In the conference room on the top floor of the Wizard Tower, Octavell, sitting in the center, held a thick document in his hand, and five people who looked like phantoms were watching her, just timely
The regular meeting of Shadow House held is now coming to an end.
"The resource collection of plane No. 7 has caused dissatisfaction among local indigenous peoples. Appropriate adjustments can be exchanged for stable returns..."
"The environment of the resource collection point in the Abyss World has abnormalities, and the dispatched teams have been withdrawn..."
"The connection with the Bone Sea World has no progress at present. The rulers of the Bone Sea in the West District are resistant to Shadow House and need to be replaced to communicate..."
Important matters have been communicated, and Octavier seems a little perfunctory about reporting the remaining fixed matters. Although Octavier did not show it, her tone has revealed her impatientness.
An old man with yellow pupils on the left side of the table noticed Octavere's bad mood and laughed. "Okay, okay! You should do your daily affairs as you please, there is no need to pile up everything in every detail.
In hand, otherwise it will affect your own strength improvement…”
The old man with yellow pupils echoed others, and after Octavell, who was sitting there, threw the thick document he was holding onto the table.
, said lightly. "Since that's the case, you can end the regular meeting without other questions."
The old man with yellow pupils smiled again. "Octavere, it is said that a little guy from the fairy world has been in the library for half a month, and the number of books he read every day has reached more than two thousand. Do you
Know?"
"It was the permission I gave him to refer to. I guess only you, the old man, didn't send anyone to check it out," he glanced at the other four participants, and a sarcastic Octaveer smiled on his face.
It’s just a trick. There has been no such person before. Why send people to guard the door so flamboyantly!"
"Oh? I just hide this old guy, but you all sent someone to squat?" The old man with a surprised expression looked at the person next to him. Then he burst into laughter. "It's not that exaggerating, right?"
Even if it is a Dawn-level wizard, he is not a core member, so it would be better to let it develop!"
After saying that, the phantom of the old man with yellow pupils gradually faded and disappeared completely.
The other three phantoms looked at each other, and after a moment, they smiled awkwardly, pointing at Octavell to recognize the old man's opinion of the yellow pupil. The phantom floating in the air quickly faded,
disappear.
When the others retreated the projection of their bodies, the only old woman who had not left smiled bitterly and muttered to Octavele with some doting. "You, you! You are still so serious, but it's just that
A foreign Dawn wizard, why should he expose their purpose at a regular meeting because of such a thing? Not good..."
Octavell, who had been calm in the chair, pouted like a little girl as the old woman spoke, and retorted in anger. "A such a wizard appeared before,
But do you know where the wizard was sent by them in the end? They actually sent that person to the Abyss World!"
"The world of the abyss has always been troublesome. I remember that little guy finally came back alive to complete the task," the old woman thought about the previous incident, followed by a smile in her eyes, but she shook her head.
Come. "Octavele. This is the headquarters of our Shadow House and a shelter in every disaster. It is nothing wrong for them to screen core members in this way..."
"But, but... such a cruel screening without leaving one, our core members will grow too slowly if they continue like this. Do you have to wait until the invasion arrives before regretting it?" Octa, who was very dissatisfied with his neck, was very dissatisfied.
Weir was excited. "There are only so many high-level wizards that can be born on this land. Sooner or later, something will happen if the elites who do not absorb other planes!"
"Okay, okay!" The old woman's face was filled with a doting smile, she shook her head and sighed. She had a little blame in her tone. "The elders have already spoken, and they have also made concessions.
There is no need to make you feel irritated with them because of an outsider. Everyone is thinking about safety here and there is no need to deal with it with such a tough attitude. This is not the attitude that a person in charge of the venue should have..."
Although she had not said too much, the old woman's tactful reproach made Octavele even more depressed. She turned her back and lay directly on the back of the chair and muttered. "You always talk to them, are you?
I can't do it for myself!"
"Oh...If you feel unhappy in daily affairs, just let go. Improvement of strength is the most basic principle. If you want to protect this place, you have to rely on your strength. I will talk to them again..."
Seeing that Octavier was still so stubborn, the old woman who didn't continue to speak began to ponder. After a moment, she saw Octavier who was turning back and sulking, so she smiled bitterly and stopped talking.
He shook his head slightly and calmed the conference room as the shadow dissipated.
Octavell, who was sitting on the chair, still pouted and looked depressed. It was not until a long time later that she turned around and found that the old woman's phantom had disappeared, and she was the only one left in the entire conference room.
.
Octavell, who was a little confused, stood up in surprise, and then stomped his feet with hatred, standing there with his lips pursed, waiting for his mood to calm down.
However, the magic ring between the fingers shone at this time. After a few steps, she walked to Octavell next to the window, making her expression regain coldness. Then she opened the magic interface, without waiting.
The other party asked directly, "Have all their people gone?"
Sandy, the pink-skinned library manager, also responded respectfully while saluting. "Report to the Lord, the three elders have all left."
Octavere, whose expression had been regained his usual coldness, immediately issued an order. "Let Raymond come out and let him come to me."
"Abide by the order!" Sandy, who nodded to the promise, then raised her head hesitantly, with a faint sadness on her face. "Myder's condition is getting worse and worse, and she has basically been doing this during this period.
If you don’t leave his position, what do you think?”
"Life life is approaching, there is no way," sighed, Octavell pursed his lips and thought for a long time before he felt emotion. "If Lord Medel has any needs, just tell me directly.
…”
Thankfully, Sandy nodded immediately agreed, "Okay Lord Octavere, I will try my best to accompany him..."
But Octavier, who was standing at the window, did not want to listen to her other words and directly interrupted the contact. However, Octavier, who had not left, stared out the window in a daze, and his thoughts became a little messy.
Sandy, who was hiding in a corner of the library, was relieved when facing the closed magic interface. Although Lord Octavier has always been reasonable and kind,
But she still couldn't bear such pressure when faced with this big man who was in charge of the entire Shadow House.
After standing there for a while, Sandy walked out after her mood recovered, but after she walked past several rows of metal bookshelf, her face turned gloomy.
There was no one busy in the operation room of each room. The scene was bustling with energy and busyness before, just like an hallucination in her mind!
Sandy, who rushed in immediately, immediately saw the foreman sitting in the corner pounding his legs and resting. Sandy, who was furious, roared at him. "Is there nothing to do here?"
The foreman in black uniform looked up in shock. Seeing that it was Sandy, the administrator of the library, was not panicked at all, but reported with a strange face. "Miss Sandy, there is no need for so many people here anymore, the people in the room
The selected book has become a special type, and he has also changed the reading mode..." (To be continued.)