Chapter 71: The Secret Meeting
The Alchemists' Council had always been Alkhemia's supreme and most mysterious authority.
There was no complete roster of its members. They rarely appeared in public, and even the number of council members was unknown.
All anyone knew was that every major decision was issued forth from the ugliest tower at the city's center, and that all crucial intelligence was delivered there as well. That tower had come to symbolize Alkhemia's shame.
At the very top of the tower lay a vast, empty chamber.
A massive round table stood alone at its center, encircled by more than a hundred seats. But at this moment, only four were occupied. The figures, distant and aloof, were seated far apart from one another.
One of them was Gustavo Flynn, Sixth Seat of the Alchemists' Council. Gazing at the empty chairs, he spoke mildly, "The chairman once hoped for this room to be filled with legendary-ranked alchemists. Unfortunately, even after all these years, the council has never exceeded a dozen members."
The other three ignored the remark. One of them asked, "Have the people from the Lyon Empire arrived?"
"They are on the way," Gustavo Flynn replied. "Once they pass through the continental teleportation array, they should arrive by tomorrow at the latest."
"And the hostages taken by the lich? Have they all been retrieved?"