An elegant figure appeared on the long-vacant Virgo high-back chair.
"Good noon, Mr. Taurus." A gentle yet emotionless voice echoed, bringing a glimmer of hope to the desperate Cantona.
An angel...
Cantona's gaze focused, and a hoarse voice sounded, "Good noon, Miss Virgo."
The members of the Round Table Conference, due to being scattered across various countries, had certain time discrepancies. Of course, since they were all on the Eastern Continent, the difference wasn't significant, except for Mr. Leo, whose situation was unique. As soon as Miss Virgo entered, she greeted with 'Good noon,' indicating either it was noon where she was or she knew the time here.
Virgo appearing at this time led him to further speculation.
"At the moment of life and death, Mr. Taurus remains calm."
Miss Virgo's voice resonated calmly, and Cantona felt his soul being comforted. As a member of the Church, Miss Virgo was likely a Preacher, aware of his current plight.
