All strange bands have the same level of possibilities.
Kilshtalya Vodaim believed so firmly.
It has nothing to do with scale, strength, and the prosperity of the human civilization that lives in the anecdotes zone - the possibility of the anecdotes zone is extremely huge.
Because the anecdotes itself is the [possibility] of human history.
The Nordic anecdote belt under the charge of Ophelia Famsolone.
The Central Plains Anecdotes belt that Kaedezi is responsible for.
The Russian anecdote belt that Kadok Zemlupus is responsible for.
The Indian anecdote belt under the charge of Scandinavian Peperoncino.
He was the Atlantic Anecdotes under the charge of Kilshtalya Vodaim.
The British Anecdotes that Belier Gatt is responsible for.
The South American anecdote belt led by Debit Zem Voyd.
Seven strange bands, seven completely different possibilities.
It is precisely because of this that if such a possibility is forced to close before it truly grows up, such a thing will never be allowed to exist in Kilshtalia.
"...I don't plan to lose, you don't need to remind me."
Cardoc's fingers kept moving.
"...Forget it, I have no interest in continuing to talk. Since I may be attacked, I will leave first."
Buzz —
After gritting his teeth, Kadok leaned hard on the back of his seat. After watching Kilshtalia say this, the phantom disappeared into the hall.
There were only six hidden people sitting around the round table.
"Even though he was not necessarily the person being attacked, he still maintained this unstoppable attitude."
Kaede shook his head and expressed his feelings of not much recognition of Kadok's behavior.
"But I'm really leaving."
Bang.
She closed the book for the last time.
"My King of the Analects is a monster composed of curiosity and dominance. If you ignore it for a long time, something unexpected may happen."
"So, goodbye."
Buzz —
After saying this, Kaede Chicken disappeared into the hall.
"Although I seem to be a little disliked by Kadok's behavior, can I understand that Kaori feels a little uncomfortable?"
Belier shrugged, maintaining his somewhat treacherous smile.
"Well, forget it. If other strangers have SOS signals, remember to send me a message."
He also planned to leave.
"I feel like you look happy, Bailier, is it that what makes you happy when your colleagues are in crisis?"
There was no sign of laughter on Pepeloncino's face, but he just glanced at Belier.
"Hey, do I look that overly over the crowd? I am really worried about the safety of my companions."
With his hands spread out, Belier put on an innocent expression.
"Let's not talk about that mysterious guy, Kadok and Ophelia, I treat him seriously as younger brothers and sisters? After all, you know that I am an only child and have no brothers and sisters."
"Hey! What are you talking about!"
Some anger appeared clearly on Ophelia's face.
"I just want to express my concern. This is how we got along when we were in Chaldes?"
Belier still had that innocent expression.
"Besides, I just want to clarify my attitude - if something happens to you, I will be really sad."
He shook his head and sighed.
"This is one thing, the attitude I show is another thing - that is, it's called to survive, it's so happy, that's all, you misunderstood me."
"It's the first time since I first broke into that guy's treatment room."
"Although I was soon discovered by the doctor, and I was kicked out, and I was punched a few times... but you also know that no one can get in the way of this matter now."
“Hey—you said—”
Ophelia's face suddenly changed.
Buzz —
Belier did not leave Ophelia a chance to continue talking, and the phantom disappeared into the hall, just like Cardoc and mustard seeds.
".........This guy is really...!"
Ophelia's face changed several times, and she finally sighed and her clenched fists relaxed again.
"Be careful of your position, Ophelia."
Smiling helplessly, Pepe looked at Ophelia.
"It's enough for a strange guy to have a Belier. I know you and Mashu had a good relationship before, but we are already in two camps after all, and the things your servants did... I guess Mashu's relatives won't forgive you."
Ophelia's pupils tightened a little, she pursed her lips, and nodded in the face of the gazes of the three remaining people on the round table.
"I know what I should do now...my position will not be shaken."
"Okay, then I'm leaving too. The situation here is actually... a bit strange."
"It has also been mentioned in the previous report, and there is something about... [Five Knots]."
"This incident made me very passive. The servants I personally contracted have changed from two riders to one rider, but it is because of the special nature of the contract."
"So... Debit, what do you think this thing will develop into?"
Pepe looked at Debitt with a smile.
"I lack intelligence about your anecdotes. What do you want me to express?"
Debit's expression still did not fluctuate.
"Just say intuition."
Pepe shook his head.
"That is the so-called Achilles heel, the most deadly critical."
Debit looked at Pepe calmly, and even though there was no information, he seemed to be killing him.
"It's like this, both for you and for your strange stories."
"If it were me or Wodaim, such hidden dangers would be removed immediately, but if it was you..."
"You will keep them, Pepeloncino. You are such a man."
Facing Debit's words, Peperoncino just smiled and nodded without hesitation.
"Well, I originally planned to remove it immediately, but if you comment like this, I'll stay for the time being."
"Then, I'll say goodbye first, Ophelia, you have to be safe."
Buzz —
Waving at Ophelia, Pepeloncino's phantom also disappeared.
The only people left in the hall were Ophelia, Debit, and Kilshtalya Vodaim sitting on the main seat.
"I'm leaving too. As usual, the next meeting should be a month later, right?"
"But... before leaving, I have something to say to you, Ophelia."
Debit looked at Ophelia, who was a little uneasy.
To be continued...