Reincarnated as an Energy with a System

Chapter 1951: Meeting Void

Ning’s eyes moved constantly throughout the hall.

He studied the upper balconies, the guards stationed beside each entrance, the politicians seated below, the heroes positioned among the different delegations, and every servant who crossed the room carrying water or documents.

Nothing looked wrong.

That bothered him.

Tritus had made it clear that today mattered, and with Elowen present right there, something had to be happening.

And yet the summit proceeded with all the excitement of a long political meeting.

Ning continued searching.

Eventually, Minister Selene returned to the podium.

"The next presentation will come from the delegation of Faedria."

Ning stopped looking around.

Three High Elves rose from their seats and walked onto the stage together.

Faedria did not currently possess a king, which meant the summit had effectively invited three rival candidates to represent the same nation at once.

The first High Elf introduced himself as Lord Vaelis Ordan, then began speaking about strengthening Faedria’s domestic economy and reducing its dependence on imported food and manufactured materials.

The second, Lord Seradiel Thorn, focused more heavily on restoring the military and rebuilding the authority lost during the civil unrest.

Then Leamor stepped forward.

Ning’s attention sharpened.

The High Elf spoke with the same calm confidence he had shown inside the vision.

Ning stared at him.

Leamor spoke about reopening diplomatic relations, encouraging foreign investment, strengthening trade with neighboring nations, and creating a government that could satisfy both the nobles who wanted change and the citizens who remained loyal to the old royal bloodline.

It sounded reasonable.

Most certainly rehearsed as well.

No one listening would imagine that the same High Elf had crossed countries to hunt down a woman who wanted nothing to do with him, murdered her child in front of her, and then killed her when she could no longer serve his claim to the throne.

Leamor finished without ever noticing Ning watching him.

The three candidates left the stage together.

The presentations continued.

Countries announced trade deals, infrastructure projects, research partnerships, defensive agreements, and reforms that mattered greatly to the people directly involved and very little to Ning.

By the time the morning sessions ended, the hall had grown noticeably less attentive.

Minister Selene eventually announced a recess.

The lower level immediately filled with conversation as leaders and aides moved toward one another, while officials from the upper sections descended to join them.

Ning remained near the Conjoran seats, keeping watch over the cases.

After a short while, a young man approached him, sent by Prince Tarian to escort him over.

Ning told the others that he would be leaving for a little while and had someone else watch over the cases in his absence.

He found Tarian elsewhere in the hall, standing beside another figure in a black hooded jacket.

Void.

Prince Tarian turned toward Ning.

"Blackfang, I wanted the two of you to meet properly before the afternoon sessions begin. I believe it is important that we are all on the same page."

Void extended one gloved hand.

Ning accepted it.

Up close, the strange darkness surrounding the man was easier to examine, although it still offered Ning no immediate explanation for his ability.

"Void," Ning said.

"Blackfang."

Void’s voice was quieter than Ning had expected.

Prince Tarian looked between them.

"I explained the situation to him, including Number 4, the possibility that Tritus has people inside Cape Mistam, and what you learned about today being important for reasons beyond the summit itself. If anything happens, I would prefer the two of you to cooperate rather than independently trying to do the same thing."

Ning smiled and nodded. "I look forward to working with you, Sir Void."

"I would like to see how you work as well."

Void didn’t sound cordial at all, but he wasn’t rude either. Overall, Ning’s opinion of the man became favorable.

"So far, we’ve found nothing unusual," Tarian said, jumping back into the conversation. "We’ve kept an eye on everything, but we can’t find the slightest sign of movement."

"The security may have made them wary," Void said. "If I were trying to infiltrate somewhere with security this tight, I would be careful too."

Ning studied the area before looking back at the group.

"I can guarantee that they haven’t stopped in the slightest. Though I cannot be certain when exactly they will begin whatever they are planning."

Void considered Ning’s words.

"Are you that certain it will happen today?" he asked.

Ning frowned slightly. "It has to happen because today is the summit," he said. "They won’t have another opportunity to gather so many important people in the same place, so I do believe it will happen today."

"But we don’t know what ’it’ is, right?" Void asked.

Ning nodded.

Prince Tarian seemed less worried than he had been the previous night, perhaps because several hours had already passed without incident and the summit’s security had found nothing suspicious.

Ning did not share that comfort.

Tritus had told him directly that he would have every opportunity to fight today.

Eventually, the prince left, and Void departed as well.

Ning took a deep breath.

"System. Notify me should something important happen that I fail to notice."

<Understood>

That was enough.

Ning trusted his own senses far more than anyone else’s, but given that he was dealing with a Constellation, he needed to involve the System one way or another.

Knowing the System was watching for anything he might miss allowed him to relax considerably.

The recess ended, and everyone returned to their seats.

Ning sat beside President Morstell once again, with the untouched cases beside him.

Another country was called onto the stage, and its representative began speaking.

At the same time, the President leaned toward Ning and whispered.

"We’re next."

Ning blinked in surprise.

He had been waiting for this for quite some time, so now that it was finally happening, he couldn’t help but feel excited.

Still, he waited through the next fifteen minutes with calm patience.

Then, when Conjora was finally called, he stood.

It was time.