When he got the news that someone had escaped at night, Shurion was furious. But chasing down a magician, even if that magician is not known for his fighting prowess, is not something you can just send out some random cats and dogs.
At least his own subordinates don't have the strength to kill a magician reliably; they might be able to succeed if they try hard, but there will definitely be losses.
Moreover, most of the day has passed, and all we know is that the other party left along the road leading to Chengguo Eton College. There was also a small team of people who started tracking immediately. Then what you can do is to try to gather enough forces and send out a large number of troops to hunt down the opponent. This will make it safer and more certain.
So he came to the central tower of Wulian City as a habit, and orders were sent out one after another, and the forces belonging to the former president Chengguo Eaton also started to move. However, the noble later thought that everything was under control, but did not see the perfunctory attitude of those who received the order. The old man is dead, and he has no biological son. Whether the person who sent the letter is worthy of loyalty is a matter of debate.
Although the person to be contacted was only half-notified, after looking at the college's commemorative pocket watch and realizing that the time for the important meeting was approaching, Shurion did not bother to continue writing. He hurriedly told the young magician who had come over to him and compiled a list of people who could be attracted, people who were already under control, and some restless people who needed attention.
He himself rushed to the conference room with a group of young magicians centered on him. Since pocket watches and the concept of time came into people's view, ordinary people don't care much about it, but for busy big shots, they can avoid unnecessary waiting caused by poor coordination.
In the past, if everyone was summoned for a meeting, it was normal for them to go to the meeting place and wait in addition to sending out messengers. If you have a higher status than everyone else, then it doesn't matter if you arrive late; if you are not so late and you arrive late, it is also normal for the attendees to leave the meeting directly because of rudeness.
Likewise, those invited to participate will generally receive a list of attendees from the messenger. If you belong to a lower group on the list, you have to be conscious and arrive early so as not to be left waiting. If you have a higher status, it is normal for you to wait until you have finished your work before attending the meeting.
So in the past, the most time-consuming part of a meeting was waiting for everyone to arrive...
The lost lords don't have the luxury of the nobles, so simple things have to be complicated. If something can be solved in just a few sentences, it would be a waste to say more. There is already a lot of time spent waiting, and you also have to listen to a lot of nonsense. Those with a bad temper will definitely use magic to fool people in the face.
The advent of pocket watches and time divisions as detailed as seconds was a great blessing to these people. After agreeing on a time, regardless of status, almost everyone is accustomed to attending meetings according to the timeline. Even if there are other important matters that they want to communicate with before the meeting, they will agree to meet at a certain place in advance to discuss through forums or emails.
And this approach also gives some interested people an opportunity to take advantage of it. What Sulion is rushing to now is actually the most influential fourteen-member council of the Xijia District Council. Before Chengguo Eaton passed away, he participated as an agent, mainly to convey the wishes of his teacher, the president.
And this time it was the first fourteen-member council after the president's throne became vacant. Although no one informed him, he still knew the time for the meeting. As for the location, they are all in the small conference room in the middle tower. This is the unchanged location of the Fourteen-member Council.
Because he entered the conference room according to the timeline, Shurion opened the door and saw that except for the teacher who was no longer there, the other thirteen members were already sitting in their respective seats. Under the attention of everyone, he sat on the chair that belonged to his teacher and he had sat on it several times during his tenure as an agent.
To be able to become the Xijia District branch with tens of thousands of members, including tens of thousands of apprentices, and only fourteen members of the highest authority, who is not a veteran? Regarding this uninvited guest, who sat on the president's throne, everyone remained calm, just to see what this little guy wanted to do.
Because it wasn't time for the meeting yet, even if everyone was present - not counting the dead president's deputy among them - no one was talking about serious matters, they were just chatting and talking. Just testing each other out. Just like waiting before a meeting in the past, all the people who arrived early were doing this. Maybe there is an ulterior motive, but it is more to pass the time.
However, as soon as Shurion entered the door, everyone became quiet and stared at the young man.
Thinking that he had taken control of the situation, Shurion looked proud. Following his teacher's past actions, he knocked on the table and said, "Since everyone is here, let's start the meeting."
"Before that." The speaker was the Master of the West Tower, a great magician who had always been at odds with the president. In fact, before Orange Eaton took over as president, Woody Kammer was a strong contender for the position of president. And that competitive relationship has continued. Although he will not always oppose everything, he always uses very strict standards to review every decision of the former president.
Now, the disciple of his dead enemy is sitting in a position that does not belong to him. Woody Kammer questioned: "First of all, what qualifications do you have to attend this meeting, and what qualifications do you have to sit in that chair?" .”
"Because,──" Shurion snapped his fingers, and the young magicians who followed him filed into the conference room. Some were guarding the door, some were standing at the four corners, but more of them were standing behind him. , giving people an invisible sense of oppression. "──I took over everything my teacher left. This is my qualification to attend. And things should be handed over to young people, and should not be occupied by a group of old people forever. In this way, everyone still has Doubtful."
Thirteen veteran magicians, including several great magicians, remained silent. There was no change in his expression, just the same polite expression as when they were chatting with Shurion before he came in. Regarding this young man's performance, they just regarded it as watching a farce.
However, the performance of this group of old people gave the young people an illusion. Shurion, in particular, was even more satisfied with everyone's performance. He said: "First of all, the first thing we have to do is to send people to hunt down the defecting magician, Gebra Shtripwood. Greenwin Archmage, I hope you will lead the team to carry out this mission."
How could Shurion not know certain interpersonal relationships that should be paid attention to when staying by his teacher's side. If he wanted to deal with the magician who offended him, he couldn't get around the great magician Greenwin, who was the senior inspector in front of him. But it would be too inferior to ask the other party directly. Taking advantage of the damn guy's opportunity to escape, he used this method to force the great magician to express his stance. As long as the other party knows each other...
"I refuse." Grand Magician Greenwen replied without hesitation. He even lowered his expression and looked back at the person sitting at the chairman's table coldly and said: "You are not qualified to order me to do anything. And what is the reason behind a magician leaving? Naturally, there will be an inspector to investigate. It’s not what you say, it’s whatever. Since those inspectors behind you are just lackeys, just send them there, I don’t want to carry out this kind of death mission. "
The young magicians were all filled with indignation at these merciless words. In particular, the few new inspectors who had been ridiculed and who had just put on the yellow cloak and wanted to make some achievements were even more angry at the old man's words. Huang Cloak's dignity could not be offended. He put his hands together, chanted a spell, and instantly all the auxiliary magic for combat was on his body.
It was like a fuse, triggering a chain reaction. First, the great magician Greenwin took out the means to save his life and fight, and the colorful magic aura on his body lit up instantly.
In order to be more confident in suppressing the explosive old guy, the young magicians also activated the functions of their combat props and quickly gave themselves several auxiliary spells.
However, the old men sitting firmly in their positions are not fuel-efficient lamps. In order to avoid being affected, or to be wary of the young people turning the spear, while attacking Greenwen, he also took care of himself who was unprepared, so he simply showed a fighting posture. The magic props used to save life were activated, and a series of auxiliary magics were added in a short period of time to match his own tactics.
It can be said that although the young magicians have a numerical advantage, the veteran magicians have more means and more cards. If there is a conflict between the two sides, the side with more people is not guaranteed to win.
It was this change that made the entire situation tilt toward these out-of-mind old men. Young people are less confident.
Only then did Shurion realize that these people were not fat-headed aristocratic old men. Without the protection of his subordinates, when his noble bloodline fails to work, he becomes a weakling who can be exploited by others.
There is no old man who can enter the fourteen-person parliament who did not crawl out from countless corpses. Whatever made them famous, whether they were people or monsters, as long as they were not killed by their own hands, would not be included in those numbers at all.
An old magician with a relatively unknown reputation might brag about his achievements. But there is no one who can attend the meeting who has not been tested many times. Their strength and achievements are impeccable. Power and so on are just attachments.
Simply put, the aristocrat's style of play does not apply to magicians. There are just too many people, and this group of old magicians may not be enough to watch.
Realizing the mistake he had made, Shurion's thoughts changed. As if to relieve the tense atmosphere, he changed the subject and asked: "Great Magician Greenwen, what do you mean by the mission to die? As far as I know, the lich did not leave with the traitor. You won't You must include the woman known as the Demon King."
"Hmph, you are either a traitor or not. Use those two words less. And the so-called death is because I don't want to touch that person when the arcane eye is opened in the Tower of the Great Sage."
"What!"
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