"The holder of Lord Brunhil's Ring of Champions, accompanied by glory and victory, Miss Feng Xiang."

The ring bearer was a young woman with a long ponytail who looked as heroic as a Valkyrie. She looked at Griffith with interest.

"This is Miss Lover, the holder of Lord Edea, the Lord of the Rings that hints at secrets and discoveries."

The mysterious young lady has long hair that hangs down to her ankles, and her distant and ethereal temperament carries a bit of gentleness and intimacy.

"The holder of Lord Zul'tira, the Lord of the Rings that hints at darkness and shadow, Miss Shadow Priest."

A tall and sexy woman with semi-pointed ears sat and waved to Griffith.

"The last one is the holder of Lord Amfinus, the Ring of Fire and Forging, a brave gentleman who does not belong to this era."

The man under the flame illusion sat opposite Mr. Hermit, nodding proudly in greeting.

A brave man who does not belong to this era? What kind of statement is this? There is an indescribable feeling. I am overly self-aware, arrogant, and feel that I am not understood. I feel unfortunate... I feel a bit naive. How can anyone introduce myself like this?

Griffith, who was injured and nervous, couldn't help laughing inwardly.

The arbiter introduced all the guests present in turn: "As you can see, we and you are in the territory of the wise and noble Mr. Hermit. Mr. Hermit's party is held at 10 o'clock on the first day of every month. Today is

A special meeting convened at short notice. You have passed the selection of Lord Minos of the Ring. You can express your ideas freely and exchange information and materials with us.

"May I ask how we should address you?"

Griffith noticed something strange about himself. He turned around and found that the icy cyclone was turning into terrifying skeletons behind him.

Mr. Arbiter said again, "There is no need to tell us your real name and origin. That is a privilege that only belongs to Mr. Hermit."

So that was it. Griffith carefully glanced at the tall being. He had the outline of a human being, looking at the participants around the round table like a majestic king and a loving elder.

Griffiths was cautious and restrained, and said to those present:

"I am the holder of the Lord Minos, the Lord of Death and Resurrection. You may call me
Chapter completed!