Volume One, The Wizarding World Chapter Forty-Three, A One-sided Meeting
The man was tall and strong, with a well-fitting black suit. He looked like a new-style aristocrat with noble blood. He was incompatible with the wizards wearing ancient robes.
Although he has a handsomeness and humility that far exceeds that of a nobleman, it is undeniable that he is the leader of one of the oldest wizarding groups in the country, Abbot Hercules of the Hydrian Monastery, and one of the strongest men on the peninsula.
one.
Hercules raised his hand and pressed it down, and kept walking: "Gentlemen and ladies, today is an internal meeting. No need to be polite. Please take a seat."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation and said with a polite smile: "You three, please take a seat, Miss Berkeley, ladies first!"
Casper Berkeley nodded expressionlessly as a thank you, and behind her, Jocelyn Wood and Philip Croft also took their seats.
At this time, there were two more wooden chairs in the conference room. Except for Marcus Wood, who did not appear for some reason, all the wizards who stayed behind at Norton Hill had arrived, a total of twenty people.
"Is this guy running away because he is afraid of offending Abel? This is in line with his style, but..." Ian suddenly remembered the matter of sending the letter, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he understood Marcus's intention. When he thought of this, he
I couldn't help but continue to curl up, trying to reduce my sense of presence as much as possible, praying in my heart that good results would appear later.
On the other side, as Hercules walked to the main seat, the meeting officially began.
"Well, thank you all for taking the time to come. I know your time is precious, so we will skip the pleasantries and go directly to the topic.
The reason for calling everyone at home this time is because of the year-end ceremony last month. Except for a few people, I think you all already know about this. So, about the apprentice Alfred Trevor’s performance at the year-end ceremony
The five mentors and I have some ideas about Tianqi becoming the messenger of the Scythe Bearer, and now we want to see everyone’s opinions.”
As soon as Hercules finished speaking, Abel Fox stood up.
He first bowed to Hercules, and after the other party showed an encouraging smile, he said boldly: "Because it was me who proposed this method of handling the matter, I have the courage to do it for the dean."
Hercules also smiled at the right time and said: "Thank you for your hard work!"
"This is my honor." Abel smiled, and then continued to everyone, "Everyone knows that the divine envoys of the Apocalypse are the incarnations of gods in the world, the destination of believers' souls, and more powerful people in the Holy See than the Pope.
A noble existence. Of course, to us, its existence has nothing to do with us. As long as they don't mess with us, we have no need to deal with them."
"But for gods with opposite attributes, they are the best sacrifices to the gods, bar none."
"So, my proposal is simple: Since the Scythe Bearer's Apocalypse has been stopped by us, instead of facing the endless intrusion from the Dark Holy See, we might as well exchange it and let the Mercy Society worship the Holy Light Angel.
Bring it to sacrifice. I believe that an angel of the Apocalypse is enough for them to willingly send it to be slaughtered, and we can also gain some resources by the way."
Having said this, Abel Fox smiled proudly and said to everyone generously: "You can make any requests you have. Everyone has a share. There are not many opportunities like this. Haha!"
"real?"
"Teacher Abel is right. The other party will never give up on something like this, which is enough to make them willing to pay any price."
"So, we can make a fortune?"
"That's right, just think about it, if someone tells our monastery now that there is an apocalyptic light envoy who wants to trade, even if the other party wants us, the entire Norton Mountain, everyone will agree. If they want to kill people, now is the best time.
"
"hiss!"
"Then do you agree?"
"Of course I agreed. What kind of idiot is he who doesn't agree?"
"Agree!"
"Agree!"
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Abel Fox listened to the whispers of the wizards and felt that he was sure of victory, so he looked at Consul provocatively. After seeing his gloomy expression, he became even more proud.
"Everyone will pause the discussion for now." Hercules interrupted everyone's murmurs and continued, "I am very happy that everyone is so concerned about the affairs of the monastery, but this is only one of our plans, Consul Hettings
Your Excellency has raised objections, and I hope everyone will listen before making a decision."
Is there any plan?
Everyone turned their attention to Consul, their eyes full of curiosity, or greed - they hoped to get more benefits.
In full view of everyone, Consul stood up slowly. No one could guess what he was going to say except the wizard who had passed Qi before him.
He first nodded to Hercules and then said: "I am opposed to the proposal of mentor Abel Fox. I hope everyone can keep him because Alfo is my son."
Wow!
As soon as Kongsuer said this, everyone started to commotion. Even Ian and Jasmine looked in disbelief because the plot twist was so big.
But judging from Abel's disdainful look and Hercules' calm look, they must have known about it in advance.
Consul ignored the surprised people and continued: "He has not yet fully enlightened. As long as he purifies the heart of the undead and merges the energy with Elfo, then Alfo's future potential will be infinite, even if it is
It’s not like there’s no chance to reach the top level. Wouldn’t this be more beneficial than exchanging him?”
To be honest, his rhetoric is really unattractive. If it is good for the monastery and has no benefit to the wizards, almost no one will agree with it. Moreover, it is extremely difficult to completely purify the heart of the undead in Apocalypse, and the monastery will need to pay a huge price.
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Consul's proposal was really unattractive. It was just because of his status as a mentor that no one could refute it.
Abel was different. He was still a mentor, so it didn't matter if he said these words; but when he caught sight of the dean's slight nod, his heart agitated, and he had to swallow back the words that had already reached his lips.
"Consul, are you telling the truth? When did you also have a son?" the tutor Vida Beerbohm sitting next to him asked seriously, and the other tutor next to him, Joe Gauld, did the same.
look.
It is very difficult for wizards to continue their heirs. The reason is that after being eroded by energy for many years, it not only reduces the wizard's physical desire, but also makes the sperm/ovules or eggs in their bodies carry powerful energy. This energy cannot be compared with ordinary people.
When a person is fertilized normally, he will also reject the alien energy fields of other wizards.
Only new wizards like Ian and Jasmine have a chance. If they want to reproduce, this stage is basically their last chance.
It is precisely because of this that Vader is so serious. If Elfo is really the son of Consul, then the importance of this little boy to Consul is self-evident, and they will reconsider the consequences:
Is the bargaining chip offered by the Holy Light Mercy Society worth completely offending a high-ranking third-level wizard?
Consul seemed to have been prepared to be questioned. He took out a necklace with a sterling silver pendant on it. He handed it to Vader and said: "This is what he said on the day I fought him."
If you open it and look at it, there is a small portrait inside, which is his mother."
"A very beautiful woman." Vida opened it and saw a sketch inside. It was a portrait of a woman in her thirties, but the happy look on her face looked like a young girl in love.
If she felt something, she asked, "Did you draw it?"
"Um!"
Consul nodded, his eyes drifting away, as if he was caught in some kind of memory, and he said: "In 1545, I just came back from the east coast. You know what happened when I was attacked on the way."
Although it was an old thing fourteen years ago, the mentors still remembered it, and even talented people like Christy Hurt were impressed and nodded.
Vader played with the silver pendant and recalled: "I remember that you were still a gifted person at the time and were on a mission with Casper, but then something unexpected happened and you were lost outside for a year before you came back.
The breakthrough came soon after, right?"
"That's right!" Capas Berkeley suddenly interjected, "Later, our internal investigation revealed that he was in Appleton at the time. Because he was cursed and unable to move, and unable to notify the monastery, he had to rest outside.
Year."
Consul glanced at her gratefully and continued: "Yes, the situation was special at that time. Due to the confidentiality regulations, I can't explain the reason. What I want to say is that it was Alf's mother at that time.
Lenore Wing saved me."
"So you fell in love for a long time and ended up with Elfo?" Vader skipped the middle process and directly gave the result.
"Yeah!" Consul nodded and admitted.
"So, why haven't you gone back to find her in all these years? Let her raise the child alone?" At this point, Vader couldn't help but get angry and asked in a stiff tone. As a woman, even a wizard can hardly avoid it.
This kind of emotion.
"This..." Consul hesitated for a long time, and finally all the frustration turned into a sigh, "She and her husband had been married for a long time at that time, and her husband was also very good to her, and as a wizard, I..."
Then he didn't say anything to continue, but everyone understood what was going on. The place where wizards lived gathered a strong amount of energy. This energy that exceeded normal levels was very harmful to the bodies of ordinary people, so group wizards always lived in isolation.
, far away from human settlements.
If he wants to live with Enoli Wen, he must move out of Todus Cemetery. Although this is not a difficult task, what prevents him from doing so is not only his identity as a wizard, but also the fact that he does not
Willing to destroy Enoli's family.
"Alfo is about 13 years old, so he is about the right age. But the information shows that his father is a barrister in Appleton, and as a wizard yourself, you should know that it is difficult to fertilize an ordinary woman." Joe on the side.
·Gold suddenly asked.
His words awakened everyone. How to prove that Alfo is the son of Consul?
Consul nodded and did not deny this. He said: "I say this because Wen and Trevor had been married for eleven years at that time, but they had no children."
He was silent for a moment and continued: "I didn't expect it to be like this."
He didn't continue what he said, but everyone understood it. I have to say that the instructor's hit rate is really high.
"So, I hope everyone can reject the deal and save my child." After saying that, he bent down to everyone and bowed deeply.