Almost three months had passed since the Mount Thunder Conference. Those who had obtained the Spirit Turtle’s core should have finished refining it and were about to emerge from hiding to wreak havoc on Sol. Meanwhile, there were only around six months left until the election in October. James would have to resolve everything before then.

The women looked at James in anticipation. James, on the other hand, catalyzed Ataraxia and suppressed his desire. Looking at them, he said, “I’m worried that the Capital will descend into chaos. I should leave Cansington and head to the Capital immediately.”

“So soon?”

Quincy was dismayed.

Although James was here for the past two months, he had been in closed-door meditation the entire time and would frequently abstain from eating. There were few opportunities for them to spend time together, so Quincy wanted to use this chance to at least have a meal with him. However, she did not expect him to leave in such a hurry.

“Mhm.” James stood up