"First of all, Lord Zhan Shen must have noticed that the current Death Courtyard has some divisive tendencies."

Meteora picked up the tea brewed by the pointed-hat goblin, took a slow sip, and said leisurely:

"Although they are not so united in the first place, the tendency to fight against each other is always very dangerous and not so likable."

"Yes, that's why I'm here. The first thing I want to know is, is this tendency toward division man-made?"

Zhan Shen did not touch the tea placed in front of him. He was now eager to know if everything today was his imagination.

After all, if all this is just a normal social phenomenon, a misunderstanding caused by coincidence, and he is just unfounded worries... then it would be really funny.

"Yes, Lord Zhan Shen, all of this is not a coincidence, but the result of someone behind the scenes adding fuel to the flames."

Meteora calmly affirmed, and then continued to explain:

"The method used is also very simple. As long as the discussion about the fierce battle in the Death Courtyard two days ago has not subsided, it is enough to greatly increase the flow of people in the Death Courtyard.

Just like that, without doing anything, among the people gathered together, those who are smart, sensitive, and like conspiracy theories will spread the news about Serekia and me out of suspicion and uneasiness, thus achieving the goal.

The effect of deterioration.”

Describing the facts lightly, Meteora saw Zhanshen's increasingly firm eyes and sighed:

"Also, it is very regrettable that neither Serekia nor I can stand up and explain anything."

“There’s no three hundred taels of silver here—conspiracy theories are going to get more and more rampant, right?”

Zhanshen understood instantly. There is no [ruling body] in the Death Garden, and the two rumored original generations have neither established [power] nor have any obligation to be responsible to the public.

Therefore, no matter what they stand up to explain, they will only gain the suspicion of conspiracy theorists, and the tendency of division will only intensify.

"So, I'm sorry, Lord Zhanshen. As elders, we seem a little helpless in this incident."

"No, please don't mind, Mr. Estreich, this is not your fault..."

——Then is there really an irreconcilable conflict between Mr. Estreich and Mr. Eubitilia?

Although Zhan Shen's gossipy heart made him want to ask this question, in the end his reason and interests made him stop and asked instead:

"So about the prisoner behind all this..."

"Of course, I know who it is."

As she spoke, Meteora put down the teacup in her hand, and her words made Zhanshen's nerves tense instantly:

"After all, it is easy to say that it is simple to accomplish all this, but it is not an easy task.

There are very few mission systems and Rainbow Bridge time anchor systems that can use legitimate authority to control the Macrorealm Ark.

The identity of the prisoner can be determined with a little investigation."

"As expected, is he one of the Excellencies from the original generation?"

Zhanshen gritted his teeth.

"Yes, and among the few of us, that person is one of those who has a very bad character in reality, but usually pretends to be harmless, a very deceptive type.

If you want to stop him and know his name, you need to have a very firm consciousness - have you thought about it?"

Is that really the case...

For some reason, Zhan Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

When Ming Ming first guessed that the enemy might be one of the several lords from the original generation, he hesitated to death, looking for a lot of reasons for himself to be indifferent.

Now that I have confirmed my guess, I feel relieved... Could it be that I know that I can't go back?

Zhanshen laughed at himself, looked at Meteora firmly and replied:

"Yes, please tell me."

That is what I am determined to face.

"Okay, now that you are ready to wake up, I won't stop you anymore -"

Meteora looked at Zhanshen's stern realization and said calmly without saying anything:

"That person has many names, and the name you are most familiar with should be:

Gisfogo Cavendish - he was the driving force behind this incident."

…·…·…

"Pfft-cough, cough, cough..."

What nonsense is this girl with a paralyzed face talking about?! I am so invincible that I almost choked to death. Do you know that?

Xingji put down the cup in his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"When you first talked about that person [who usually looks harmless, but actually has a very bad character], I thought it was some actor who deceived my superb eye for people.

I didn’t expect you were talking about me.”

However, Hoshikatsu said that he was wronged, even more wronged than Shokuhou Misaki, who took the blame.

It's not me, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense...

…·…·…

"It turns out that Lord Cavendish is really not dead!——"

With an astonishing light in his eyes, Zhanshen was so excited that he almost stood up, but in the end his cultivation and rationality prevented him from making a fool of himself in front of Meteora.

Continue to listen carefully to Meteora’s lament:

"Not only is he not dead, your Excellency may never die if a miracle doesn't happen."

"This is……"

Why? Everything in the infinite macro world has its own meaning of existence. This is a [fixed number].

After the mission of its birth and existence is completed, it will go to destruction and death, and there should be no exceptions.

But in the end, Zhanshen didn't ask such a useless question, because even if he knew the answer, it would not improve the current situation.

The question he should ask now is——

"Why would that Excellency do such a thing...that is detrimental to Hongjie Ark and the Court of Death? Isn't he also one of the founders here?"

"Sigh... I'm not sure about the answer to this question either."

Meteora also looked a little distressed and sighed:

"However, according to what he said, he probably wanted to [cause him some trouble during this time, find something for him to do, and stop him from being lazy in bed]... right?"

"This, time period...myself?"

"Yes. Your Excellency is a very special kind of immortal race. It has no concept of lifespan and will not grow old. If it is caused by external force, the soul can be reincarnated.

Moreover, because of the power of magic, it can transcend the time barrier."

With that said, Meteora opened her palm, and the Book of Thousands of Miles appeared in her palm. The magic power projected a schematic diagram of the timeline in mid-air, making it easier for Zhan Shen to understand:

"One year after the establishment of the Macrorealm Ark, the first generation of Lord Cavendish that I knew was thrown into the void and died due to a battle."

Did the sculpture appear from this?

"In the more than twenty years since then, Lord Cavendish's soul has wandered into time and space with unknown coordinates - reincarnated as Lord Cavendish II."

So that's it!~ In other words, the "Cavendish III" who established the competitive duel field two years ago is not the descendant of Cavendish, but himself!? - Zhanshen regretted for a moment

It's so terrible that I actually missed the person I had been waiting for for many years.

"And because, at that time, Lord Cavendish had not yet acquired the ability to travel through time."

"So, in theory, the first twenty years of Macrorealm Ark were established without Lord Cavendish - everyone except me thinks so."
Chapter completed!