"That's complete nonsense!"
Faciso waved the literature materials in his hand and slapped them on the table.
"What does it mean 'based on the above conclusion, the breeding of magic pets has unlimited possibilities'? There is also this 'can be deeply involved in various production activities'. What does he think this is? A bragging contest?"
"How did this kind of thing appear in the selection competition?"
Sigrid held her chin up and looked at him, "I sent someone to get the information. Why, isn't it appropriate?"
Faxisuo, who had chosen the wrong point of attack, choked up, and the words he was about to say suddenly changed, "If His Highness approves, then he is qualified..."
"But the content is so terrible!"
"Your Highness, you must not have seen it. He actually wrote on the material, 'Magic pets with special skills can assist in various production activities, save resources and labor...', this kind of thing..."
Faciso felt that it was an insult to his common sense.
Lensak, who was watching, raised his eyebrows. Just as he was about to interrupt, he heard a lazy voice.
"There's no need to deny it in such a hurry."
Knight Commander Norman lay lazily on the table, looking boneless. Hearing Faciso's question, he reluctantly opened his eyes and responded, "I remember... there seems to be such a magic pet in District 13." .”
"Right, Lun... Lun..."
What's going on?
Norman's eyes flashed with confusion.
"Lao Lun."
Lensak waved his hand and hit him on the back of the head with a grudge.
"There is no such person in the Knights."
Norman, who was suddenly attacked, blinked and waited for a moment before touching his head and shouting.
"Oh, it hurts..."
Lensak shook his head, suddenly feeling that he was a bit stupid for caring about such a person.
He looked at the adjutant behind him and ordered: "Anderson, bring us a little building block worker."
Anderson, who had long been tired of listening to these old men arguing, suddenly became energetic, agreed without hesitation, and left the conference room.
Seeing that he left so simply, as if he was not refusing, Faxisuo left a drop of cold sweat on his forehead and insisted: "Even if you are really lucky and breed a kind of demon pet that fits the rhetoric, it cannot prove the above description. !”
"I came to such a bizarre conclusion just because of a moment of luck. I cannot approve of this kind of behavior!"
Faciso's voice resounded throughout the conference room, and his uncontrolled volume successfully interrupted everyone's review work.
Several eyes were focused on him. Faxisuo frowned, showing an uncompromising expression.
Seeing that things were likely to continue to ferment, the old man sitting in the center raised his head slightly and spoke to calm the atmosphere.
"Don't be so angry, little Fasosi. When you were young, you were much more exaggerated than he was."
Aesop, with a gray beard, took off his glasses, wiped them slowly, and recalled in a decent manner: "I remember that material, and it seems that I was the reviewer."
"Do you want me to recite it to you now?"
"No need, Mr. Aesop..."
And his name is Faciso.
Looking at the smiling old man, Faxisuo's expression changed slightly, and his aura instantly dropped.
He really didn't expect that the old man would suddenly interrupt and use this kind of excuse.
So he hates appearing on certain occasions with these old-timers.
If there is even the slightest quarrel, the dark history will be brought out and publicized without mercy.
Especially an old man like Aesop who has a photographic memory. He is obviously old, but his brain is very good. He can even retell every detail to you.
Even a shameless person like Faciso couldn't bear that kind of shame.
Looking at the president from the Magician's Guild in the center, Faxisuo's throat rolled up and down, and in the end he was unable to say the rest of his words.
He sat down angrily and scanned the faces of the other review team members one by one.
Everyone who was seen looked back calmly, with no guilt at all. However, completely opposite to this attitude, everyone kept their mouths tightly closed and refused to make a sound.
Faxisuo was so angry that white air was coming out of his nostrils.
These treacherous guys!
They agreed to attack together, but he ended up rushing forward alone.
Now that Aesop opened his mouth and lifted his bottom, they looked at each other and shrank back one by one.
Faxisuo sneered and suddenly felt rebellious.
He put the breeder's information aside and maliciously took out other documents placed below.
After a while, Faxisuo's calm voice echoed in the conference room again.
"I don't think this exorcist is very good. The threshold is too high and the upgrade is slow. It's not suitable."
"With this skill to improve the degree of compatibility, what can't you do!"
He flipped the materials in his hands back and forth and expressed his opinions loudly.
"And this magician, his thinking is chaotic and unsystematic, what the hell!"
“I haven’t even figured out my development path yet, and there will be problems sooner or later in the future!”
"Witch...Witch is pretty good, but the others are just average. I can't stand it at all. They're all rubbish!"
"With this level, is he qualified to participate in the selection of the Origin Guild?"
"I don't think so, just let the witch pass, send the others back, and let them continue to develop for another two years!"
Such remarks, which were completely inconsistent with the interests of most people, completely detonated the atmosphere in the meeting room.
The other guild president snorted coldly and couldn't help but scolded: "President Faciso, please pay more attention to the order. No matter what your opinion is, we people are still carrying out the review work normally. of."
"You'd better keep that kind of barren speech without any nutrition in your stomach and savor it yourself."
Faciso looked indifferent, "Isn't it? Do you still need to look at this kind of garbage so carefully?"
"I can tell at a glance that you're not qualified. It takes you so long, which means you're not good enough!"
"If it takes longer and I can draw conclusions with real reference significance, it will at least mean that the time I spent is worthwhile, unlike some people who speak casually and irresponsibly without a deep understanding at all..."
"What do you mean by 'some people'? Let me tell you straight away. How many people here agree with the evaluation I just made of these three professions?"
"If you don't speak, you will take it as your acquiescence!"
"President Faciso..."
…
Looking at the scene that had become completely chaotic, Sigrid held the tea cup with an expression of watching a good show.
As expected of "Mad Dog" Faciso, he would bite anyone he provoked.
It was the right decision to insert him into this review team to fish in troubled waters.
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