The guards here had been rotated out. Now, they were absolutely loyal to the Pavilion.
“Official Benedict, you have kept the Master waiting. He has instructed that you head straight toward the mountain upon your arrival,” the guard said respectfully.
“Mhm.”
Wearing a composed expression on his face, Benedict strode forward.
Soon, he arrived at the peak of the mountain and saw a wooden house. Two people could be seen there, Helvius and James.
Benedict froze and thought to himself, “Why is he here?”
After collecting himself, he walked toward Helvius. As he arrived before Helvius, he clasped his fists and greeted him, “Master.”
Helvius waved slightly and said, “Have a seat.”
Benedict took a seat and glanced at James before looking at Helvius and asking, “Is something the matter, Master?”
Helvius’ expression turned grim.
“Official Benedict, how long have you joined Pavilion for?”
After some contemplation, Benedict said, “I can’t remember. A few Great Eons, I think.”
“Indeed, many Great Eons…” Helvius said grimly, “The Pavilion is in deep peril. We will be relying on you in the future.”
Hearing this, Benedict asked, “What’s wrong?”
Helvius said, “A few thousand years ago, Official Jadrank turned traitor and manipulated me into attacking the Old Master. Enraged, the Old Master retaliated and injured me. Now, both the Old Master and I are injured. Our Path Seals are broken, and they have not recovered since. Recently, I received news that Jadranka belonged to the Sanctuary of Darkness and that the Sanctuary intends to make a move on us at the Elixir Gathering. Since the Old Master and I are injured, we’ll leave the responsibility of defending the Pavilion to you and the Great Elder.”
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