Chapter 655: Conference (1)

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Of course, my plans couldn't be immediately implemented because the timing was bad, but I thought it was worth doing a build-up.

I wanted to send Cho Hyejin as an avatar right away. However, there wasn't much time left. Hence, we couldn't implement such a project.

Wouldn't it be best to go to a place where we could talk for the time being?

"You don't have to keep rejecting the notion. It won't be difficult at all to create time for you. I think it would be better to solve it now rather than letting you two keep feeling awkward around each other. I'm sure Hyunsung also feels terribly sorry deep down. I'm certain of that."

"But the fact that it happened because of me..."

"It's not Hyejin's fault. It's nobody's fault. It's just that misunderstandings and mistakes accumulated. It naturally exploded. Don't let it burden you. I understand you're sorry, but... If you keep doing this, it'll only make me feel more uncomfortable. I didn't go through anything hard, and I'm back in good condition. I don't even have a single scratch on me. Don't be too hard on yourself."

"..."

'I might have blamed you if I was a little sick, but I'm not. In fact, it was a great success, Hyejin. I even have wings now. Sh*t, I got wings. Wings! You'll be surprised when you see it...'

"Everything worked out well."

I smiled a little. I had to show that the situation wasn't as bad as Hyejin thought.

I didn't mean it, but I thought the way she looked at me had changed.

Lee Kiyoung's face made her feel pleased. Of course, Lee Jihye was still looking at me as if she were looking at trash, but in fact...

'You should be grateful. You definitely should.'

I couldn't deny that some of it was Cho Hyejin's fault.

'Jihye Noona, don't look at people like that.'

"Would you like to leave after all?"

"Oh, then we'd better get going."

"I've already contacted the conference room. We'll give you a briefing on the contents of the meeting in the carriage instead since the meeting place is close enough to travel by land."

"Thank you."

"Well, there's nothing to be thankful for. It's part of my job."

"Are you sure you don't mind, Vice Guild Master?"

"Of course, I'm fine. Our situation can't be solved just by sitting down and exchanging a few words of conversation, anyway, and this is the only free time we might get in a while. Once we can finally announce our official position, we'll no longer be able to delay it just to hang out leisurely... Perhaps only by the time we get back will the Vatican have something to announce."

I spouted such words, but the truth was that we weren't really in a good situation.

'It was so sudden.'

As I mentioned before, the contents of the meeting were problematic.

Of course, most personnel attending it were deeply involved with me on a personal level, but they didn't send unconditional favors to the public either.

Rather than not knowing at all, they would follow me instead, but nobody knew when, where, and how their political position would change.

Consider placing the main guilds of Dawan on the 7th District, for example, where the death rate could be higher than other fronts. They had a not-so-bad relationship with fog summoners and archers, but they wouldn't agree to head straight to that site.

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