Ingrid Lefeuvre, the Queen of the Triastal kingdom and representative of Angels residing on Gaia; Azzy met her during the last meeting, too, although they didn't talk directly as she doesn't have any memories of him. Instead, he used Leah to enquire about Claire, albeit without any satisfying results.
This time, he sat before her, expecting a better result.
Queen Ingrid was hella confused about what this boy wanted to talk about with her. After all, the Angels were considered the weakest of the hidden clans; they don't interfere in human affairs; the higher bloodline angels quietly stay in their hidden dimension while the lower bloodline ones often do mingle with everyone as normal human people, some hiding their identities as live within Triastal kingdom, close to their Queen, and some without even knowledge of their race, spreading all over the continent.
With a look of calm interest, she waited for whatever came next.
Meanwhile, Azzy was also maintaining silence for a while. He was pondering on how to start the subject.
But in the end, he took a deep breath and spoke, "I want to talk about Claire."
"My daughter?"
"Yeah, I'm aware that she is the daughter of Archangel Michael and is now in Silver City."
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"How did you..."
"She was my girlfriend when I time-traveled to the past, and she promised me that she would return when she has become a demigod, except that she didn't."
"Uhhh... what?" Ingrid sat there, dumbfounded and confused, her jaw practically onto the floor.
The fact that they only had eight hours to decide made the commoners have different thoughts from the elites.
In Both clans, The Elders and many Elites joined Gredor and Harvard, over dissatisfaction over Azzy's new policies. Too many changes within a short time caused them uncomfortable.
The commoners, who are living on a day-to-day basis, on the other hand, didn't have much loyalty to their own clans. They don't think too much about the potential future either way. They don't know what it will be like in some other place, abandoning their homeland.
Not to mention, they don't have trust in their corrupted clan leaders, especially the Crescent Clan farmers. Since the former Clan Head and a few active and a lot of retired clan elders were staying behind, a little over seven thousand of them stayed.
Smoke Clan, on the other hand, had over fourteen thousand of them stay behind, much to Azzy's delight. Everyone finally understood why the clan leader Harvard was so down and ashamed. It's cuz he couldn't convince his clan.
Francis Blood looked like he didn't care much about it and simply ordered everyone to exit the clan village and wait at the Lake.
A little over thirteen thousand people from other clans and another thousand from the Blood Clan all gathered at the lake, clearly overcrowding the place. Of course, the Night Clan assassins were keeping an eye on them to see how they were going to evacuate. Since it is only a crescent moon with not much light around, people had to use light-emitting skill cards to light up the area.
Francis and Remia stood in the center as others moved back, giving them space to work.
Together, they joined their hands, conjuring a giant teleportation seal that covered a wide region, forcing the Night Clan assassins to move away quickly as others got caught up in it.
As the seal activated, every single member disappeared instantly.
Gredor saw himself and everyone else appearing in some kind of vast plains, with giant statues everywhere.
"You are all here on time." A voice was heard in the surroundings before everyone saw the appearance of a 14ft giant that looked completely like a human from top to bottom, wearing a traditional robe with a neat hairstyle and amiable smile like a civilized fellow. He seems to be at the peak stage of the Legendary realm. And it looked like it was morning in this place.
Amid the gazes mixed with curiousness, fear, and admiration, the mysterious giant snapped his fingers to open a giant door behind him, "Welcome to Odyssea."