As they watched Mistral Manor collapse and disappear within the Flying Fish Plane, the Oracle-grade representatives of the three great factions were overcome by complicated emotions.
"From this day forward, Mistral Manor no longer exists."
The Oracle-grade representative of the Everlight Order gave a bitter smile, his eyes filled with emotion.
When the three of them first arrived, each had carried orders from their respective factions to annex Mistral Manor.
Yet now, the manor they had intended to absorb had been completely destroyed by someone else.
The three of them had even been driven away and could only watch helplessly as the territory that should have fallen into their hands was reduced to ruins.
It was an indescribably bitter feeling.
Over this period, they had traveled far and wide for the sake of Mistral Manor's territory and devised all manner of schemes.
Yet in the end, all their efforts had come to nothing.
