The Hall of Gods, with approval from Artea, arranged a meeting of influential leaders from various nations. This collaboration, if fruitful, would pave the way for future gatherings of a similar nature.

"I can just ignore the representative from Glorian as long as they don't get under my skin," Willem remarked, lifting his wine glass and savoring it quietly.

After brief introductions and getting acquainted, the attendees engaged in casual conversations.

As time passed, the clock struck 8:30 pm, half an hour past the agreed-upon time. Still, there was no sign of the Glorian delegation.

While the other powerful nations refrained from openly criticizing, discontent was visible on their faces. They arrived promptly for this significant gathering, anxious not to miss any crucial information.

However, the Glorians had the nerve to show up late—not just a few minutes late, but a considerable delay of half an hour, as if it didn't matter.

Artea, as the world's leading nation with abundant resources and clout, might have been excused for such behavior.

waiting, displaying a profound

time's ticking. Glorian's representative probably won't show up. Shall we begin?" Willem's impatience was evident as he swirled the

time. They might have run into some trouble." Bailey glanced at the time, feeling increasingly

confirmed Glorian's unreliability. He began to

supposed to wait? We need an answer," Willem said blandly. "Are we just supposed to keep waiting if they

Glorian's help. So, whether they come or not, it doesn't make

either. Previously, it was

Glorian representative doesn't arrive by then, we'll count them out," Bailey declared firmly. He had organized this meeting, and Glorian's continued absence was a

wait another

dragged on, the anticipated time

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