Wizard

In the top-level meeting room of the Wizard Tower, Octavill, who was sitting in the center, was holding a thick document, and in front of her, five people who looked like phantoms were watching her, only regularly. The regular meeting of the House of Shadows has now come to an end.

"The collection of resources on the seventh plane has caused dissatisfaction among the local indigenous people. Appropriate adjustments can be exchanged for stable income..."

"The environment of the resource collection point of the Abyss World is abnormal, and the dispatched team has withdrawn..."

"There is no progress in the connection with the Bone Sea World. The ruler of the Sea of ​​Bone Sea in the West District has resistance to the House of Shadows and needs to be replaced for communication..."

The important things have been communicated, and the remaining reports of these fixed affairs, Octavil, seem to be a little perfunctory. Although Octavil did not show it, her tone has revealed her impatience.

An old man with yellow pupils on the left side of the table laughed when he noticed Octavier's moodiness. "Okay, okay! It's up to you to take care of the daily affairs, there is no need to pile all the details in your hands, otherwise it will affect the improvement of your own strength..."

The opening of the old man with yellow pupils caused the others to agree, and Octavier, who was sitting there, threw the thick document he was holding on the table after making sure that no one raised an objection. , Said lightly. "In that case, if you have no other questions, the regular meeting can be over."

The old man with yellow pupils smiled again. "Octavil, 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 read every day has reached more than 2,000. Do you know?"

"I gave him the permission to read. It is estimated that your old man did not send anyone over to check it." A glance at the other four participants, a mocking Octavier laughed on his face. "It's just a trick. It's not that such a person has never appeared before, so why bother to send someone to station at the door so blatantly!"

"Oh? You just kept this old guy from me, but you all sent people to squat over?" The yellow-eyed old man with a surprised expression looked at the person next to him. Then he suddenly laughed. "It's not such an exaggeration, even a dawn-level wizard, but he is not a core member, it would be better to let it develop!"

After all, the phantom of the old man with yellow pupils gradually faded, and soon disappeared completely.

The other three phantoms looked at each other, smiled awkwardly after a while, and pointed at Octavier to confirm the opinion of the old man with yellow pupils. The phantom floating in the air quickly faded and disappeared.

And when everyone else withdrew the projection of the body, the only old woman who didn't leave smiled bitterly and murmured a little bit at Octavir. "You, you! It's still so true, but just an outside dawn wizard, why bother to expose their purpose in the regular meeting because of such a thing. It's not good..."

Octavier, who was sitting on the chair, kept calm, but pouted like a little girl as the old woman spoke, and retorted like a puff. "There has been a wizard like this before, but do you know where that wizard was sent by them in the end? They actually sent that person to the abyss world!"

"Abyss world has always been troublesome. I remember that little guy came back alive after completing the mission." After thinking about it for a while, the old woman thought of the previous event, followed by a smile in her eyes but she shook her head. Come. "Octavil. This is where the headquarters of our Shadow House is located, and it is also the shelter for every catastrophe. There is nothing wrong with them selecting the core members in this way..."

"But, but... such a cruel selection will not leave one out of ten. If this continues, our core members are growing too slowly. Do we have to wait for the invasion to come and regret it?" Octa struck her neck very unconvinced. Vale, get excited. "There are so many high-level wizards that can be born on this land, and sooner or later, something will happen if you don't absorb elites from other planes!"

"Okay, okay!" There was a petting smile on the old woman's face, and she shook her head and sighed. There was a bit of blame in his tone. "The Great Elder has already spoken, and several of them have also made concessions. There is no need to make you and them grudge because of an outsider. Everyone is for the sake of safety here, and there is no need to deal with such a strong attitude. This is not the attitude that a person in charge of the venue should have..."

Although he didn't say too much, the old woman's tactful rebuke still made Octavier even more depressed. She turned her back directly on the back of the chair and muttered. "You always speak for them, am I doing it for myself!"

"Hey...If you don't feel happy doing daily affairs, just let it go. The improvement of your strength is the most basic principle. The most fundamental thing you want to protect here is your strength. I will tell them more..."

Seeing that Octavil was still so stubborn, the old woman who didn't continue to talk began to ponder. After a while, seeing Octavil who turned her back still sulking, she smiled bitterly and stopped talking. He shook his head insignificantly, and as the phantom dissipated, the meeting room calmed down.

Octavier, sitting on his side in the chair, still pouted and depressed. It was not until a long time later that she turned around to find that the phantom of the old woman had disappeared, leaving her alone in the entire conference room. .

A somewhat dazed Octavier stood up in surprise, then stomped his feet bitterly, and stood there with her lips pouted, waiting for her mood to return to calm.

However, the magic ring between the fingers shone at this moment. A few steps walked to Octavir next to the window, and her expression returned to coldness. This opened the magic magic contact interface. The other side asked directly. "Are their people gone?"

Sandy, the pink-skinned library manager, replied respectfully while saluting. "Return to your lord, the three elders have already left."

Octavier, whose expression was always cold, gave orders immediately. "When Raymond comes out, let him come to me."

"Yes!" Sandy nodded his promise, then raised his head hesitantly, with a faint sadness on his face. "Master Octavir, Medel's condition is getting worse and worse. During this period of time, he has basically not left his position. What do you think?"

"Life is approaching, this is something that can't be helped," Octavier pursed his mouth and thought for a long time before sighing. "If Master Medel has any needs, just tell me directly..."

With gratitude, Sandy nodded immediately and agreed, "Good Master Octavir, I will accompany him as much as possible..."

Octavier, who was standing at the window, didn't want to listen to her other words, and directly interrupted the contact, but Octavier, who did not leave, looked out the window in a daze, and his thoughts became a little messy.

And Sandy, who hid in a corner of the library and contacted Octavir, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was relieved when facing the closed spell interface, although Master Octavir She has always been more amicable, but she is still a little unbearable for her as a wizard apprentice to face this big figure in charge of the affairs of the entire Shadow House.

After standing in place for a while, Sandy walked out after she calmed down, but when she walked past several rows of metal bookshelves, her face became gloomy.

No one was busy in the operation room that sent the books to each room. The busy scene before, was like an illusion in her mind!

Sandy, who rushed in, immediately saw the foreman who was resting sitting in the corner with his legs beating, and the angry Sandy yelled at him. "Is there nothing to do here?"

The foreman in a black uniform looked up in amazement. Seeing that it was Sandy the administrator of the library, he didn't feel any panic. Instead, he reported with a strange face. "Miss Sandy, there is no need for so many people here. The booklet selected by the person in the room has become a special type, and he has also changed the mode of reading..." (To be continued. If you I like this work, and you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at the starting point. Your support is my biggest motivation. Please go to read it for mobile phone users.)