Casio's gaze was profound, like a dark, pitch-black well.
"Black Rain Villa, the entire Magical Golem Sect, many Secret Martial Arts schools, all are moving northwards to the Imperial Capital, Florence, to assist the Dark Hunt Organization in defending against the Catastrophe Tidal that emerged there. Otto, Blood Mist, Nine Snakes, and the Ascetics..."
"You all should go as well."
"Then, my lord, what about the weak points here in East Sea City?"
Otto asked, somewhat puzzled.
Casio's expression remained unchanged as he spoke slowly, "Of course, I am going alone. This is the most rational division of strength at this stage."
He was not being arrogant, nor was he showing off. He genuinely wanted to resolve this disaster that was nearly overturning the entire world.
On the contrary, Casio was very cautious.
