In addition to the main hall used for important rituals and the altar used to commemorate the gods, there is also a large conference room in the temple.

It doesn't work at ordinary times, but there are always two local divine priests coming here to hold priest meetings. On the one hand, it is to report on the operation of the divine chord in the past six months, and on the other hand, it is to discuss plans for the next six months.

Sometimes we will also modify the chapters of the Holy Books or the regulations of the Gods Association here.

But at least no one can use it at this time today.

Robin and Shalom entered the conference room under the leadership of the clergy.

This is a church-like conference room that fully adheres to the usual ornate style of the temple. It is surrounded by four white columns, the walls are smooth and bright, and various famous patterns in the sacred scriptures are painted on the colorful windows around it.

A white moonlight casts a shadow of white moonlight in the skylight above, illuminating the rectangular wooden table in the middle to snow-white.

On the desktop, you can vaguely see the reflection of the God of Life.

Although no one came here, they cleaned it up.

The tables and chairs are still as new as new, and the ground is spotless.

Chairs are all over the long table, and benches are neatly placed near the wall of the conference room.

It can be roughly seen that this hall accommodated a lot of people when the meeting was held.

The annual meeting of the Gods may be even more spectacular than Robin imagined.

He walked around the table, finally pulled the innermost hand and sat down.

Kay did not choose to sit down, but stood calmly behind Robin.

Direction facing the door.

Robin's face was hidden in the darkness, flickering and dark, looking a bit mysterious.

Shalom was slightly stunned when he saw his face.

This beautiful young image overlaps with a character in her memory.

And the scene I am in now seems to be like that day.

In Shalom's memory, it was once full of people.

And that white and noble figure always sat in Robin's current position, with an eternal cold face.

Shalom blinked and shook his mind.

"So Grand Duke Shalom, do you have anything important?" Robin raised his hand and motioned her to sit down and asked calmly.

But Shalom didn't sit down as he thought.

She stood calmly, holding the hilt of the sword on her waist with her right hand, looking out the door.

"What's wrong?" Robin looked at her in confusion.

"Wait for a moment." Shalom comforted.

The mist that came out of her mouth sprayed a little white smoke in the air and flew upwards along the moonlight.

"So there will be someone else coming?" Robin frowned.

"Yes, Lord Robin." Shalom stepped forward and bowed slightly, "I won't let you wait too long."

All right.

Robin held his hands to his chest without saying anything.

His right hand snapped his fingers.

A golden light surged from his fingertips, wandering from one end of the conference room to the other end.

The eternal lights around suddenly lit up.

Shalom was slightly stunned, his pupils dilated for a moment.

She turned her head in disbelief and looked at the boy sitting in the head, feeling a little surprised.

Compared to the young boy she saw a month ago, the current Chosen One has improved a lot in terms of momentum and magical strength.

...

Robin put his hand on the table and stared at the door intently.

After a while, a figure came in from outside.

Robin's eyes stuttered slightly.

How could it be...

A girl in a pink cotton dress walked in with a flower umbrella about the same height as her chest.

Behind her was a guard holding a blue spear.

The guard squeezed out a polite smile at Robin.

The little girl glanced gently over Robin and Kay behind him, then glanced at Shalom, frowned slightly.

"It seems that I came the first one."

She approached Robin as she spoke.

"Mr. Robin."

"Hisser Matida." The doubt in Robin's eyes added a little more.

Why did she show up here?

He originally thought that what Shalom was going to tell him was only related to Xiyan Corps.

Unexpectedly, Xiguang led the Grand Duke to join in.

Martida looked at the tall tables and chairs in the center of the hall with some displeasure, and then walked to Robin's left hand to stand.

Blue Lake Knight Carol came up and pulled the chair away for her.

Without saying a word, Matida climbed onto the slightly taller chair and sat down.

Her legs stretched hard, but found that she still couldn't reach the ground.

In desperation, the grand duke of luoli had to give up that idea.

She raised her head and quietly looked at the candlelight on the table.

Salom didn't say anything either.

When Robin saw the expressions on the faces of the two people, he suddenly became interested in what was going to happen tonight.

He leaned back a little to make himself more comfortable.

If these two people don’t speak, it means that there are other people coming.

...

It was exactly the same as Robin expected.

About ten minutes later, Duke Gwen entered the conference room with the help of the young Duke Aiden.

The last one was late was Duke Oga.

Oga glanced at everyone with a gloomy face, and then chuckled softly.

"It's been a long time since you've been waiting. When you go out, you're looking at others, and you always feel a little sad."

She nodded slightly at Robin, then walked to the other end of the table, pulled open the chair and sat down.

"Since everyone has arrived, why don't you start?"

She gently lifted her wrist and stroked her a circle in the air.

It seemed as if Aojia was the master here, after hearing her words, the grand dukes each found a chair and sat down.

...

Oja, Shalom, Gwen, Aiden, and Martyda.

Robin's eyes swept across them one by one.

It's really spectacular, five of the seven Dukes are here.

Robin suddenly had an ominous premonition.

What [the Lords] want to say tonight is not simple.

And this night of the Chosen is also destined to be extraordinary.

"Lorrell, please stay outside and don't let anyone come in?" Grand Duke Ojia instructed with concern.

In the eyes of everyone, the tall Lone Moon Knight held a long arc-shaped knife in his hand, his face looked like iron, and walked out of the hall.

At the same time, Blue Lake Knight Carol also tactfully left behind Martida and followed closely behind the Lone Moon Knight.

Robin's brow frowned even deeper.

So this meeting is so important, do even their personal bodyguards have to clear the venue?

Everyone looked over and focused on Robin's face.
To be continued...