with a call. Is there so good news?"
The voice that ca through sounded affectionate yet sowhat frivolous—exactly the person Alice was looking for.
"I have business with you, Granny."
"Oh my, you're as rude as ever, child. How can you call soone as young and beautiful as 'Granny'?"
Alice ignored this narcissistic banter.
"What's the situation with the Heretic God in Sardinia?"
She cut straight to the point.
"Of course, I've also prepared sothing to make you talk."
She added this as a follow-up.
"Oh? Sothing to make talk? Her Highness is so confident, it makes ... uh, wait, hold on—"
The voice on the other end suddenly beca flustered, as if Granny wasn't speaking to Alice.
"Granny?"
"Wait, wait, let finish this call with this child fir—yaaaaaah!"
Granny let out a scream.
"Granny!"
Had sothing terrible happened?
But the voice on the other end of the phone grew increasingly strange, making Alice realize sothing, her face involuntarily flushing red.
Finally, a rather delicate, coquettish sound made Alice imdiately hang up the phone.
About five minutes later, the phone rang again.
"What exactly is the 'good thing' the princess ntioned?"
The voice that ca through sounded weak, sowhat breathy and flirtatious.
"I'll send it directly to your email. Take a look."
After saying this, Alice was about to hang up.
But—
"Who was the man who answered the phone earlier?"
She couldn't help but ask.
"Him~"
The person on the other end of the line seed to adopt a playful tone.
"He's the man I'll be serving from now on."
These words made Alice widen her eyes. In other words, Lucretia's earlier unusual behavior—could it have been because of that?
No, no, this wasn't the ti to dwell on that.
This Witch, who had never aligned herself with any faction, now had soone she served—this was sothing worth paying attention to.
Whoever could make this Witch serve them was definitely not an ordinary individual.
Then again, could it be a lie? A joke? That was entirely possible.
"So, princess, why not join us? I think you'd be suitable too."
"Huh?"
Alice was stunned.
"To serve alongside . I can't wait to see your... less dignified side~"
The tone was so suggestive, as if hinting at sothing provocative, making Alice's face flush with embarrassnt.
Bang!
She hung up the phone with so force.
On the other end, Lucretia looked at the disconnected phone and lazily tossed it aside.
Then, her slightly moist, dazed eyes cast a faint glare at the man in front of her.
To forcibly drain her magical power while she was on the call with Alice, causing such a situation—it was truly malicious.
Hmm, Erica nearby was also staring at the two of them with a sharp, disapproving gaze.
So, what exactly had Alice sent her?
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