Chapter 211: The Idealist Heading Her Dead End - IV

But when Ravenna announced that etheric firearms could be mass-produced, the meaning contained in this "alternative scepter" was completely different.

"...Etheric firearms and floating cannons."

Hendrik was taken aback, then smiled bitterly, "Ravenna, that thing..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the door of the conference room was suddenly opened.

Ansel, who had been staying inside the Tower of Babel for the past few days, walked into the oppressive room with Seraphina. Facing the surprised or delighted gazes, he said softly, "Dear all of Bable, I sincerely apologize if I interrupted your proceedings. Originally, I hadn't intended to partake in your meeting. However, upon contemplating the matter, I realized it would be more beneficial to learn about your perceptions of the current circumstances and future flans."