Back in Hollow City, the Astral Pavilion did business as usual. Hundreds of different spaces existed within its building, with different employees servicing different customers in each of them.
Above these spaces, a person—or rather a woman—was observing everything indifferently, with blue stars flashing in her eyes.
It was Assira.
With her Archdevil strength, she was able to take in everything that happened in Astral Pavilion. She sifted through countless pieces of information, forming a web of intelligence inside her mind.
Her aura would surge every time a new "line" was formed in this intricate web, albeit the increase in her power was minimal, barely any better than her taking a single breath.
Still, this increase was enough to make a difference given enough time.
Assira had been in this state for a long time. Apart from sending her clone to venture into the Origin Sea, she did nothing else besides this.
Until suddenly...
