At this time, the four people who had just recovered from the shock finally saw the other two figures at the round table, wearing what looked like ancient robes:

A tall old man wearing a white robe.

An elegant woman wearing a rose-like crimson dress.

At this moment, compared to them who were panicking, these two figures seemed particularly calm, and there was still a vague coercion of a strong person permeating their bodies.

The two of them ignored their gazes at all, but looked at the mysterious figure furthest away from everyone, sitting on the main seat, with excited expressions.

He stood up, bowed and saluted using the long-abandoned classical etiquette:

"Anne Hathaway/Alrod see Observer Angel. It's been a hundred years and your brilliance remains as bright as ever."

On the main seat, Lin Tuo folded his hands, collected his thoughts, smiled and nodded:

"Yes, it's been a hundred years. I'm glad that I can still see you."

"This is also an honor for us."

Hathaway and the already old Alrod said in standard impeccable classical priestly manners, and then slowly stood up and sat down again.

On the side, the faces of the four "newcomers" who saw this scene were almost identical in astonishment.

The heavy information contained in this brief conversation echoed in my mind.

Observe the angel...they call that mysterious person "angel"?

The secrets passed down from generation to generation by the royal family are indeed true!

The host of this meeting was actually an angel walking on land.

Also, what are the identities of these two people who are dressed like ancient people?

Not seen for a hundred years... could it be...

"Ah! Anne Hathaway! The Grand Priest of Winton Church a hundred years ago, the youngest high-level transcendent in the history of the church! She suddenly resigned after the strange disaster a hundred years ago and disappeared...

You...your photo is still hanging on the wall of the church headquarters...Ah, your appearance is almost unchanged from a hundred years ago...How is this possible?"

Queen Francis covered her mouth and exclaimed, with an expression full of shock.

On the side, the current king of Aspen looked at Alrod in a priest's white robe in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice:

"So, you are the fifth Grand Priest of the Aspen Church a hundred years ago? St. Alrod?"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged ruler suddenly remembered something:

"There are rumors in the royal family that the king who ascended the throne sixty years ago and tore up the century-old peace treaty was killed by light magic..."

Alrod, who had white hair and beard and was taciturn, glanced at him indifferently:

"I killed him, do you have any objections?"

"...No, absolutely not!"

Next to them, the Southern Emperor and President Fryer looked at each other, feeling that everything in front of them was unbearable.

At this moment, a crisp knocking sound attracted everyone's attention.

Lin Tuo, who was sitting high on the throne, knocked on the table and used his illusion ability to calm down the emotions of the four people. Then he stopped smiling and said calmly:

"I know that you may have doubts in your hearts. We will mention these later. You should know the purpose of resuming the meeting today."

After a pause, he looked around at everyone:
Chapter completed!