The camera slowly zooms in, moving from the diverse guests to the game table, and then onto the resulting parallel chessboard.
Cutscene.
In the parallel space of London city, the apartment building of instructors under the jurisdiction of the Thorn Austerity Association.
Sally, with a pair of black goat's hooves, watched Han Dong closely. He had just "privately" reached a cooperation agreement.
Even though the aura emanating from the young man had yet to touch the Door of Truth.
But to be unaffected by her Seeds of Fascination three times in a row and to have been directly dismantled by the Yellow Robe, he must be no ordinary character... he might even possess something that even she couldn't see.
"Since you have three days to spare, do us a favor."
"You are far more powerful than us, do you still need help?"
Sally explained briefly:
"It's not a matter of power, but of manpower.
