Chapter 221: Keep Your Allies Close, And Your Enemies Closer (5)
Transcendentals referred to mages who were seven-circle and higher, or warriors who had reached seven-star Prime or higher. They were beings who had surpassed human limits—supreme existences beyond the realm of humanity. To them, slaughtering tens of thousands of people or erasing an entire city was not a difficult task.
But for such beings, there was one curse they could never escape: boredom.
“Yaaawn.”
“When is this going to end?”
“...Sigh.”
A man wearing a bucket for a hat, a middle-aged man with a straight mustache, and a seductive beauty with a butterfly tattoo on her collarbone sat together at the same table. They didn’t seem to belong together, yet all three were fixated on one thing: the table where Keter and Ivan were talking.
“That Keter guy... He doesn’t stay still for a single moment.”
Like the bucket-hatted man said, Keter was always moving, even when he wasn’t talking. However, those around him didn’t seem to care, as if they couldn’t see. And indeed, they could not.
Keter and Ivan had met in a crowded cafe. Under normal circumstances, there was no way they could carry on secret discussions here, but it was possible with magic. There was actually a barrier that distorted perception and blocked sound around them, rendering Keter and Ivan invisible and inaudible to ordinary eyes and ears.
“Ivan almost looks giddy,” the butterfly woman remarked.
Mario, the mustached man, stroked his mustache and grumbled, “That should’ve been my seat... Tsk!”
Though reluctant, the three Transcendentals stayed put.