Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 1040 - 760: Isatia’s Review After 4 Hours_2

Talia walked toward the couch with an Isatia hanging around her neck, casting a strange glance at Tolyado.

"Actually, it’s to demonstrate fault tolerance."

Tolyado answered.

"..."

Talia sat down on the couch.

She no longer had any doubts.

Tolyado might do the same thing with Pranay, but their motives would never be the same.

The towering ceiling and supporting pillars of the Brielda Opera House created a spacious view, intersected by dark wooden furniture and a thickly textured wall of bookshelves.

Several people took their seats in the central discussion area of the hall, the sofas and low coffee tables beside floor lamps added warmth to the deep midnight hours.

"Are you number one from the Silvermoon Reform Association?"

Lanci asked Tolyado across from him.

This was the most important matter at hand.

Regarding the Silvermoon Restoration Alliance.

They wanted to attack Blood Moon City and needed more support.

Even if Isatia could relieve the burning of the Blood King’s Divine Fire from her body, relying solely on Tolyado and Isatia was far from enough.

Tolyado at most could only hold off a Blood Clan Marquis.

And Tolyado, at the 87th rank, would only be at a disadvantage against any 88th rank Ancestor of the Blood Clan, with little hope of defeating them.

According to the mechanism of Blood Moon City, all three teams must pass the maps guarded by Marquises, then the barrier at the Blood King Palace would temporarily break.

Isatia fighting a Blood Clan Marquis was even more forced.

Besides Lanci needing to reach the seventh class as soon as possible to withstand Duke Rashar’s regular magic attacks, and finding a way to heal Isatia, now finding any companion above the seventh class in the empire was a significant advantage on the scale of victory.

Upon hearing this, Isatia got up and ran back to the mansion, diving through the Spatial Gate connected to the Silver Palace.

"Isatia! You’re not a little girl anymore! This consumes a lot of mana, don’t keep travelling back and forth!"

Tolyado suddenly felt a significant drop in his mana, he said.

This Spatial Gate, built on a special Spatial Barrier, whenever a creature passed through, would consume the spellcaster’s mana according to its rank.

Even though its energy consumption was much lower than normal teleportation magic, it still couldn’t withstand an eighth-order using it as a door to their own room.

Although Tolyado had high spirit and slightly below average magic power as basic attributes, Isatia had grown too strong over the many years since they last met.

"Ah, sorry, I’ll be careful next time!"

Isatia, hand on her forehead, apologized to Tolyado.

She hurried to one side of the palace.

"Barton, Barton, come downstairs!"

Isatia activated the communication device on the wall of the Silver Palace, calling out.

Since they would definitely need Barton’s help with Blood Moon City, placed among the seventh class, Barton was a very strong fighter and could command a large group of armed men.

Soon, Barton arrived from the Hassel Port Building headquarters of the Bulida Mafia via elevator.

As the doors of the Silver Palace opened.

The mafia boss Barton was taken aback by the sight of this Spatial Gate.

It was the second floor of Abigail’s opera house across from him.

There indeed was space magic temporarily connecting two spatial barriers.

Only the Dimensional Bishop, Tolyado, could have accomplished this.

"Tolyado, Abigail? How did you find the boss?"

Barton originally should have talked properly with Tolyado and Abigail about breaching their commitment.