Strongest Necromancer System Chapter 827: The Abducted Leaders

Once Jason and Hesabeth finished exchanging gifts, Jason introduced Hesabeth to Janet and the rest of the group. Francis and Juliet also rejoined them, offering Hesabeth the respectful greetings befitting a Queen. With her unpleasant conversation with her mother-in-law concluded, Hesabeth’s characteristic pride returned in full. She merely hugged Janet and gave a curt nod to Francis and Juliet. In Hesabeth's mind, only those directly connected to her husband held true importance; everyone else was secondary.

Following the introductions, the assembled party was led to one of the restaurant's most expansive tables. Moments later, Stella emerged from the kitchen, carrying the dishes she had been preparing. Jason wasn't surprised to see Stella, knowing she had returned earlier to ready his home. After offering a bow to the table, Stella reintroduced herself as Jason’s personal attendant before commencing the service of the meal.

"This is quite an unusual cuisine. I've never tasted anything like it before," Hesabeth remarked, her gaze fixed on the spaghetti Mira had prepared. Prompted by Gina with a smile, Hesabeth took a bite, and Mira chuckled softly as Hesabeth's eyes widened with delight.

"Oh my. It's simply exquisite!"

Jason chuckled as the women engaged in a lively discussion about dishes from various worlds. He then turned as Riyla discreetly slipped some meatballs from her spaghetti onto his plate. Jason leaned in to plant a kiss on Riyala’s cheek, causing her to lower her head, her cheeks flushing red. The table remained abuzz with conversation for a considerable time. Despite knowing the numerous challenges that awaited him soon, Jason chose to set them aside and savor the present moment with his loved ones.

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[An Undisclosed Location]

"What is the meaning of this outrage?!"

Inside a vast assembly hall, adorned with multiple tiers of seats directed towards a prominent stage, the Supreme Leader of North Korea bellowed in fury. He had been abruptly thrust into a seat adjacent to the President of Russia! The Supreme Leader fixed a furious glare upon a Legion subordinate who had deposited him there, only to be astonished as the subordinate dissolved into the shadows! The Supreme Leader recalled being abruptly snatched from his bed, where he was with one of his wives, and brought to this place. Even now, the exact circumstances remained a mystery! He scanned the room with rising anger, his eyes widening in disbelief as he recognized that he was not the sole prominent leader present!

Seated directly beside him was the leader of a rival nation, Russia. Two rows ahead, the President of South Korea was visible! The Supreme Leader sneered, his anger spiking upon seeing the South Korean president, and he swiftly averted his gaze, only to discover the President of the United States also in attendance! The US President, a middle-aged man with distinguished grey and black hair, named Ronald Strauss, exuded an aura of wisdom. The Supreme Leader felt a surge of intense rage upon locking eyes with Ronald! The animosity between America and North Korea had been long-standing, and the Supreme Leader struggled to contain his fury at the sight of so many rival rulers gathered so closely. However, he deliberately took his time, surveying the room more thoroughly. He then realized the alarming truth: someone had orchestrated the abduction of nearly every significant world leader! Prominent figures from every continent, influential leaders from major guilds, and the heads of the SMD and the Enforcers were all present. The Speaker of the United Nations occupied a seat, as did the Supreme Judge of the International Court of Justice, alongside numerous other international dignitaries!

The Supreme Leader's shock deepened upon observing the presence of leaders from clandestine organizations, information supposedly accessible only to the highest echelons of power. Cerci, the head of Gaia, a group dedicated to combating extraterrestrial threats, was seated near the front, radiating an air of palpable annoyance. The Supreme Leader was aware that the number of individuals privy to Gaia's existence could be counted on a single hand. Also in attendance was Victoria Sanchez, the formidable leader of the Black Market Guild – an illicit organization notorious for orchestrating assassinations and clandestine operations. Victoria, a strikingly beautiful woman with short purple hair, possessed a menacing glare capable of intimidating most individuals. She operated as an unregistered S-Rank, conducting her affairs outside the bounds of the law. Despite her widespread involvement in illicit activities, many influential figures, having utilized her services for their own so-called 'immoral' endeavors, chose to overlook her transgressions.

Victoria found herself fixing a stern gaze upon a towering figure, whose cybernetic enhancements gave him an appearance ripped from the pages of science fiction! This individual was unmistakably a Machina, and the supreme leader realized Victoria’s glare was futile, as the Machina remained utterly unconcerned.

"Does anyone possess the slightest clue as to our whereabouts?"

A voice from the periphery broke the tension, instantly recognized by the supreme leader as the current Prime Minister of Japan. Her attire suggested she'd been interrupted during dinner. Strangely, the Supreme Leader heard the Prime Minister’s words in Korean, despite knowing she had spoken Japanese! How could this be? The supreme leader had never encountered any magic capable of such a feat!

’Could there be a whisperstone nearby?’

From the hall’s rear, Azrael and Vana, the Legion’s foremost rune crafters, meticulously examined a vast rune sequence etched into the room’s wall. This formation bore a resemblance to the one Jason had encountered long ago in the Stone Catacombs, designed to enable universal comprehension within its range. The catacomb rune was significantly more intricate, featuring a permanent sequence alongside others empowering it to affect a massive area. However, the rune created by Azrael and Vana was a scaled-down version, intended solely for this confined space. With over two hundred individuals present, hailing from diverse corners of the globe, Azrael was confident in their ability to communicate seamlessly.

"You there, are you not the head of the Superhumans Agency in France? I presumed your abilities were sufficient to level an island. Surely, you possess the strength to liberate us from this predicament."

"Honestly, all these so-called superhumans are utterly ineffective! Why is no one taking action!?"

"I contribute substantial taxes for superhumans precisely for moments like these! I’ve compensated you generously to face danger so I don’t have to! Rise up and confront this challenge!"

A growing wave of murmurs swept through the hall as the assembled leaders pondered their location. It was evident that tensions were escalating, with ordinary citizens urging the superhumans to intervene. Yet, the superhumans merely averted their gazes, remaining conspicuously silent.