That’s My Big Brother! 

Headquarters of Memento Mori…

"I'm sure that all of you are aware of the reason why I have summoned you here," the Sovereign of Memento Mori said. 

"It's about Hereswith's Disciple, right?" an Old Necromancer inquired.

The Sovereign nodded. 

The Old Necromancer sighed. "Even if we wanted to help, what can we do? Back then, we also wanted to help her Grand Disciple, Lux, but are we capable of helping? The answer is no. We are still weakened, and if we go there, I'm sure that the Divine Army will have a field day as they kill us all."

The High-Ranking members of the organization nodded their heads in agreement.

"Even if we send Dillon, what can he do alone?" a wrinkled old man commented. "The Stars of Calamity still hadn't returned. We don't have enough manpower to do anything."

An awkward silence fell in the surroundings before a blue-haired Necromancer spoke.

"Do you think Gaap's disciple will come to save him?"