"The Chariot has been quite active lately. First, he provoked the Secret Order, and now he's discovered the Feysac Empire's military movements."
Above the gray fog, sitting in the high-backed chair at the head of the bronze long table, Klein gently tapped the edge of the table with his hand: "The Feysac people actually obtained an item capable of large-scale Teleportation. This should be a very high-grade sealed artifact. Where did they get it from?"
"No, the problem now is how to stop the Feysac people's plan."
"If I were a true god, I wouldn't have to worry, but unfortunately, I'm not."
"Warn the members of the Loen Kingdom… Hmm, I'll pass this message to Miss Justice. She should be able to do something."
"And Mr. Hanged Man, he is a member of the Storm Church, and he can do no less than Miss Justice."
"Miss Magician won't be able to help much, but I still need to inform her, at least to keep her in the loop."
"I can go find Emlyn, that Sanguine, and see what their Blood Race can do. They live in Loen, so they probably don't want their lives here to be disrupted."
"Well, as long as we're willing to act, there's still a lot that can be done."
His fingers stopped tapping. Klein extended his spirituality, slightly processed the image of The Chariot's prayer to make Lex's figure appear somewhat blurred, and then projected this image into the crimson stars representing Justice, Hanged Man, and Magician.
Afterward, he enveloped himself in spirituality, simulated the feeling of falling, and left Above the gray fog.
In Audrey's private study in Backlund, the young lady, who was almost an adult, was engrossed in reading a book, immersed in the joy of pursuing knowledge.
Suddenly, she saw boundless gray mist and a blurry figure praying in the forest. Immediately after, words entered her ears.
Feysac Empire. Large-scale Teleportation item. Naval fleet assembling. Attack Pritz Harbor next wednesday. Airship fleet bombarding Backlund. Audrey quickly grasped these key terms, which made it difficult for her to remain calm.
The gray mist dispersed, and Audrey's vision returned to normal, but her mood could no longer be as calm as before.
From the voice just now, the person praying should be Mr. Chariot. He obtained such important intelligence. The Feysac Empire is about to take military action against us. Are they going to start a war?
The word "war" was something Audrey thought was very far from her, but she didn't expect it to be so close.
If nothing was done, in four days, Backlund would be bombed, and this beautiful and prosperous city would be engulfed in war. Tens of thousands of people would be displaced. Audrey couldn't even imagine such a disaster.
"What's wrong with you?" The golden retriever lying beside her lifted its head, looking at Audrey with concern.
Taking a deep breath, Audrey felt for the first time how heavy her shoulders were. She decided to do something; she had to do something!
Father is in his study right now. I should go find him… No, how do I explain the source of the message to him?
And now, the Senator of the Upper House is also in the study.
Mother.
That's right, I can go find Mother!
Gradually, Audrey had an idea, a decision.
She stroked Susie's head and said, "I'm going to save the world!"
After speaking, with a serious expression and determined eyes, she left the study. Soon, she arrived at the Countess's living room and knocked on the door without hesitation.
Inside the living room, Countess Caitlyn was sitting on the sofa, flipping through a magazine. She heard the knock and had her personal maid open the door, then saw her daughter Audrey approach.
"My little angel, is something on your mind?" Caitlyn immediately noticed her daughter's hesitant expression.
Of course, the current expression was intentionally displayed by Audrey, deliberately created to match what she was about to say.
"Mother, I have something to tell you." Audrey glanced at the maids in the room.
The Countess smiled slightly: "You may leave for now."
Soon, only the Countess and her daughter remained in the living room. Audrey then deliberately spoke in a hesitant tone: "Mother, I have something, and I don't know if I should tell you."
"It's too absurd, but I'm worried it might become a reality. I've been hesitating for days. Can you give me some advice?"
The Countess, over fifty but radiant and appearing to be only in her early thirties, smiled and said: "My dear, we are family, and family can tell each other anything."
"And I believe you are a child with your own judgment. Since you are worried it might become a reality, then no matter how absurd it is, I am willing to listen."
Audrey pursed her dry lips. Encouraged by her mother, she nodded gently and spoke directly: "Mother, I must confess to you that sometimes, I secretly go out to attend some gatherings."
"Well, some rather mysterious gatherings, but I promise, these gatherings are only mysterious, not evil."
"Alright, I'm referring to the Tarot Club," Audrey added in her mind.
The Countess covered her mouth and chuckled: "I know, and your father knows too. We both know you're interested in mysterious things, and we don't object to you pursuing and exploring what interests you."
"Of course, the premise is that those things won't harm you, and your father has the ability to ensure that."
Audrey lowered her head slightly, showing reverence: "So you knew."
She then immediately looked up, her eyes shining with courage, as if gathering all her strength to say: "Mother, last time I heard a piece of news at a gathering."
"It is said that the Feysac people have obtained an item capable of large-scale Teleportation. The person who spread this news said with all seriousness that the Feysac people will use this item to attack Pritz Harbor, and their airship fleet will cooperate with the navy to bomb Backlund!"
Caitlyn's smile froze on her face. She gasped, "How is this possible?"
Audrey followed her tone: "Yes, many people laughed at him at the time, but that person said the answer would be revealed next wednesday."
"I thought it was absurd, but I was also afraid it would become a reality. I hesitated for several days, but in the end, I still decided to tell you, and you can decide whether to tell Father."
"However, Mother, if you want to tell Father, could you please keep it a secret for me? I'm worried Father won't let me go to gatherings anymore." Audrey naturally let emotions of worry and guilt appear on her face.
Caitlyn stroked her daughter's head and said: "I know what to do, but Audrey, you did very well. Whether this news is true or false, since there's such a rumor, then we should be prepared."
"When it comes to matters of war, it's always right to be cautious."
"I'm going to find your father now."