My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Chapter 410 - 321: The Fool’s Arrival on Blue Star

When everyone except the Ninth Apostle had arrived, the Mist Council convened once again.

However, this time, the atmosphere was incredibly heavy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this meeting is not only to discuss our agenda but also to inform you that our friend of nearly a million years, the Ninth Apostle, Judgement-Tavi, has perished under the siege and relentless attacks of the enemy. This tragedy is something none of us wish to witness, but it also serves as a warning to each of you."

"The position of Judgement-Tavi remains and will forever stand in the Parliament as a warning to everyone that we must not lose our caution and reverence. That’s all I have to say."

The leader on the central seat finished speaking and then remained silent, perhaps unfamiliar with the Ninth Apostle, or perhaps this was merely his attitude towards everyone.

After that, it was time for regular discussions. Yet, this time everyone remained silent. Originally, the agenda was to continue with the Population Increase Plan, discussing various methods to raise the planet’s population, but due to the Ninth Apostle’s death, everyone lost the will to proceed.

"Ha, it seems we’ve let a rat infiltrate us from within this time." The Sixth Apostle was the first to speak, and the direction of his gaze was towards the end seats including Xue Dili and others.

Xue Dili kept a blank expression, but inside, he was filled with doubt.

Was he exposed? When did it happen?

After all, Xue Dili had recovered half of the Ninth Apostle’s body, using the ashes as golden fertilizer to feed the roots of the Insect-devouring Tree, allowing the rest of the wasted energy to disperse in the Consciousness Space.

But naturally, Xue Dili wouldn’t foolishly expose himself, and his membership in the Parliament was under a false identity—the Mysticism scholar Blington.

Even if exposed, Xue Dili would only lose the disguise of the Mysticism scholar Blington. However, it could risk exposing his home planet’s location.

He was already contemplating how to escape if truly exposed, how to discard Blington’s disguise, and how to ensure that the Solar System’s coordinates remain hidden.

The cosmos is so vast; finding the corresponding planet is less likely than finding a specific grain of sand in the ocean. As long as the coordinates remain undisclosed, the opposition would search in vain.

If, by any chance, the coordinates accidentally got exposed, Xue Dili would have to consider enlisting the Interstellar Corps to shift the Solar System’s orbit to more remote areas of the Milky Way Galaxy.

Just a slight shift, within a few dozen days, could lead to a huge discrepancy from the original coordinates.

It would only drive the astronomers and geologists on Blue Star into despair, but that wasn’t a major issue.

Just as Xue Dili had prepared for the worst-case scenario and equipped himself with multiple escape plans, the person next to him, Number Eleven, discontentedly said, "Ha, an Apostle possessing Subspace getting ambushed and killed? I can’t fathom how someone could be so incompetent, and this is your first reaction?"

His tone was extremely arrogant, seemingly disregarding the Sixth Apostle altogether.

"But, who was almost killed by Number Nine on their home planet?" The Sixth Apostle retorted without backing down.

Xue Dili: "?"

He looked around and realized the Sixth Apostle’s gaze was indeed fixed on Number Eleven, not on him. Was he merely caught in the line of sight due to his proximity to Number Eleven?

Were they adversaries?

With just a few words, Xue Dili was able to deduce much information.

Number Nine and Number Six were likely acquainted or frequent collaborators, while Number Eleven seemingly had a grudge against Number Nine. Thus, after Number Nine’s death, Number Six’s first suspicion naturally fell on Number Eleven.

Meanwhile, Number Eleven seemed to have had his home planet invaded by Number Nine, which at least meant that Number Nine knew the location of Number Eleven’s home planet. This only reinforced Number Six’s belief that it was Number Eleven who betrayed Number Nine, leading to his demise.

As he watched the two clash, Xue Dili, the true traitor quietly preparing his last meal, remained perfectly hidden, watching the drama unfold.

Fight, fight, it’s exciting!

If not for the inappropriate setting, Xue Dili would almost have started clapping.

However, he remained vigilant, keeping an eye on both sides until Number Four stood up and said, "Alright, let it go. There’s no need for baseless speculation anymore."

The Sixth Apostle fell silent. Indeed, he suspected there might be a mole, and his first suspicion naturally fell on Number Eleven, who had scores to settle with Number Nine.

But there was merely suspicion thereof, as perhaps only Number Eleven, besides himself, knew the most about Number Nine among the entire council, making him the most likely suspect.

Despite his lingering suspicions, he refrained from pursuing the topic further.

After all, it was just a hunch.

The meeting proceeded without much incident, primarily focusing on how Number Nine had died. Although she, aside from Xue Dili, was among the weakest in the council, she was still of Count Level power, so escaping should have been possible.

Evidently, her escape routes had been completely cut off, leaving her no choice but to be worn down to death.

Ultimately, they gathered no substantive information; Number Six continued to suspect that Number Eleven was behind Number Nine’s death, while the others engaged in mutual questioning, probing if anyone had more information.

The meeting concluded amidst such mutual suspicions, although the Apostles at the forefront seemed indifferent, while those at the end of the seats began to doubt each other.

When the meeting finally ended, Xue Dili glanced at the dimly lit sky and rubbed his temples.