"Shall we commence the meeting now?" asked Auriel, daughter of Solisar, in a cold voice that shattered the silence.

After Auriel finished speaking, Moler glanced at David before yelling:

"THERONIUS, YOU MOTHER FUCKER, HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THIS?"

A large screen materialized in front of Moler, displaying a person frantically pulling out junk items from thin air, in front of that person sat a demon with 9 and a half horns, its closed eyes peacefully, seemingly not recognizing that there is a person in front of it because it was in a sort of deep sleep or it just didn't care of such an ant.

Theronius had only acted on behalf of Seraphine, it was actually Seraphine who Moler should question. However, Moler did not want to be disrespectful to Seraphine, so he needed to find a way to express his anger about the situation in a productive manner that would benefit them.

'The Brekset Group will rise even higher!' Moler couldn't help but think to himself, feeling a sense of sheepish satisfaction.

After Moler's declaration, silence spread throughout the meeting chamber. It was Auriel who broke the silence once again, saying:

"Moler, be wary of the way you speak."

Moler was about to speak, but then it was Seraphine who spoke up.

"Don't blame Theronius. it was, my shortcoming," it was a gentle and soft-spoken voice

"After witnessing the vision of destruction, as well as visions of demons and the warriors who sacrificed themselves to stop them, I tried, as best as I could to recall everything I saw, but I couldn't, they were very blurry. I had to constantly divine search to identify the warriors and locate the demons. Although I tried my best, hearing about the existence of a seventh demon on the verge of reaching the Divine Emperor Stage made me realize that I had failed." Seraphine's voice cracked as she continued, and finally, she muttered:

"I failed" before bursting into quite sobs

Moler watched as Theronius, who was standing behind the seated Seraphine, stepped forward to offer comfort to Seraphine, who was crying even louder.

Upon hearing Seraphine crying like this, some members couldn't resist the urge to comfort her.

'Bloody Hell, did Seraphine initiate a Reborn? how come I didn't know about that?! Once I return, surely I will be having a word with Elysium..' Moler thought angrily

"Please calm down lady Seraphine, since the six demons were already killed surely the calamity you saw before is no more." it was a random woman from the The Divine Assembly Faction who spoke in a warmer voice.

"No, as soon as I saw the stream, I knew it. The calamity is still coming, and destruction will follow. A divine kingdom will fall, trillions will die, all because of me..." Seraphine declared while still sobbing.

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Tension filled the air right after Seraphine's declaration. An otherworldly presence unconsciously emanated from David, he held himself as much as he could while muttering:

"So, are you saying that those who were sacrificed from our faction died for nothing?" Despite speaking quietly, David's words were clearly audible to everyone present.

"David, I understand that you're furious about the death of your fellow faction members, but please know that they didn't die for nothing. With the fall of one divine kingdom, the world will descend into chaos. As apostles of the gods and residents of the Valtari World, we will ensure that nothing like this happens. Even though we are apostles, we also have families, so we don't want any bloodshed. That's why we have gathered here - to prove to you that we truly care about the well-being of Valtari and to honor the six deceased heroes," said Alder Brook, speaking in a gentle voice. He was dressed in simple earth-toned robes adorned with leaves and natural materials. A wooden bracelet on his wrist displayed an oval shape with an image of a great tree, marking him as the apostle of the Church of the Greenwarden.

"We sincerely implore Sir Moler to assist us with this task. Only you, Sir Moler, have the ability to put an end to this upcoming calamity," Alder continued.

"I know it may seem impolite for us to ask, but we must request your assistance in eliminating this world threat. Of course, we will compensate you for any losses you may incur," Alder finished smoothly.

"Of course, the well-being of Valtari is also my well-being," Moler said quickly. He didn't want to miss this golden opportunity. The Brekset Group had been stagnant after reaching its current level, and it was time for the group to advance to the next level.

Moler ignored Alder and addressed his golden goose immediately.

"Lady Seraphine, there is no reason to be sad. Everyone makes mistakes. My daughter was the one who sent that one-armed hero into Infernith. Even if I have to sacrifice that hero, I will ensure that such a calamity won't befall our beloved Valtari," Moler finished proudly, followed by silence from the members of the two factions.

"Is that so?" Seraphine asked innocently.

"Yes, it is possible, my lady," Moler replied.

"Than--" Seraphine's voice brightened up, but Moler cut her off abruptly.

"But you see, my lady, such a sacrifice is very difficult for me to make. We have already lost six of our brightest Demi-God members, one of whom was even my precious son. I'm afraid it will be impossible for me to endure any more losses," Moler said with a sad look on his face, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

Anger could be seen on the faces of many members, including some apostles with troubled expressions. Other apostles had delightful expressions that they tried to mask as best they could. Although the members were troubled, no one intervened. They all knew that the compensation Moler wanted was from the Church of the Divine Oracle, and who better to promise him such compensation than Seraphine herself?

"I understand your concerns, Lady Seraphine, but as I have already stated, it is not possible for us to incur any more losses," Moler replied, trying to remain firm.

"However, if the Church of the Divine Oracle is willing to compensate us for our losses, then we can consider helping in this matter."

"Please tell me anything you want, the Church of the Divine Oracle will do all in it's power to compensate you as best as we can"

After Seraphine reply, A smirk could be seen on Moler face, he didn't even hide it at all.

'Finally, the Brekset Group will rise once more,' Moler thought

'It's a CHECKMATE!'