1326 Council

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In the scene where the crowd from inside the hall gradually fell silent, the radiance of the thrones that gradually lit up in turn reflected the figures of several great magicians in everyone's eyes, welcoming thousands of gazes. They seemed to have long been accustomed to the feeling of being watched, and they started to talk to each other in a familiar way: "It's Romulus... Humph, your 'Adam' plan has been completed." How's it going?"

"Don't give my crowning masterpiece a random name, Ms. Herm."

Facing the old lady's subsequent question, the middle-aged man who had previously answered had a hint of disdain in his warm voice: "My golem is not a work that you people can easily understand. Her appearance will subvert the entire magical school system."

"You also claimed the same thing when we met last time." The old lady's voice was still full of bitterness and vitriol: "It has been two years, but your greatest masterpiece still has not been released - could it be An illusion fabricated out of thin air, right?"

"Shut up! Please pay attention to your words!" The voice of the middle-aged man known as Romulus finally lost the gentleness and calmness before: "You are now talking to the seven members of the Council of Mages! And it's The future ruler of the Tower of Tyran! You——"

"Okay, okay, stop first."

An indifferent voice then came from the air between the two people, and accompanied by it, another magician sitting in front of a magic throne gradually revealed his figure. With his hands waving, he then pulled himself. Wearing a huge wide-brimmed magic hat on his head, he also showed around a staff inlaid with a huge magic crystal ball in his hand: "This time is different from where we usually meet. Everyone else is He’s watching us.”

"Even if you are stared at by a bunch of humble ants, you won't be paying too much attention." He was answered by the cold and ruthless voice of a female magician sitting on the last magic throne. : "I don't think the appearance of these ants will be of much help to our upcoming operations."

"At least it helps to maintain the image of our Council of Mages, right?" He slowly raised his head, and the man holding a huge crystal magic wand, who was blocked from speaking, then opened his eyes in a line. The broad magic hat was revealed: "And as far as I know, Sibo Dritley, what we need to discuss this time is also related to the secular world."

“We need to listen to them.”

The corners of his mouth were connected like a line like his eyes. He smiled and gestured to the surrounding people. The crowd in the hall, which was originally in a state of commotion due to the previous conversation, gradually calmed down with his movement. During the discussion, he focused his attention back to the center of the thrones in the center of the hall: "Yes, this meeting is mainly to discuss one issue."

"About Tania's future disposition."

In the deep voice of the old man named Wiggins, a huge magical light gradually began to condense in the sky above the hall. It was unknown whether it was Wiggins or someone else wielding the developing energy. Then it became extremely subtle. Under the operation, it gradually took shape, and the three-dimensional outline of Tania after most of the city collapsed and just experienced the baptism of disaster was reflected: "Tanya's fate, I believe all colleagues already know it, the torrent of energy has destroyed Most of the city's ground has been destroyed, and if it is not repaired, the city and its citizens will eventually fall into desolation."

"For the efforts you have made for this city, please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the members of the Seven-member Council." Wiggins paused for a moment before speaking. In the unresponsive quiet atmosphere, he continued to speak: "Without your mutual help during this period, this huge project would be almost impossible to complete."

"But this incident has severely delayed our original plans."

No one dared to interrupt the leader of the Mage Council at this time. Only Romulus, who was sitting under his left head, had the courage and qualifications: "Appropriate remedies have allowed us to fulfill our responsibilities for this world. I think we No more energy and time should be wasted on this place.”

"Yes, the Magic Council is watching with eager eyes, and the dark forces behind them are already ready to move." The line of sight was drawn back from the phantom of the city composed of magic lines above. The man named Sibo Dritley was also one of the members of the Central Throne. The magician also smiled and said: "I also agree with Lord Romulus's point of view, otherwise we may be at a disadvantage again in future battles."

"Clifford, what's your opinion?"

Instead of nodding along with the other person's words, Romulus, who was approved by the great magician, cast his eyes on another magician sitting in the crowd near the back: "You magicians Are the Manufacturing School also supporters of Si Bo?"

"...That's right."

As if he had anticipated the problem that appeared in front of him, the magician named Clifford stood up and saluted slightly. He gestured to several other magicians sitting around him who also nodded in greeting, and then said again. He repeated aloud: "Master Sibo is our mentor, and we will naturally listen to Master Sibo's advice."

"You, you really have no self! You lack the independent judgment that a magician should have!" A sharp and harsh voice named Ms. Herm immediately sounded in the sky above the hall, accompanied by the appearance of the old lady. The figure waved his arms manically: "Think about what your mentor just said! Do you really think he is thinking about the future of the Mage Council?"

"You don't look like a selfless person who cares about Tania's future, Your Highness Herm." Then a cynicism from a dissolute voice came to her ears: "Don't get so angry just because you oppose your old rival. , old lady.”

"Rex! It's not your turn to speak here!" Hem clearly discerned who made the voice, and turned to the homeless young man lying on the throne: "Do you want me to say it? The secret of that night?”

"I said, who is this Ms. Herm?"

Seeing Rex hurriedly waving his hands and retreating when being confronted by his opponent, Duan Qing, who was already immersed in this grand event, couldn't help but quietly asked the red-haired girl sitting next to him: "I haven't heard of this person before, nor have I ever heard of him before. I have never heard of any master who dared to provoke so many great magicians from the Council of Seven so brazenly..."

"Those three people sitting over there are all candidates for the Seven-person Council, that is, the substitutes for the Seven-member Council." He also lowered his voice, and Qian Zhihe shrank his head and still faced the front of the hall. : "If something happens to someone in the Seven-person Parliament - just like Mr. Mallock did, then the seats in the Seven-person Parliament will be chosen from among these candidates."

"But Ms. Herm's situation is a bit special." She frowned slightly as she said this: "She is one of the members of the former seven-person parliament."

"I see, it's senior." Duan Qing let out a slight sigh, and then glanced at the old lady who was still throwing her temper around: "You guys used to have sex with her because you valued this identity. Let’s make good friends with Ba Jie.”

"Don't, don't say it so unpleasantly." The red-haired girl looked back at Duan Qing with an angry look: "This is no different from ordinary tasks. It is also about personal reputation, and it is walking inside the Mages Council. , there will always be times when you have to deal with these people.”

"Then why do you still care so much?" Duan Qing pointed to the door where they came from: "At that time, Fu Feng and the others seemed to be people who completed the task normally. Since it was a reward for a lost object, of course who completed it? Let’s decide who is more capable.”

"That's fine if that's the case." Then Qian Zhihe's expression became even more unhappy: "The magic gem lost by Ms. Herm is not easy to find. Just tracing the clues is wasted. I spent a long time, they... they must have found out the characteristics of that gem, and then spent their own money to concoct a similar gem to fill it in. "

"They have used this trick of using money to throw away tasks many times in the past!"

Saying this angrily, her eyes involuntarily fell on the members of the Wind Wind Guild who were vaguely reflected behind Ms. Herm's seat. They had just sat back down and then put away their restrained movements. , and then the reconfirming voice of Wiggins from the center of the hall came to my ears: "In other words, you still support those who continue to help Tania's side, right?"

"Even if we are not members of the principality, we adventurers still hope to get Tania's support." Nifeng, who was sitting on the side of the group of players and holding a blue magic ball, replied leisurely: " Continuing to help the principality will also allow our adventurers to get more commission opportunities, which is a win-win situation."

"From an adventurer's point of view, you are indeed the party that should support the Mages Council to provide assistance." After nodding, Fernando Wiggins's eyes became complicated: "But - I remember You are still nominally Rex’s apprentice, right? Don’t you need to seek Rex’s opinion?”

"Of course not." After telling the answer for the other party, Rex, who was leaning sideways, waved his hand casually: "In fact, you can completely ignore my existence. After all, I don't know anything about these worldly affairs. Indifference, just treat my vote as an abstention-"

"Is this really good?"

The cold voice suddenly interrupted the other party's words, and at the same time, everyone's attention was once again focused on the female magician who huddled in the dark corner and had interrupted Sibo Dritley: "You are As a member of the Seven-person Council, your opinions represent one-seventh of the highest decision-making level of the Master Council."

"Now it's not one in seven, it's one in five."

Not caring about the result of his previous incompatibility with him, Sibo Deritli then smiled and slowly pulled off his magic hood: "There has been no news from Christine, and Gardevoir has not come back either. , including the newly promoted Lord Romulus, there are only five people in the Seven-person Council."

"Prad Inflidy."

After speaking out the name, Wiggins then called out a young and handsome magician sitting behind Romulus and the group of magicians around him: "You and your Golem School, do you follow What is your instructor’s opinion?”

"Please allow me to correct what the Speaker said. As the most powerful and outstanding apprentice in the school, my research direction is mainly ancient magic - eh."

The rather arrogant look was then interrupted by a look from the front. The young magician named Prad then replied with a respectful voice: "Yes, I am Pudelunk, and the apprentice behind me. We all follow the instructions of Lord Romulus."

"Then it's two against one."

Summarizing in a low voice, Wiggins cast his old and energetic eyes on Jin beside him: "What's your opinion?"

"I object."

It was still a short answer that he didn't want to say another word. The burly man wearing a golden magic robe then said an answer that surprised everyone, and made Wiggins who looked at him wrinkle slightly. Own eyebrows: "You object too? Why?"

"..."

Remaining standing still and motionless, Jin, who represented the leader of earth magic in the Mages Council, fell into silence again. His rock-like cold attitude later made other people around him lose the idea of ​​asking questions. Together with Wiggins, they turned to Freya, who also seemed reserved and silent: "It's your turn, Lord of Fire."

"I-we agree!"

Sitting on the throne transformed from flames, Freya frowned after being summoned, but the voice belonging to Qian Zhihe suddenly appeared in Duan Qing's ears, attracting everyone's attention. Came over: "I, I..."

“We would like to lend a helping hand to Tania.”

As if asking for Duan Qing's opinion, the red-haired girl who plucked up the courage to stand up glanced at Duan Qing secretly, and then when the other party nodded with a smile, she puffed out her chest and repeated loudly: " Even if our abilities are limited, we should try our best to help those in need. The citizens of Tanya are currently living in dire straits, and they need our strength."

"This also represents my opinion." Her brows gradually widened, and Freya's divine light that seemed to be burning with flames gradually converged into her closed eyes: "I agree."

"This is the first time that the apprentice can decide this vote." Witnessing a scene that was even more surprising than Jin's answer just now, Wiggins then looked at the other magicians in the center of the hall in shock with other people. The teacher put away his rather interested expression and said, "Then it's three to two now."

"Ifrit."

His eyes returned to where the last female magician was.

"It's you in the end."