"Whose student?"
"Zahir Legend, you should first take a look at the signature of this report."
"Von Enriso Research Center, Institute No. 66, Director: Wayne Loft? Von Enriso? Isn't that the place where Boras' legendary student Josué Jr. is in charge?"
"So, this Wizard of Wynn is the deputy chairman of Boras..."
"It seems that Zahir Legend has been concentrating on the project experiments recently and has not paid much attention to what is happening within the school."
Zahir Legend, who was present at the front, was an old-looking, short-haired wizard with dry skin and thin limbs, like a walking mummy. "I haven't been out for a long time, um... what's going on with him?"
"This little guy is the most talented young wizard in our Ghost School in recent years."
"If you want to talk about him, you have to advance what happened in the city-state of Custer in the Eastern Continent some time ago..."
"It is said that he also discovered the flaws in the spell runes that we are currently revising and perfecting."
"There is also the matter of the Twilight Sect..."
After quietly listening to the legends around him who were familiar with this name, he looked at Boras who was sitting in the top position, "So, he is just an ordinary intelligence officer?"
"Zahir, this is not the point of today's discussion."
"Boras, I don't think so," Zahir shook his head seriously and said stiffly: "Since he has such a high talent, he should be taken back to the ghost soul and receive more systematic training instead of A person wandering around the world like this."
"The most outrageous thing is that there are still people who dare to chase him? He actually chased and killed a genius wizard of the Ghost School, no, an unprecedented genius wizard! This is something I cannot tolerate!"
"The Legend of Zahir is right, Vice Chairman Boras, the school's handling of this matter is very ungraceful." A werewolf wizard in the back grinned.
"That's right, wizards like Wayne must not only be protected, but also give stern warnings to forces like the Dawn Church and the Dusk Sect."
"For example, sending their saint who dared to lead people to hunt down the wizard Wei En back to the Kingdom of Dawn... I think it is more in line with the current situation..."
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
"..."
Dangdangdang...
Boras tapped the conference table with his golden cane. A faint black light appeared on the skull's face, making the red light in his eyes glow faintly. He was obviously angry at these people's words.
"Again, this is not the focus of today!"
A specially bound zombie appeared on the table, but only half of its body was a skinny immortal body, while the other half was occupied by a complete mechanical body.
"It is what we are going to discuss today!"
"Ho ho..."
The mechanical zombie struggled twice out of habit and then immediately lay still.
What the hell is this place? Why are there so many king-level wizards?
Great zombie king, come and save your poor kin...
"Boras, I will solve this matter in my own way." Zahir's cloudy eyes stared at Boras for a while, and then said slowly: "You can start."
The other legends looked at the tough two, looked at each other, and chose to keep their mouths shut.
Unlike Zahir Legend, who is close to the limit of his body, and they have not experienced the dark period of the last era, they cannot understand his love for talents.
But this prevents them from giving some advice to Boras, the Vice President. After all, there are not many wizards in the entire wizarding world who can do so many "glorious deeds" under the age of twenty, let alone They are the Ghost School themselves.
"Okay," Annep glanced around and said at the right time: "As Deputy Boras said, what we are going to discuss today is the report on the mechanical undead. Specifically..."
"I'll do it." Boras raised his hand to interrupt.
Annep hesitated for a moment. She originally wanted the vice chairman with a bad temper to calm down for a while, but now it seems that it is impossible.
"good."
"You have all seen the project phase report just now. I believe no one will have any objection to the value of the mechanical undead project."
Boras seemed not to be affected by the twists and turns just now, and said loudly: "There are three key points to discuss next."
"First, can the value of this research report on mechanical undead be comparable to the 'original characteristic fusion' research report?"
"Second, if it can be compared, should we choose to make this report public and compare it with the Shadow School?"
"The third and most important thing is whether the results of this project need to be fully disclosed to wizards in the necromancy system, or what kind of standards should be formulated to partially disclose the report content..."
As soon as he finished speaking, almost all the legendary wizards present could not wait to speak.
"What kind of rubbish topic is 'original characteristic fusion'? How can it be compared with mechanical undead?"
"Let's not talk about the significance of winning or losing in the competition. Just publishing the parts involving the mechanical body and the runic array board can indirectly improve the strength of the bastards of the Mechanical School. You actually want to make it public?"
"that is……"
"madness!"
Zahir stood up angrily, and the legendary powerful aura on his body instantly swept through the entire conference room. Small space cracks filled the air, cutting into the space around him, making the legendary ghost wizards present frown.
"Boras, have you run out of brains after transforming into an undead creature? How could you think of making this project report public?"
"Um?"
Boras snorted softly, and the blush in his eyes suddenly became stronger. The dark and terrifying aura of the undead spread like water waves, forming a huge shadow standing behind him, suppressing Zahir's pervasive original power bit by bit.
"Zahir Legend, do you need me to teach you what deliberation is?"
"Huh? You two, are you going to take action?"
"Legend of Zahir, Vice Chairman Boras hasn't decided yet, don't be angry yet..."
When other wizards saw this scene, their origin cores trembled slightly, their eyes focused on Boras, and they clearly felt the terrifying pressure coming from their bodies.
Demi god?
When did this old immortal become a demigod?
"Zahir, sit down first."
At this time, Annep stood helplessly between the two of them, blinking fiercely with a pair of red-dot eyes, signaling to the old wizard not to be so tough.
"Hmph, I want to hear how you discuss it!"
Zahir's face was ugly, and he also felt the original power of Boras that was far beyond the legend, so he took advantage of the situation and sat down with his strength.
"Deputy Chairman Boras?" Annep breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the old skeleton beside him.
"According to the school's legendary rules of procedure, voting will begin now." Boras made no move, and his voice became colder. He looked at the crowd and said, "Those who think that mechanical undead can be compared to the 'original characteristic fusion' topic, raise your hands."
Swish…
In an instant, more than half of the legendary wizards raised their hands.
"agree or not……"
"I disagree, finally..."
Under Boras's strength, the three proposals were quickly voted on one by one to obtain the final results.
Seeing this, Annep immediately announced the voting results:
"According to the results, more than half of the legendary wizards believe that the subject of mechanical undead is far more important than "original characteristic fusion". It is not recommended to compete with the shadow school, and a certain contribution value is required before it can be exchanged for review."
"In this case," Boras silently withdrew his original power and sat back on the chair, "then you will provide a project report for the competition, Zahir Legend, and you will be responsible for this matter."
"good."
The corners of Zahir's mouth twitched slightly, but he thought about it and did not refuse.
"Also, I have communicated with the chief regarding the matter of Wizard Wei En. I cannot tell you the specific content. I will only tell you the result."
Boras glanced around and said, "No one needs to provide him with extra help. He needs more training than your protection."
"Why?" Zahir frowned.
"This is what Waklav means, and it is also Lord Willawut's suggestion."
"Willa Ut?"
"The one from the world of the dead? He also knows about that little guy?"
These wizards were all stunned. With that person's current status, he probably didn't know what was going on inside the ghost.
Even Chief Wakraf, who has been away from the school for so long, is not particularly clear about Wei En's affairs. He still needs Vice Chairman Boras to pass the message on. How come the one in the world of the undead also knows about it?
"I know, and I knew Wizard Wynn earlier than we did." Boras said lightly: "Vaclav and I also agree with his suggestion. We believe that Wizard Wynn has achieved today's strength only by relying on his personal ability. Need our help.”
"Then watch him being bullied by people from the Church of Dawn? You should know better than me what kind of existence Celestia is, right?" Zahir asked in a deep voice.
"In matters concerning Dawn Church, I will contact St. Jobin XV on behalf of the ghosts. As for Celestia... In this matter, she may not follow Dawn's arrangements..."
Having said this, Boras paused, waved his hand and said: "That's all I have to say. Zahir Legend will come up with the project report as soon as possible. The Shadow School is still waiting for the results."
"Know……"
"The meeting is over!"
After a while, only Boras and Annep were left in the conference room, sitting together in silence.
"Wei En...that little guy's strength is indeed improving too fast..."
"Boras, are you worried?"
"Worried? Of course I'm worried."
"With the strength of Wizard Wei En, it is indeed too dangerous..."
"No, I'm worried that if those bastards don't come out, I won't be able to see their true colors!"
Boras chuckled and let out a deep laugh, "It took me fifteen hundred years to wait for that little guy to be a genius wizard in the secret arts system..."
"Then you are not afraid that he will be killed by those people?"
"Afraid? With that person guarding him, unless the gods come... no one in this world can hurt him!"
"That one?" Annep's eyes flashed red, "Boras, you mean..."
"Wait, the results will be available soon!"
Boras shook his head, did not continue, and asked instead: "How many great wizards have gone to the South Bank now?"
"Thirty-three great wizards, and two legendary wizards." Annep took a deep look at him and replied with a click.
"Not enough! Send a notice to those great wizards and legendary wizards who are messing around outside, and ask them to rush to the Kordo Sea. Since you agreed to that little guy, you might as well make a bigger noise."
"Okay, I think it's appropriate too."
"The Twilight Cult, the Devourer, and the false god of the 'True Lord of Slaughter,'" Boras stood up. "Perhaps we have been silent for too long, and those dark bastards have jumped out..."
"Well, it's time to let them feel the power of our wizards again!"
"Crack, click, click..."
…
…
Alexei Island, trading area.
Wei En walked calmly through the bustling crowd, scanning the stalls on both sides of the road, acting like other sailor merchants who had just entered this place, he was curious about everything.
In fact, he did find it very fresh here.
Unlike the stable city-state of Custer, this city-state of Alexei controlled by Black Pearl gave him a strange feeling - orderly and very chaotic.
Take these stalls in the trading area. Everything is clearly marked with a price, but most of them are shoddy and shoddy goods, and both buyers and sellers often use their loud voices to stand out.
The sound of quarreling is like a standard feature here, and it makes people feel inexplicably angry.
But even though those people were arguing, no one took out the weapons and equipment on their waists. This is another clear proof of order...
This gave Wen a deeper understanding of the people sailing on the Cordo Sea, and a clearer understanding of the Black Pearl's strength.
Order is often synonymous with strength.
[You are targeted by Bouadela Reva's murderous intent. Rating: Weak chicken. Reward: Survival point +1. 】
【……】
[You are under the mental perception scan of Rickard Quiñones. Rating: Well, it smells of abyssal decay. Reward: +10 survival points. 】
Of course, he was also aware of some things hidden in the dark.
For example, the old pirate with wandering eyes in the front left, the extraordinary person lowering the brim of his hat from time to time in the back, or the eager gaze cast from the shop area behind him...
This allowed Wei En, who had been away from the city-state for some time, to gradually regain some memories of life in Custer, which were so familiar.
until--
[You are being watched by the origin of Mitra, the Lord of Desire (the Beloved). Because your origin power exceeds 500, she did not receive any feedback. Evaluation: I believe this person doesn’t need to say more, right? Reward: Survival point +1. 】
Mitra, the favored one?
Wei En looked at the information prompts on the panel in surprise. He did not expect to see familiar names nearly 10,000 kilometers away from the city of Custer.
He remembered that before leaving the city-state of Custer, the city that never sleeps not far from the Basil neighborhood should have been attacked by pirates from the port.
Or is it that this beloved one abandoned the noble committee and ran away in advance?
"Tsk, I'm overthinking it again."
Wei En's mental perception spread instantly, covering the entire city-state.
Now that we bumped into him, let’s go see this acquaintance.
It just so happened that he still had some things he wanted to ask the person involved in the Custer City State incident...
(End of chapter)
