'Isolet was right; this guy is more connected with temporal flows than me and her. It's not given to everyone, even to me who's in the same rank as Isolet, to influence the time of a ranked one planet with so much panache. But this son of bitch did better than that by influencing time in space itself.
Seeing the temporal flows in space is like looking for a needle in a haystack. But he was able to do it in a flash. Moreover, he prefers to ignore the consequences that his actions could subsequently cause instead of letting the universe regulate itself.
Thanks to these actions on his part, I am more than satisfied with my departure plan. Speaking of initial intentions, I had only one; prevent him from suspecting that my subjects are still nearby.
One thing I didn't calculate at first was that he was going to prowl around this extinct planet. Thus, my appearance on this planet would naturally make him suspicious of me. Just by seeing his eyes, I can guess that he is trying to get his hands on my only weak rope, my subjects.
That's why I knowingly used my aura to create all this chaos in the hope that he would come out of its holes to play his balancing role. This plan was risky, another minute and I would have destroyed this pile of rock and exposed the interior.
But hey, I never thought he would be so imprudent by going so far.
Maybe I'm mistaken; if his goal is to reveal this fact to me to better hide his true nature, then I would be really in bad shape.
For now, it is better not to be paranoid thinking about the worst.
The only thing I am sure of is that he no longer suspects me of having a connection with this place. But since this madness on my part brings the expected result, let's say we succeed.
As for why I'm sure he's an impostor who plays the role of balance, it's easy to understand.
None of these beings will go so far as to disturb the flow of universal times to repair just a few cracks; after all, the universe is not limited to just a few billion years of light.
Even if nothing is certain at the moment,
It remains to be checked if he intends to persist in playing his pseudo-role or pretending to be the being who reigns over time.
After this brief recapitulation, Alvine touches Reha and Shiro's shoulders at the same time while letting some of his energy flow over them.
It only took him a nano-second to break the influence of time on both.
The two panting as if they were about to suffocate.
"What is...-
"I am sorry to have inflicted this on you; in normal times, this kind of forced breakup is not recommended because of the side effects that will come after." Alvine interrupts Shiro who wants explanations.
But unlike Shiro, Reha was more focused on the mediator who smiled slightly at her.
In just a second, she seems to have grasped the situation as a whole, even if she did not know the identity of the mediator or what had pushed him to commit such mistrust of them.
-Shriikkk!!
Without saying a word, she drew her weapon and stood between Alvine and him even though she knew she had no chance against being in front of her.
Her senseless action made Alvine and the mediator smile at the same time; but with different thoughts.
'I expected everything but that; this woman has changed a lot over time. Before, she would never have drawn her blade in front stronger than she is; I don't know if it's good or bad news for me.' These were the thoughts that put Alvine in a good mood.
But what about the mediator?
"Wait? Are you going to face me?" He asks while snorting.
"..."
Seeing her silent but with determined and hostile eyes towards him, his sneer turned into laughter. "Huhu... HAHAHA..!! It's so entertaining to know that you have such minions in your ranks."
Seeing him so calm, the mediator frowns slightly. But he didn't comment.
Shiro and Reha followed him by jumping in their turns; a decision that left the mediator indifferent who passed through the roof door.
On the thirty-ninth floor, Isolet was, as the mediator had announced.
The latter was nonchalantly sitting on the table while ignoring the looks and whispers of the curious around her.
She had ordered a cup of tea, but the smell alone discouraged her from tasting it until it became cold; especially when she realized that tea had no spiritual power.
At two tables from her, were Jabbal and Adonis, who were still sleeping while his colleague ate fries without the slightest restraint.
No need to say that they also have the attention of others on them, even if they had made efforts to blend into the masses by adapting their clothing style.
Isolet had a short purple V-neck dress with motifs of the flowers that are on his territory, and golden hems.
As for her two bodyguards, they were in white suits that were in perfect harmony with their silver hair.
Their efforts to go unnoticed were not limited only to their clothing styles, but even more; they had even made the effort to hide their non-human traits. Similar to Isolet who had masked the only pointed horn she had on the right temple.
At the same time, the mediator enters through the main door; the latter no longer has his monk dress, but a loose light blue shirt under his black pants that perfectly fit with his black Chuck-Taylors.
But what about the craziest of all?
Yes, unlike them, Alvine and his two escorts did nothing like that.
Still with his black leather coat and his embodied gentlemen's shoes, Alvine entered the restaurant lounge with his two escorts who were more like religious of a dubious cult with their male white dresses and the other dressed in a white kimono.
As soon as he arrived, Alvine and the other two, who had to draw more attention to them, strangely went more unnoticed than the others.
Something that did not surprise others, given that they were the only ones who could see them.
"What's the point of taking me to such a noisy place?" He stops behind Isolet's chair while asking the mediator who smiles slyly.
Guessing that the person concerned did not intend to answer his question, he sat on one of the two vacant chairs on Isolet's table. "It doesn't matter, let's finish it, I don't have to do that only." He mumbles while taking a bottle of wine on the bar using his gravitational magic.
No need to say that his actions were carried out with the utmost caution so that other people do not notice it.
"It's called theft, brother."
"..."
Hearing these words from Isolat, he sighed slightly while Shiro half-filled his glass.
Subsequently, Shiro joins Reha who had found an empty table like the other escort duos, and remains on standby.
Seeing that everyone has settled well, the mediator sits committedly on Isolet's table; more precisely on the only unoccupied chair.
"Before starting this meeting, I would like to ask you a few questions; you are free to answer me or not; it all depends on your moods and whims." He explains himself as if he were the only adult.
But the two did not seem to be touched by his arrogance; they remained silent without acquiescing or refuting his proposal.
"This situation is easier to solve than you can imagine; it is just enough for one of you to decide to give up your life in favor of the other. As a mediator, I would promise the latter to protect her alternates until the end of time."
"..."