Chapter 355

"Based on the intelligence we have, just now the news of Councilman Lei Zhi's death came in. Judging by the current invasion speed of the Mingfuzhi Sect, recalling our forces now would likely already be too late."

At this moment, sitting in a corner of the council chamber, the current councilman clutching his own arm, Ulfheim said in a low voice.

Speaking of which, one has to say Ulfheim's luck really is terrible.

During the previous Akatsuki incident, he forcibly unleashed power beyond his limits, resulting in an injury that even now he has yet to recover from. And now, having taken up the position of councilman, he has once again become a target of the Mingfuzhi Sect.

Just now he was struck by the Jackal's attack. Had he not desperately released his magic at the last moment to block it, he would likely have become the first of the Ten Holy Mages to die at the hands of a demon.

However, although he survived, it caused his recently recovered injuries to flare up once more, even producing an even more severe reaction—his luck is simply at rock bottom.

Knowing of the existence of 'Fiss' is not limited to just Ulfheim and Ouga.

The provisional councilman, Haiberion, knows as well. However, because he is not yet an official councilman, Haiberion has not connected to Fiss—

Among those present in the council chamber, only Makarov remains unaware.

As news of councilmen's deaths came one after another, although the matter of 'Fiss' was something only councilmen were qualified to know, the situation was urgent. At this moment, Ouga could no longer bother with these rules and laid out everything he knew.

Even so, Makarov actually already vaguely knew some of it. After all, he had also planted a mole within the Fapingyi Society. Upon learning that the Fapingyi Society possessed 'Fiss', aside from being slightly shocked, he had no other reaction, nor any anger.

He was more focused on thinking about how to deal with the Mingfuzhi Sect's attack.

After all, regarding 'Fiss'—once Fiss detonates, all magic power within Ishugar would vanish. Naturally, he did not wish to see such a situation either.

The disappearance of magic power would undoubtedly be an enormous blow to mages who rely on magic for their livelihood—it could even be said to strip mages of their lives.

In such a situation, all of Ishugar would fall into an unprecedented dark age. Especially during this Great Transition period, losing magic power is equivalent to losing the ability to resist, and in the end it would come to the point of being at others' mercy.

No matter what, Makarov had to stop it.

But facing the Mingfuzhi Sect's invasion, they had yet to recover from the war—what could they possibly use to block the King of the Underworld's attack?

For a moment, a heavy atmosphere enveloped the entire council chamber.

"The only option now is to seek help from the Shinigami who has already entered another world."

"It's useless."

Hearing Makarov's proposal, Ouga immediately shook his head in denial.

"Earlier I already cast communication magic, but it all sank like stones in water—I didn't receive the slightest response or feedback."

"What about people? We could dispatch personnel—"

Makarov was somewhat unwilling to give up. Now Ulfheim's old injuries had flared up again, and both Haiberion and he had suffered heavy injuries in the battle of the otherworld. Although a week had already passed, they had only recovered a little—nowhere near enough to withstand the Mingfuzhi Sect.

But……

It's useless.

Facing Makarov's inquiry, Ouga still shook his head.

"The personnel dispatched in have not come out yet—I'm afraid the results aren't much better……"

"If there's really no other way, we can only stake our old lives on it."

Ulfheim was still the same fiery temper as ever. Especially after suffering the attack, his anger toward the Mingfuzhi Sect had already reached its peak.

Even so, judging from his current condition, his words clearly carried not the slightest bit of persuasiveness.

However, Ulfheim was not wrong—even if it meant staking their old lives, they could not hand over Fiss.

"It seems that also……"

"Bang bang bang—!"

Before Makarov could finish speaking, outside the council hall, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came. Immediately after, a guard burst in. Before he had even stepped through the door, his voice had already reached them.

"Council President! Council President!"

"There's someone outside the Pingyi Society."

……

Hearing these words, the three people present immediately stood up, a hint of heaviness flickering in their eyes.

What's going on—has the Mingfuzhi Sect attacked so quickly?

One must realize that only a few minutes had passed since the last news of a councilman's death arrived. Could the Mingfuzhi Sect really be moving that fast?

But, just as they were thinking this, behind the guard. The very next second, words interrupted their train of thought.

"Council President, my lord, an otherworlder has now arrived, claiming to be a knight from the Royal Guard Knights, saying he has come to subjugate the Monu Sect."

"A knight?"

Hearing this, Makarov and the others exchanged glances, their minds somewhat blank.

Why would a knight suddenly appear at a time like this?

"First invite the person to the reception room. We'll head over right away."

But no matter what, Makarov and the others still chose to go take a look first before saying more.

After all, otherworlders who take the initiative to come knocking are rare—at least, in their knowledge, there was only this one.

Passing through corridor after corridor, Makarov and the others arrived at the reception room in no time. The moment they stepped through the door, a handsome young man with long black hair and deep black eyes appeared before them.

His build was slender, a longsword tucked at his waist, complementing his upright features like a painting. His refined bearing, every word and action, was filled with goodwill and consideration for others.

Although they had not yet made contact, with just a single glance, Makarov and the others felt a sense of calm and serenity from this handsome young man.

At the very least, Makarov could sense that the other party had not come bearing ill will.

"Hello!"

Before Makarov and the others could approach, the handsome young man faced Makarov and the others, performed a knight's salute, and said softly.

"I am a knight from the Royal Guard Knights, named Lin Astrea."

That's right!

The handsome young man before them was none other than Lin Cheng himself.

With Sword Saint Reinhard's drawing, Lin Cheng no longer planned to continue hiding in the border town.

After all, at the beginning, hindered by his lack of ability to protect himself, Lin Cheng had chosen to conceal his identity together with Eclair.

Every man longs for a heated battle, and he was no exception, but now that he had obtained the world's protection and gained the ability of immortality, naturally he had to step forward and venture forth.

Of course!

This didn't mean Lin Cheng planned to leave Eclair behind; it was only for occasional brief excursions. The work at the tavern would be left to the shadow clone, while the task of keeping Eclair company would still be carried out by him personally.

Even if an emergency might occur, with his current strength, a round trip would only take a minute or two—more than enough time.

Of course, the above was only part of the reason; the bigger one was coming for the Mingfuzhi Sect.