The fog island was surrounded by icy cold fog and an eerie silence in the dark shade of moonless night. Over a hundred meters away from the floating island, a flying ship in stealth approached it, and this wasn't the only ship; in fact, around a hundred more ships were slowly surrounding the island from all directions.
They were keeping their distance to not alert the locusts around the island and waiting for everyone to be in position.
As for the person in command of these ships, he was a few hundred meters right above the fog island with the most powerful and influential figures of the Unique Plains.
Not only were the true bodies of the Treaty of Legends' members present, but even the leaders of the three absolute factions were present here, called by their seniors within the treaty.
Everyone was silently looking at the towering giant, adorned in a dark windbreaker and a long hood covering his head. He stood silently under the dark sky and watched below as cold winds brushed past his towering, slender figure.
"Everyone will be in position in three minutes." Veronica finally broke the silence at this moment as his eyes contained a hint of excitement and trepidation.
Furthermore, Diminutive was nowhere to be seen, which made Veronica remember the last time she saw him.
There was a hint of tiredness on his face as if he hadn't slept because of nightmares, which he still couldn't comprehend since he didn't remember anything. Yet his body always shivered for some reason whenever he tried to remember.
Although she didn't know what was going on with him, he left after saying he had another more important matter to tend to, and Jacob was enough for this venture. After all, he didn't sign the oath contract, which only made Veronica suspicious since she knew Diminutive's nature and was on guard against him.
She even told Jacob about her suspicion; the latter only told her he knew and didn't comment further.
Jacob finally averted his focus and looked around, merely glancing at Veronica for a moment before he looked toward the leaders of three absolute factions. It was his first time seeing them in person, and the same was true for them. A hint of surprise flashed past his eyes when he saw one of the leaders.
They were finally able to 'see' the treaty's 'shadow leader', the very reason they were in this mess. On the other hand, the Pope of Cardinal Spirit Temple, Sebastian Edgar, had some idea Who Jacob was.
After all, he almost lost his position because of him when his ancestor suddenly paid him a 'visit' and berated him for his incompetence in offending someone he shouldn't have. Yet he was still confused about when and how he offended this enigmatic being and why he had waited for all this time to target him.
As if sensing his perplexed look, Jacob suddenly looked towards him—or at least it seemed that way since no one could see Jacob's face-making the old man's heart almost stop.
At this moment, Jacob finally spoke, "Everyone, thank you all for coming here, despite knowing that it was I who put you all in this situation. But don't worry, as I told my 'friends' from the treaty that I alone am enough to handle this. I wasn't lying, and my words still stand.
"You don't need to do anything but just watch, and please don't get in my way. It'll be best for everyone." Jacob coldly declared.
The treaty members didn't react much, but the leaders of the three factions were shocked since this was their first time hearing about it. Nonetheless, they were glad that they didn't have to sacrifice or put their lives in danger against the Locust army, and this man seemed to know how to take responsibility.
"But before we start, I would like to have some private words with Pope Sebastian." Jacob suddenly stated, making everyone look towards Sebastian, who seemed to be hiding at the very end.
Sylas sighed when he heard it, 'So, it still comes to this. Well, I've done everything in my power to retract his dissatisfaction with the Faery Humans. The fool's fate is now in his own hands...'
"W-what...why would..." Before Sebastian could snap out of his stupor and question Jacob's purpose, Jacob was already walking towards the room as his cold yet irrefutable voice rang, "Follow me."
It would be an understatement to say Sebastian was feeling fear now; no, he was appalled and even shaking in his boots. Although he may have looked like the grand pope of the temple, the guy was actually a coward, and he was only a lion in his own den while a rat in front of true lions.
That's why he never left the temple's safety and very seldom made personal appearances. He wouldn't have come today as well, at least not with his main body, but it would've offended every member of the treaty, and he knew pissing off so many Quasi Legends was nothing but courting death.
Not to mention, his own ancestor can still bypass all the security of the temple since he still has the same authority as him.
As for running away, there was simply no chance as long as he didn't want to live anymore and surrender his lofty status. He was only planning on putting up an act, and when he heard Jacob was planning to go alone, he was the happiest of them all.
Yet now, this sudden turn of events caught him completely off guard, and if he could, he would've been long starting to flee in the opposite direction since he knew what happened in the Holy Mountain Range was all Jacob's work.
"What are you waiting for?" Veronica coldly glared at rooted Sebastian.
Although she didn't know what the Faery Humans had done to earn his wrath, she didn't care about them; she only cared about getting Jacob's help.
Sebastian finally took a step forward while sweating bullets. His peers, who knew him, couldn't help but scoff secretly, gloating at the old coward's misfortune. After all, they had dealt with Sebastian's arrogance and hypocrisy, and they knew he was a fiend playing angel. Well, except for two new leaders of the three factions. One was Roy's replacement and previous vice manager of the bank, so his ascension was something everyone saw coming while they were still completely clueless about Roy's fate, who was also, in a sense, like Sebastian.
But what no one saw coming was Tomas's sudden death, and his successor wasn't actually the one he nurtured. Instead, this Dark Marquise came out of nowhere and took the Dark Duke spot fair and square.
At this moment, the new Dark Duke squinted her beautiful emerald eyes as she looked deeply
at Jacob's figure, which vanished into the room. Her heart raced when she thought of a
possibility.
'Is he Mr. Jack? Just what is going on?' Dark Duke Zoe was both confused and excited after her sudden realization!