Chapter 1109 Radiant Conclave Summit
On the top floor of the magnificent tower in question, the spacious crescent-shaped hall, where pivotal decisions for half the continent were made, was more crowded than usual. The five coveted golden thrones, facing the breathtaking stained glass windows overlooking the even more imposing Heaven Cascade, were now fully occupied.
Master Eldrion, who had occupied the central seat last time, had humbly yielded his throne to a tall, muscular man with sun-tanned skin, slate-grey eyes, and a neatly groomed beard, seated on a majestic golden throne adorned with spikes. His expression was severe and solemn, reflecting his readiness to judge his subjects and make crucial decisions for his people.
Between his gigantic golden throne, fit for a giant, the faint but almost tangible Life Lumyst Aura constantly exuding from his skin to the point of searing their retinas, and the fact that he filled the throne to the brim, the man could only be identified as Valandar, aka the Celestial. n(-o((V((e(-L.(b(-1//n
The other three seats were currently filled by two stunning young women with diametrically opposed auras, and a gaunt man who embodied the word cruelty: Lady Faye, Lady Lyria, and Lord Calyx. The white radiances radiating from their immaculate bodies were barely more restrained than that of their enigmatic leader, making the atmosphere in the room suffocating to the point of being unbreathable.
This scene, with the five legendary members of the Radiant Conclave all gathered together, was so rare in the history of the Lustra Plains that each occurrence had preceded events and changes with drastic consequences.
However, one glance at the schadenfreude expressions of the two young women, Master Eldrion's annoyance, Lord Calyx's ugly grimace, and the Celestial's deepening scowl was enough to know that not everyone was here willingly. Without the unifying presence of the intimidating Valandar, these famous invincible individuals would have already come to blows. At least verbally.
Several among them had good reasons not to be thrilled about being here at this late hour. Not only had they been disturbed by an attack on Lustris and urgently summoned by the Celestial in the middle of the night, but they also knew that this time, with everyone present, they couldn't avoid their punishment.
Contrary to what one might think, the Celestial and his four Saints didn't get along as well as their apparent absence of conflict might suggest. At best, they endured each other, not hesitating to stab each other in the back at the slightest opportunity. The inalienable invincibility of their supreme leader was the glue preventing their fragile alliance from collapsing...
As for the reason for their impromptu meeting here, and the Celestial's scowling, unfriendly expression, it was obviously the recent assault on Lustris, but not only... The three Rank 17 Players standing grimly before them were a significant source of the bad mood for both Valandar and the usually patient Master Eldrion.
If the prisoners chained at the foot of the tower could hear her, they would break into cold sweats. The vast majority of them were unaware that Cho Min Ho was taking the place of the Soulmancer King, but the Radiant Conclave was already in the know. The big question was rather what they didn't know about their enemies?
The Celestial's angry frown deepened, grasping the disguised sarcasm in the young woman's innocent question. With her flawless coppery skin, deep violet eyes, and wavy auburn hair, she was dazzling.
Her plump lips almost constantly exhibited a teasing smile less honest than it appeared, her very, too light, outfits being the real clue to understanding the twisted prism of her personality. In two words: perverse narcissist. Meaning, a manipulative seductress.
More than just a simple vixen, her kick was to render strong and ambitious men fall madly in love with her through meticulously orchestrated love-bombing, only to do the exact opposite and drive them insane until they were but a shadow of their former glory. The Celestial, as the supreme figure of the Lustra Plains and perhaps even all of Twyluxia, was the perfect target she never tired of. The fact that he was impervious to all her advances and taunts only made him more fascinating.
Of course, Valandar was not fooled by her true personality, nor were the other members who had personally suffered from it. Alas for them, her unique talents were too useful. For that, they were willing to render some concessions.
"Cho Min Ho... Nathan..." The Celestial repeated thoughtfully, eyeing the three Rank 17 Players. "Do these names ring any bells?"
Caelum frowned, but Weiss exchanged a knowing look with Shadrex, who, after a brief hesitation, shook his head in denial.
"They're not the ones," Weiss declared in a tone that brooked no doubt.
With her melodious voice, silvery-blue skin, nine medusa-like tails, curved horns, and claws, her otherworldly beauty was enough of a contrast in the room to easily capture all the male attention.
Lady Faye narrowed her eyes in disgust at the sight of the foreign woman, but the other conclave members merely gave her intrigued glances. Master Eldrion, already familiar with her talents, cleared his throat a bit too loudly and clarified for Valandar,
"It's this woman to whom we owe the intelligence that led to the ambush of the Soulmancer King at Havocspire."