Sid was asking him to drop by the Saints Association.
All previous preparations had been completed and he was just waiting for David to arrive.
The second task was about to be completed.
David thought it would be a long wait, but unexpectedly, Sidâs work efficiency was quite high.
After bidding farewell to everyone, David embarked on the road to Central.
They were living in the Central Sacred Continent, but in a relatively remote place in West End.
Therefore, he was not too far from the headquarters of the Saints Association in Central.
With Davidâs speed in the eight-dimensional space, it would not take him too long to arrive.
Halfway through, David put on a mask and pretended to be an old man.
As soon as David arrived according to the coordinates given by Sid, he saw an old man waiting for him.
It was none other than Sid.
âSir.â
The moment he saw David, Sid hurried forward to greet him.
âLord Sid, sorry to keep you waiting!â David replied in an old voice.
âItâs nothing, Sir. As long as youâre here, Iâm willing to wait for as long as it takes.â
David was still not used to an old man calling him Sir.
In reality, he was much younger than Sid.
Even a single zero in Sidâs age would be much older than David.
âThen letâs get down to business,â David urged.
âOkay! After you, Sir.â
After Sid finished speaking, he extended his hand in a welcoming manner.
David walked ahead without hesitation.
After all, his current identity was an old monster who had lived for countless years.
Sid took David into the Saints Association and into a luxurious room.
Along the way, both of them walked in the eight-dimensional space so they would not alarm anyone.
It seemed that Sid also wanted to keep Davidâs arrival a secret for the time being.
âSir, you can rest here for a while as I get all the seniors of the Saints Association to remove Zenon from the position of the head so you can take over,â Sid said politely.
âGo ahead, Lord Sid! Just tell me when you need me.â David nodded.
Then, Sid left.
Two hours later.
Zenon sat in the main seat in the Saints Associationâs meeting hall.
On his left and right were five deputy heads, and Sid was among them.
In addition were the heads of various departments of the Saints Association, including the captain of the law enforcement team, Quintus.
Almost all of them were True Saints.
One could only imagine how strong the Saints Association was.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the meeting hall was somewhat heavy.
Because Sid, one of the deputy heads, had voiced an opinion.
He claimed that Zenon was not suitable to be the head of the Saints Association.
This made the already unharmonious scene suddenly drop to freezing point.
Nothing changed on Zenonâs face.
However, he asked suspiciously, âDeputy Head Sid, you said that I am not suitable to be the head of the Saints Association, but do you have any reason for that?â
âZenon, in order to achieve your own goals, you disregarded the life and death of all humans in the Star Kingdom, used power for personal gain, wantonly launched a war against the Fellowes family, and wanted to unveil the prelude to the chaos in the Star Kingdom. Isnât that enough reason?â Sid complained without hesitation.
âIâm not using power for personal gain. We just have different ideals. Youâre not wrong for wanting everyone to live a stable life, but Iâm wrong for wanting everyone to grow in adversity? You have been in charge of the Saints Association for so many years, so it is time for change, no?â
âYour so-called growth in adversity will be built on the bones of countless human beings,â Sid snapped.
âThatâs something that canât be helped! Itâs better than you pampering everyone.â
âI wonât agree to this. As long as I, Sid Griswold, am around, I will stop you.â
âThen tell me, Deputy Head Sid, since I am not suitable to be the head of the Saints Association, who is suitable? A defeated man like yourself?â Zenon sneered.
âOf course not!â Sid replied calmly.
âOh? Not you? Then tell me, who in this Star Kingdom is qualified to be the head of the Saints Association?â