The shuttle in the second dimension

　Even when facing the True Ancestor, the True Ancestor's direct descendants, and the vampires closest to the True Ancestor, there was not a trace of fear on the girl's face.

　"You're so young, one of the three saints of the Lion King Organization." Looking at the girl walking out of the shadows, Ibrisbel sneered.

　Although he looks younger than the girl, he is at least seventy years old.

　"My name is Xian Guyong. Please give me your guidance. I am His Royal Highness Prince Ibrisbel, the Third True Ancestor, and also Lord Aldiyaru. Please forgive me for taking up some of your time tonight. It seems... the only one absent is Speaker Zaharias of Nerapsi." After scanning the space in the watchtower and finding that one person was missing, Xian Guyong frowned slightly. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell at all.

　"Hmph - that arms dealer starts acting like a lord after owning a territory!?" Ibrisbel snorted coldly, as if hearing a name he didn't want to hear.

　Compared to the four people present, Zaharias's status, identity or fame are not on the same level, but because he seized the territory of the Caruana family and several "Night Lords of Flame", no matter how powerful Ibrisbel is, he has to admit that he is qualified to participate in the feast.

　"Speaker Haliyas stated that all matters discussed tonight will be subject to the decisions of those present."

　"Smart decision," Ibrisbel said with a sneer.

　"Then, Lion King Agency, tell me why you called us here. Of course, if you called us to this shabby fake thing for a trivial matter, then you should know what the consequences will be." Ibrisbel asked with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

　"The reason I've summoned you all here is regarding... that number 12, 'Night Boss of Flame'—Agurola Florestina."

　"Have you given her a name yet?" Ibrisbel stroked his chin and said, "It's not like the original nickname can't be used."

　Although he said so, Ibrisbel did not care much. After all, it was just a code name. It was enough for him to know that it represented the number 12, 'Night Uncle of Flame'.

　"You should all be aware that three years ago, No. 12's 'Night Master of Flame' was awakened from her sleeping place and taken away." Xian Guyong continued, narrowing his eyes slightly.

　"Now, the twelfth 'Night Master of Flame', who has awakened three years ago, lives on the String God Island."

　"Oh~~ The sealed No. 12? I did hear the news that he was taken away. It seemed that he also attracted the group of Black Death Emperor at that time~~" With his eyes slightly narrowed, Gada continued in a beautiful voice.

　"But if this is the case, all twelve 'Flame Nightbenders' will be gathered~~~"

　"Yes, now all twelve 'Flame Night Lords' have gathered on this island." Xian Guyong paused and said, "But..."

Chapter 2: Prelude to the Feast

　"But..." At this point, Xian Guyong paused.

　"Oh~~just what?" As if he had thought of something, the third true ancestor: Jada looked at Xian Guyong with an intriguing expression and asked.

　In response to the Third True Ancestor's question, Xian Guyong's eyes showed no emotion at all. She said calmly, "We believe that the owner of Agurula is not qualified to be the Emperor Chosen."

　After hearing Xian Guyong's answer, Jada gently covered her mouth with her hand, and a very beautiful smile appeared on her delicate face, with a hint of smile flowing in her emerald eyes. "Oh~~ You think that person is not qualified to be the emperor elector? Then, Lion King Agency, how do you plan to operate?" A pleasant voice accompanied by a little doubt and weirdness sounded in the watchtower.

　"——" Slightly narrowing his eyes, a hint of doubt flashed in Ibrisbel's golden pupils. For some reason, he found that the tone of the Third True Ancestor's speech to Xian Guyong was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

　Watola, who was standing next to him, lowered his head slightly, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, which were blocked by his bangs. Ibrisbel could feel the strangeness in the tone of the Third True Ancestor, and of course he could feel it too.

　She frowned slightly. As one of the three saints of the Lion King's machinery, she certainly could hear the strangeness in the third true ancestor's tone, but she knew that now was not the time to think about this. She temporarily suppressed this question in her heart and continued to speak.

　"Let number 12, 'Night Master of Flame,' attend the 'Flame Banquet.' However, we will be responsible for preparing the stage for the banquet."

　"Hmph - a small island country in the far east, you still want to compete with our Night Empire on an equal footing? Do you have the qualifications?" Ibrisbel snorted coldly and smiled grimly.

　"Hehe—what a good answer~~~" Jada narrowed her emerald eyes slightly and smiled. She looked Xian Guyong up and down and asked, "By saying that, can I understand that your country is ready to make an equal offer, 'Silence Breaker'?"

　"Of course, otherwise it can't be called gambling." Xian Guyong looked at the Third True Ancestor and said calmly.

　"Ha—" Ibrisbell scoffed and looked at Xian Guyong with a smile on his face. "What's your offer? We don't need to tell you, but don't forget that even that filthy arms dealer quoted the fate of his own country. So what exactly is your offer in return?"

　After he finished speaking, a scarlet light flashed in Ibrisbel's eyes, and a huge gloomy aura emanated from his body. If it were an ordinary person, it would not be impossible for him to go crazy once he felt this aura. However, Xian Guyong faced this aura as if he was familiar with it.

　"Our offer is for this island." The girl raised her right hand and said calmly, "The land on this island and the lives of the 560,000 people on it are our offer."

　After hearing the quotation mentioned by Xian Guyong, the corners of Jada's mouth curled up slightly, outlining an intriguing smile, and her squinted eyes made it impossible to see the expression in her eyes.

　"It's really interesting~~~~" Glancing outside the watchtower, Gada whispered in a voice that only she could hear.

　……

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　The night sea breeze howled, blowing the light green hair of the girl standing on the container.

　The girl's emerald eyes looked at the endless sea in front of her, and no one knew what she was thinking.

　"Since you are here, why are you hiding?" Suddenly, the girl laughed. There was obviously no one else here except her, but she seemed to be talking to someone, which felt very strange.

　"Hehe..." Suddenly, a small voice sounded, and then a figure appeared behind the girl and said with a smile, "You found me so quickly, your perception is really not weak, Garda."

　The voice sounded very young, like only sixteen or seventeen. And in fact, the figure behind the girl was indeed very young. It was a boy of sixteen or seventeen. His ocean-blue eyes reflected the girl's back, and a faint smile graced his face, which still held a hint of childishness. The boy was none other than Lin Xuan.

　The girl, or Jiada as Lin Xuan called her, turned around, faced Lin Xuan, and said with a smile, "Just now, you should have been outside the watchtower, Lin Xuan."

　Jada's words made Lin Xuan raise his eyebrows slightly. He asked in surprise, "Why do you say that? Did you sense my breath?!"

　Although he didn't admit it, the tone of his voice made it seem as if he did.

　"No, to be honest, I didn't sense your breath. You hid it too well. Unless you want to take action or do something, I'm afraid I won't be able to sense your breath." Jada shook his head and smiled.

　"Oh~~~~Since you didn't sense my presence, why did you think I was outside the tower?" Lin Xuan smiled slightly. He wasn't surprised that neither Jada nor the other three people inside the tower noticed his presence. After all, that was due to the A+ level of aura blocking he had achieved through the power of [Origin of All Things] to simulate an assassination. As long as he stayed outside the tower and didn't harbor any ill will towards the four people inside, there was little chance he would be discovered.

　"Intuition, woman's intuition." Looking at Lin Xuan with a smile, Jada said.

　"I'm really surprised that you can say such words." Looking at Jada, Lin Xuan shook his head and smiled.

　"Oh~~~Is it strange for a woman to say this? Lin Xuan——" Still with that smiling look on his face, Jada said with a smile.

　"Hehe——" Lin Xuan chuckled twice and did not answer Jada's question.

　"Hey - what do you think after hearing what the Lion King Agency said?" Jada asked, opening his eyes slightly.

　"My thoughts, it's nothing, they're just some clowns anyway—"

　"Hehehe—the owner of Number 12, 'Night Master of Flame,' the founder of [Creator], and the inhuman, inhuman God-killer, Lin Xuan, I'm becoming more and more interested in you. I want to see where you'll end up."

　"Is that so? Then please look forward to it, Garda—"

Chapter 2: Prelude to the Feast

　This chapter is the prelude to the feast 2. The previous chapter was the prelude to the feast 1. I typed it wrong. When I found out,

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　At the dock, on the container.

　Jada had already left, and Lin Xuan was standing alone on the container, not knowing what he was thinking.

　The night sea breeze whistled past Lin Xuan, blowing up the strands of hair that were blocking his eyes, completely exposing his eyes.

　The pair of eyes that were like the ocean narrowed slightly, and in those turquoise eyes, a hint of dark red was wandering. The turquoise blue and dark red intertwined with each other, making his deep eyes look so weird at this moment.

　Night had enveloped the entire Xianshen Island, the pitch-black night shrouding the entire island. At the same time, the colorful lights illuminated the entire island, but for some reason, the area where Lin Xuan was located did not light up, not even a single light. It seemed that someone had done this deliberately.

　Looking up, Lin Xuan gazed at the moon hanging high in the sky. With his right hand raised as if reaching out to grab the bright moon, Lin Xuan whispered, "'Flame Feast', hum——I'm really looking forward to this feast."

　Lowering his raised right hand, Lin Xuan lowered his head slightly. The corners of his mouth, which had been flat, slowly lifted up, forming a wanton smile. "War King Domain, Chaos Realm, Zaharias, Lion King Agency, Creator, who will have the last laugh?"

　Pulling his left hand out of his pocket, Lin Xuan brushed away the hair that blocked his view and whispered, "Look."

　"My hair has grown a little longer..."

　"Make it shorter--" As Lin Xuan whispered, a dark red halo suddenly appeared on his palm. He touched his hair with his palm starting from his forehead. When the dark red halo on his palm disappeared, he found that Lin Xuan still had messy hair, but it was much shorter than before.

　The shorter hair could no longer cover his eyes, and the dark red eyes filled with murderousness and violence were suddenly exposed.

　……

　"Hmph—were the two 'Night Lords of Flame' in Ibrisbel's hands taken away by Zaharias?" Lin Xuan sneered as he looked at the message that Liana passed to him.

　"What a disaster! That prince, he used to look down on Zaharias, the arms dealer." Lin Xuan chuckled, narrowing his eyes slightly. "That's no wonder, though. After all, Zaharias possesses four 'Flame Night Lords'—no, six now. He's quite the formidable figure. There are only twelve 'Flame Night Lords' in total, and he alone possesses six. But..." Lin Xuan's azure eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled, "...after all, he's just helping others."

　After completely deleting the files related to this information from the computer, Lin Xuan picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.

　"Beep-beep-"

　After just two rings, the person on the other end of the phone answered.

　Before the person on the other end of the line could speak, Lin Xuan said, "Liana?"

　"Yes, boss." A female voice came from the other end of the phone.

　"Well~~~ I read the message you just sent me. How should I put it? Since I promised you in the beginning, I will not go back on my word. So, explain the things in the organization and bring your sister to Genshin Island. I think it would be better for you to kill that guy by your own hands in the end." After organizing his words, Lin Xuan said.

　Although Lin Xuan did not point out who the 'that guy' he was talking about was, based on Lin Xuan's words and the document he had sent to Lin Xuan before, Liana quickly realized who the 'that guy' Lin Xuan was talking about was.

　"I understand. After I finish explaining the organization's affairs, I will take my sister to Genshin Island. Thank you, boss—"

　Listening to the complicated voice coming from the phone, Lin Xuan closed his eyes and said, "It's nothing. This is what I promised you at the beginning. This is what you deserve, Liana. But..." Lin Xuan paused after saying this.

　"...Liana, aren't you afraid that I won't be able to defeat Zaharias? After all, he now holds half of the 'Night Lord of Flame' in his hands~~~That is the familiar beast of the Fourth True Ancestor~~~~" Lin Xuan squinted his eyes and laughed softly.

　"Boss, you're joking again. Regardless of whether you have any hidden cards, just based on the power you've displayed, unless the Fourth True Ancestor personally controls those six familiars, then perhaps what you're talking about could happen. But that's just a possibility. With just six 'Night Masters of Flame', unless you're deliberately letting them win, I don't think you'll fail."

　"Hehe - it seems that Liana has great confidence in me~~~~~" Lin Xuan whispered, tapping the wooden armrest lightly with his fingertips.

　"This is the confidence you give us, Boss." Liana chuckled on the other end of the phone.

　"Okay, let's stop here for now. Finish your business as soon as possible and bring your sister over. I'll have Qianxue and the others pick you up."

　"Understood, Boss."

　"kindness--"

　Just after hanging up the phone, suddenly, a huge magical power suddenly appeared above the String God Island. Then, Lin Xuan saw 960 black smoke rising in the distance. "Could this be the work of some 'Uncle Ye of Flame'?" Lin Xuan said with a curl of his lips.

　……

　Holding Agulola's soft and boneless little hand, Lin Xuan looked at the street in front of him helplessly.

　Looking at the street in front of him, Agulola felt as if he had lost something dear to him. He stretched out his hand and looked at the entire street in front of him with tears in his eyes. That's right, there was a power outage. The entire street was without power.

　Logically speaking, this kind of thing shouldn't happen, but in reality, it did happen, right before Lin Xuan's eyes. The black smoke Lin Xuan had just seen seemed to be not far from this area, and it must have been the accident that caused the power outage in this street.

　"My, my delicious tribute~~~~~" Obviously, due to the power outage, many dessert shops on this street were directly paralyzed. It can be said that they can no longer do any business. Originally, it would not be a big deal if only one street had a power outage, and they could just switch to another one. But it happened that Agurola's favorite dessert shop was on this street.

　"Woooo ...

　"Hey, hey, hey, don't make trouble here, Agurola~~~~"