"Lord Noyola, I regret that we have met under such circumstances. Fate is indeed unpredictable, it seems we're destined to cross paths," Rebry had fully regained his usual carefree demeanor, casually shaking his mage robe. The scepter in his hand had already silently slipped into his grasp. Facing powerhouses like Noyola and Lorenzo, no overlord on the Continent would dare to underestimate them. They represent the highest law enforcement authority of the Church of Light in the mortal world; whoever dares to provoke them, they can cast into the Abyss.