"What! Hank lost? Lost to Crassus and Julian's apprentice?"
In the conference room on the top floor of the Mage Tower, Brent suddenly stood up and looked at Richard holding a letter in his hand with an expression of disbelief.
The elders of the Mage Tower were sitting in the conference room, and their faces were all shocked at this time.
If George lost, everyone could still barely accept it. After all, George was only twelve years old and was only a junior magician. It was normal for him to have a little lack of combat experience.
But Hank is Brent's most proud disciple. He is only sixteen years old, and his strength has already reached level four. He is already considered a good genius among the younger generation of Mage Tower. However, this time when I led the team to the Chaos Academy for a challenge, I thought I was determined to win, but I didn't expect that they would be defeated by Crassus and Julian's apprentices.
You must know that the little half-elf girl is only four and a half years old this year, and she only became a disciple of Julian and Crassus a month ago. After learning magic for just one month, she actually defeated Hank. What kind of evil talent is this?
Richard's face was a little unhappy about this. A dark green flame rose from the letter in his hand, burning it into ashes. He looked at Brent and said: "Hank not only lost to that Little girl, and after losing, he used the forbidden spell you used to defend him to sneak attack her."
"What!"
All the elders were in an uproar. It was a shameless thing to sneak attack during a duel, and to attack a four-and-a-half-year-old girl in the challenge. Such behavior was simply discrediting the Mage Tower.
"So... is she dead?" Brent was stunned for a moment and looked at Richard with a bit of expectation in his eyes.
"Do you think a little guy at level 4 can successfully sneak attack in front of Crassus and Novan?" Richard looked at Brent and said with a sneer and a bit of ridicule: "Besides, that fool's sneak attack was still defeated by The little guy cracked it himself."
"This... how is it possible! The forbidden spell I gave him has at least the attack power of level seven magic. How could she block it?" Brent's eyes widened.
The elders were even more surprised when they heard this. There were two tenth-level magicians present, and there was also Novan, the first space magician in the mainland. The sneak attack of a fourth-level magician did seem a bit ridiculous, but he didn't expect it. It was the little girl herself who stopped the sneak attack.
"Julian put the prophecy stone on her mage staff, and the fireball attack should have been more than ten times more effective, so she defeated Hank with her own strength." Richard frowned Eyebrow said.
"This idiot! I will teach him a lesson when he comes back!" Brent's old face turned red and he gritted his teeth. Forget it, even a sneak attack on a four-year-old girl was not successful. He simply lost his face. It's all gone. When he comes back, you must teach him a lesson.
"He has been brain-destroyed by Crassus and has completely become a useless person. He left the team after leaving the City of Chaos and will not return to the Mage Tower." Richard shook his head and said with a trace of regret on his face. George's talent, if nothing else goes wrong, can at least reach the level of an eighth-level magician and become the mainstay of the Mage Tower.
"Krassus is so cruel! Great Elder, you have to make the decision for me on this matter! Hank is my close disciple and my most talented disciple. I still thought about letting him inherit my mantle, but now Krasus has been Sue is dead." Brent's expression changed, and he looked at Richard and said loudly, with a bit of sadness in his voice.
The elders had different expressions, but for a while no one spoke.
"Oh, your apprentice secretly attacked my four-year-old apprentice, and he used forbidden spell magic. He obviously wanted to kill her, but the little girl took over by herself. No matter where this kind of thing happens, it must be done. Paying the price for one's actions is the most basic ethics of a magician." At the end of the round table, a tall and thin old man looked at Brent with some mocking eyes and continued: "What's funny is, Brent, you still think that Is your disciple innocent and pitiful? I'm a little surprised that Crassus just destroyed his brain. If it had been 30 years ago, even a disciple of the Mage Tower would have shot up to the sky with a fireball."
"Hank's behavior has touched the bottom line of a magician, and I also think Crassus's punishment is understandable." An elder next to him nodded.
"If this trend spreads in the Mage Tower, I'm afraid not many people will think about trying to improve their strength in the future, but they will think about where to get more forbidden spells. When they can't beat them, just throw one to kill the opponent, right?" Another elder sneered.
Brent, who was about to refute, turned red, hesitated for a moment and swallowed his words, looking at Richard, waiting for his decision.
"Remove Hank's identity as a mage from the Mage Tower, and inform the disciples of the Mage Tower about this to regulate their behavior and ethics. I will personally write a letter to Crassus to explain the situation." Richard looked slightly solemn. Looking at Brent, he said: "Also, Crassus has already said something to you: rush to the City of Chaos within ten days and apologize to him in person, otherwise he will come to Luodu to demolish the mage tower in person."
"this……"
Brent's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he was completely confused.
The elders were also in an uproar, and acquaintances were discussing among themselves. Some were angry, while others were worried.
Crasu's demolition of the tower is no joke. It has happened more than once in the history of the Mage Tower. The fact that the Mage Tower can reach such a grand scale is due to his indelible achievements.
"Great Elder, this matter..." Brent looked at Richard with some help, with a bit of panic in his eyes.
"You can handle this matter yourself." Richard's voice was cold, with no intention of helping him at all.
"Great Elder!" At this moment, a somewhat urgent voice sounded outside the conference room door.
Richard frowned and walked towards the door. The door of the conference room slowly opened. A middle-aged magician stepped forward and handed a letter to Richard. At the same time, he lowered his voice and said: "Great Elder, an urgent letter from the Forest of Winds."
Richard took the letter, and the envelope turned to ashes in his hands. The remaining piece of letter paper fell into his hand. After just two glances, Richard's brows were deeply frowned. He closed the letter paper and turned around. Said: "Today's meeting ends here. Brent, Elliot...you few will stay, and the others can go back first."
Brent's eyes sparkled with hope again.
The elders left, and there were only eight people left in the conference room. Richard waved his hand, and the soundproof magic circle in the conference room was activated, and a pale golden light envelope enveloped the conference room.
"Great Elder, is there anything important for us to stay?" Elliot looked at Richard and asked. Several others also looked at Richard with some curiosity, wondering whether Richard was prepared to deal with the attack from Crane. Su's threat.
Brent moved his mouth, but restrained himself from speaking. He looked at Richard expectantly. He didn't want to face Crassus alone.
"The news came from the Forest of Wind. Hubert is dead and Irina killed him." Richard threw the letter in his hand and floated it towards everyone, saying with a solemn expression.
