"So, to handle a legacy of a Divine being, it is best left to another power that claims to possess the True God–ah, after all, 'the capable are shouldering more burdens'."
The Councilman nodded his head and let out a strange cold chuckle.
"Furthermore, if you need to contact those 'Contactors', I could utilize the power of the Federation Council to provide you with enough conveniences."
"Thank you for your kind intentions, Councilman, but it's not necessary. I do not intend to meddle with their destinies."
However, Grey Mist shook his head in response to the Councilman's suggestion.
"Do you really not plan to contact those 'Contactors'? As far as I know, according to the theories of the Prediction School, as these contactors become increasingly powerful, a representative figure should emerge, embodying the destiny of the group, right?"
His tone slightly perplexed, the entity known as the Councilman was somewhat surprised by Grey Mist's reaction.
