Holy Tree City, Empire Embassy.
In a chamber obstructed by a three-layered barrier that was impervious to any ordinary detection, the three individuals who had returned from the White Bone Castle were seated at a modest stone table. The trio remained mute as if awaiting something.
A hush descended, and the atmosphere gradually grew grave.
After a lengthy period, the envoy from earlier lightly tapped the table and queried, "What do you think of the Holy Tree Duke?"
His demeanor and tone were no longer as deferential as before. It was more fitting to say that he appeared superior to the other two.
After a while, the Astral Council senator responded in a deep voice, "Powerful…"
Then, he added, "Terrifyingly powerful… Let me clarify beforehand. If our ultimate mission is to engage her in that palace, I won't go berserk with you."
The envoy scowled at this answer and inquired, "I'm not well-versed in magic… but is it that exaggerated?"
