"Goodbye, Hulim, don't miss me too much~!"
At the door of the nameless potion shop, Irus waved to Hulim and said.
"No, it's you, Irus, who should stop missing me so much!"
"Hahaha~, how dishonest~!"
Amid Irus's laughter, Hulim watched her walk away.
Hulim didn't look away until the vehicle completely disappeared from her sight.
She glanced back at the closed door of the potion shop behind her.
"I hope I can drink your special scented tea again..."
Graduation is not far away.
By then, I will embark on a new journey.
At that time, will you return to Langard?
How many of the people Langard met will he ever see again?
Hulim stood at the door of the nameless potion shop for a long time.
Ding-ling~!
Until the breeze blew the wind chimes hanging at the door, making a crisp sound.
Hulim said to herself.
"...Go back."
Then she turned and left.
If the real relationship is only about to begin, then we will meet again...
... ...
In a dark underground space.
Balls of flames emitting a faint purple glow lit up one after another on the wall.
Under the illumination of the dark purple light, the space was no longer pitch black, but seemed even more chilling and gloomy...
A man wearing a black robe, with medium-length black hair and eyes so dark that they seemed to swallow up even the light walked in.
He slowly walked towards the highest point in this space.
Every time he took a step closer to that position, the statues standing on both sides would kneel down on one knee.
It turns out that these statues aren't actually statues, but individuals. Their immobility, coupled with the dim environment, makes them appear like statues...
The black-haired man came to the highest seat and sat down.
“… …”
He sat there, quietly overlooking the hall in front of him, his dull and empty eyes unable to reveal any of his thoughts.
The silence lasted for a long time.
One of the two people standing on both sides of the hall, closest to the black-haired man, finally asked:
"... Lord Qasim, you summoned us. Do you have any instructions?"
The dark eyes turned to the person who spoke, and that person instantly felt as if he was being stared at by an invincible beast, and felt a chill in his heart for no reason.
"Ah, yes... I called you here because of something."
Qasim said in a flat tone.
“… …”
No one responded.
If anyone really thinks that this person is confused in his sleep and talking nonsense, then he is truly hopelessly stupid.
No one can understand what Qasim is really thinking...
"I called you here for only one thing."
Hearing this, the man who had spoken just now breathed a sigh of relief. Since Qasim had important business to attend to, he would not do anything casually to his subordinates.
"That lord's plan has reached a critical stage."
Hearing these words, the man's heart, which had just been put at ease, was lifted up again.
"The sacrificial pillars must be completed as quickly as possible, which requires a large number of high-quality sacrifices."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion for a moment.
They also knew how harsh the conditions were for completing the Pillar of Sacrifice. Usually, Gulos had been kidnapping and purchasing slaves through various channels to build the Pillar of Sacrifice bit by bit, but now they suddenly had to complete it as quickly as possible. Where could they find so many high-quality sacrifices?
"Lord Qasim, finding a large number of high-quality sacrifices in a short period of time is a bit..."
Another subordinate standing closest to him reminded hesitantly.
"Of course there is a place."
Cassim spoke again.
Hearing this, everyone's attention once again focused on Qasim who was sitting on top.
"Langard, doesn't that Manax School of Magic have a ready-made one?"
“Manax—?!”
The two men standing closest to each side were both shocked.
"Lord Qasim, this is absolutely unacceptable. You've forgotten that there's that being in Langard. If we step in there, there's no way back!"
"Yes, Lord Kasim, Manax cannot be chosen!"
Both of them spoke up to dissuade him.
But there was no change in the expression on Qasim's face.
"You are right. That 'Saint' is indeed a big trouble, but the premise is that the 'Saint' is still in Langard."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall fell silent.
"Lord Qasim, you mean..."
The subordinate on the left asked cautiously.
"That's right."
Qasim glanced around the hall.
"During this period, the Saints have to do something else and won't be staying in Langard for at least a few months. This is our opportunity."
“… …”
Everyone in the hall was silent for a moment, and then they all bowed.
"Everything will be in accordance with Lord Qasim's orders!"
The purplish light reflected on their lowered faces, making them appear even darker and deeper...
... ...
... ...
Alicia's palace.
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