A week had passed since the start of the Grand Conquest, and almost the same amount of time had passed since the Mass Teleportation Incident.
So much had happened since then, and Rey, sighing as heavily as he possibly could, didn't want to start thinking about it.
Unfortunately, he didn't have any choice in the matter.
"Let us begin our Emergency Meeting." He said, looking around him to observe the faces of the competent Adventurers he had in his camp.
About six Master Rank Adventurers, Esme, and Noah Sherlock—who they just met the previous day—were the people present for the meeting.
Everyone else was asleep, and rightfully so. It was clear that exhaustion had reached the maximum limit.
Unfortunately, that wasn't even the peak of the problem.
