Chapter 93

These nine elders are really lacking in uniformity, aren't they! He Ping had already started to criticize them in his heart. The three old men aside, they did match his image of what elders should be like, but the other six people were a bit off. No matter how he looked at them, they didn't seem like people who could be called elders. Shouldn't the so-called council of elders, the so-called elders, be a group of venerable old people who, when they have nothing to do, give guidance to the young? But what were these six people?

That muscular, broad-shouldered man, with his robust physique, rough hands, and dirt-resistant, durable clothes, seemed more like a craftsman than an elder. The fat-faced man was even more obvious, looking like a merchant, and not just any merchant, but a swindler. As for the middle-aged woman, wearing glasses, dressed formally, with her hair tied back, and a pair of inverted triangular eyes, she looked like a strict and somewhat neurotic school principal.

As for those three young people, there had never been such young elders. Judging by their attire, they should all be soldiers like Owen. Could soldiers be elders? Moreover, the serious-looking young man was definitely not thirty years old, the red-haired young man seemed more lively, and looked even younger, probably around twenty-five or twenty-six. As for the blonde young woman, He Ping thought she might even be eighteen.

Such a group of people as elders? How do they deliberate? The age gap is so large that it creates a generational divide. Can their opinions and suggestions really be consistent? How was this council of elders elected? He Ping was very skeptical about their election process. How could they elect such a non-uniform group of people? And how could those who participated in the election trust these people to take on the important role of elders?

He Ping was observing the nine people inside, and the nine people were also observing him. The three old men did not show any obvious expressions on their faces. At their age, not many things could cause emotional fluctuations. The three young men, however, looked curious. Although He Ping's height had grown quickly, the innocence on his face had not diminished due to his aura of killing intent. At this moment, he looked no more than fifteen or sixteen, even younger than the three young elders.

What He Ping was more concerned about were the three middle-aged people. Seeing that He Ping was just a half-grown child, the three of them clearly showed disappointment on their faces. It seemed they had some level of expectation for He Ping's appearance, but his appearance indeed lacked any aura of authority. This made He Ping a bit puzzled. He had just arrived here and was meeting these people for the first time. What was there to expect?

"Is this the child, Brother Nehru?" The only woman among the three old men, the old lady dressed similarly to the Grand Elder, spoke first.

The Grand Elder nodded in affirmation, then led He Ping into the meeting hall, seated him in a chair around the round table, and introduced him to everyone: "This young friend is the person Galus rescued from outside, and also the first outsider to appear here in three years. Similarly, he is the 'Savior' I saw in my prophecy."

"Wait! Wait, wait..." He Ping felt his brain couldn't keep up. What was the old man talking about? What does prophecy mean? Could the Grand Elder really predict the future? And what is this 'Savior'? He came here to do business and upgrade his portable armory system, how did it get tied to saving the world? And one more thing, who is this so-called Galus? He didn't remember being rescued by anyone, but Galus? Why does that name sound so familiar?

"What does 'Savior' mean? What are you talking about?"

"Don't be in a hurry, child, this is not something to rush," the old lady, or Second Elder Mei贝尔, responded to He Ping's question: "Let's introduce ourselves first. I am the Second Elder of the Galus City Council, Mei贝尔. Everyone, introduce yourselves as well."

"Hehe, it's my turn next." Next to the old lady, or Second Elder Mei贝尔, one of the remaining two old men, who looked plump and kind, said: "I am the Third Elder, Campbell. Don't be nervous, don't be in a hurry. This matter is indeed as Elder Mei贝尔 said, it cannot be rushed."

Following Third Elder Campbell, a rather thin and serious-looking old man said: "I am the Fourth Elder, Valut. The matters to come are very important for both you and us. Of course, if you feel the burden is too heavy, we will not place all the pressure on you."

After the three old men introduced themselves, the three middle-aged people followed. To He Ping's surprise again, the Fifth Elder, who followed the four elderly elders, was the middle-aged fat man who looked like a swindler. He laughed and said: "I am the Fifth Elder, Harry. Don't worry, what we are about to say might sound a bit unbelievable, but I believe it will be beneficial for both of us."

Next was the muscular man, but he didn't seem to be much of a talker. He introduced himself in a voice like a bell, stating his position and name, and then stopped: "Sixth Elder, Raymond."

The last middle-aged person, the woman who looked like a school principal, first adjusted her glasses, cleared her throat, and seemed to want to tidy up her appearance, but quickly realized the time was not right, and then said: "I am the Seventh Elder, Avril. We are very sorry about today's events. You might be caught up in an unexpected disaster, but we hope that after you understand everything, you will make your own decision."

After the three middle-aged people finished speaking, it was finally the turn of the three young people, whom He Ping was also quite interested in. The first to speak was the young man who was very similar to Owen, a perfect example of a soldier: "I am Hans, the Eighth Elder of the Galus City Council, and the captain of the first squadron of the Holy Light Guard."

So that's how it is. Owen's superior. They say a general leads the soldiers, and it seems to be true. Since Hans is both an elder and a captain, the identities of the other two young people are probably similar.

Sure enough, the red-haired young man spoke first: "I am James, you can call me Jim, or Jimmy. I am the Ninth Elder and the captain of the second squadron of the Holy Light Guard. Hehe, don't be so stiff, relax a bit. Otherwise, I'll take you to a good place to relax later..."

"Cough!" The blonde young woman directly interrupted James and then said to He Ping: "I am the Tenth Elder and the captain of the third squadron of the Holy Light Guard. My name is Victoria. If you have any questions or difficulties, feel free to come to me. As for that red-haired fool, just ignore him."

The name, the tone, the appearance—she was truly a queen!