"You are all the future pillars of our human race. Once my own generation is gone, it will be your turn to carry the flame forward."
As a group of people walked through a large corridor, the elderly woman at the very front spoke solemnly.
If anyone had witnessed the scene during the Human Emperor Sword's appearance, they would realize she was the only remaining Elder, the one who was fortunate—or rather unfortunate—to survive.
The Elder glanced at the young men and women walking behind her with faint expectation, as though she could see the future of the human race in their youthful faces.
"You should have all learned of what happened a few days ago."
"The Human Temple has displayed its might once again. Taking advantage of this time, we are planning to expand our territory beyond the central region."
"For this, the Elders' Council has decided to cultivate the next generation.", the Elder paused briefly before continuing:
