Chapter 1220
Princess Myurin took a deep breath, dreading the fact that those she was about to meet were not on good terms with the Empire. While some were simply unfriendly, the rest were basically mortal enemies.
Shuneria, dressed in her formal Saint’s robe, asked, “Your Highness, are you sure about this?”
“I’m fine. It's just long-distance communication through a video crystal, after all. Let’s go.”
In response, Shuneria nodded stiffly, clearly tense. “Failure is not possible. We'll make it work.”
It was something she had to do, there was no other choice.
Letting out a short sigh, Princess Myurin stepped confidently into the conference room. The crystal orbs positioned around the room lit up all at once, projecting the images of four men and women, not a single kind gaze among them.
She sat at the head of the table, steadying her pounding heart as she calmly spoke, “Let us begin.”
[The demon’s daughter dares to contact us.]
[Why is she trying to deceive us?]
[Isn’t that Lady Shuneria behind her?]
One of their faces lit up with surprise once they spotted Shuneria Recken standing behind the princess. While it would be a lie to say she had helped literally every resistance force in the past, she had nonetheless lent assistance to nearly all of them.
“I’ll get straight to the point.” Though there was no expectation of a warm response, she introduced herself with a cold but unflinching demeanor, “I am Myurin Prasias Nacha, currently acting with full authority on behalf of the Nacha Empire.”