The welcoming banquet of the All Secrets Order proceeded as planned, the entire process was calm and uneventful, but besides Fabien and Ossana, no other high-ranking members of the All Secrets Order appeared, and as for the Ancestral Council, it merely existed in words.
Nesanel did not express any dissatisfaction with this. In his view, this negotiation would be a tough battle, and he had time to wear down the All Secrets Order. Furthermore, he also needed some time to let Bologue and Palmer, those two keen-sensed hounds, search for the conspiracy hidden beneath the Land of Secrets.
As for the fourth group led by Holt, they were more like bait, attracting the attention of Fabien and others.
"Holt, I remember you."
At the banquet, Fabien raised his glass to Holt. "The youngest Defender, under the high expectations of the Order Bureau."
Holt maintained a smile, "It's nothing compared to the Supreme Trial of the All Secrets Order."
