"Hm, I shall go visit my land and behold its state." He got up, departing from the meeting room, leaving only twelve Martial Transcendents behind.
He wasn't the only one who had questions about the state of affairs of their respective polities and homes
"What has become of the Nest of Terra?" The Shield of Gaia couldn't help but ask with a hint of angst.
"It's alive, but it has fallen behind and is frankly on the verge of no longer being considered a powerhouse," Rui replied truthfully. "As underground cave-dwellers, they didn't take to interstellar expansion with the same zeal as many other nations and polities."
"As long as they are alive, I am satisfied." The Shield of Gaia's relief was visible. The old man had carried the entirety of the Nest of Terra on his head as a Martial Transcendent, which spoke not just to how strong he was, but also how much he cared about his home nation.
"And how has the Blood Cult thrived?" The Blood God asked in a stern tone of voice.
