As soon as he finished speaking, a raging fire suddenly burst into flames behind Viktor, the intense heat causing the air to tremble.

The flames, like an enraged lion, instantly clung to Victor's body, their warning voice low and menacing.

Vega stood on his shoulder, and no one noticed that his eyes had gained a touch of azure.

Even though he was on the other side of the envelope, Heim Horn felt a vast, ocean-like magical power that seemed to be threatening to engulf him completely.

The scorching flames even made him feel burned.

Such a level of magical power sent a shiver down Heim's spine.

He didn't misjudge him.

At this moment, Viktor's voice gradually rang out.

“Mr. Heim, remember, this negotiation is because you need my help.”

"The councilor's seat isn't vacant? I don't mind killing a fourth-tier mage."

Viktor laughed, a somewhat eerie laugh.

Heim Horn fell silent again for a long time, beginning to ponder whether inviting Victor to the Mage Council was the right choice.

But once he threw out the bait to lure the tiger out, it was too late to persuade it to retreat.

He could only bite the bullet and say it.

"As a member of parliament, I cannot make decisions on my own."

“Victor, your aggressiveness gives me reason to suspect that you are declaring war on the Mage Council.”

The minimum standard for members of the Mage Council is that they are among the best of the fourth-tier mages and are highly respected figures in their respective regions.

If a fight were to break out, he didn't believe that Victor alone could challenge the Mage Council.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Heim, I may have startled you."

"Then, I will visit the parliament tomorrow, and we will discuss this in detail then."

Victor pulled out the invitation from the envelope; it contained the coordinates of Endymion.

He tapped the table with his finger, and the flames reignited, burning the letter to ashes. The ashes drifted out the window on the breeze, also incinerating Heim's phantom.

Taking this opportunity, Vega severed the connection with Viktor and asked, quite puzzled:

"I don't quite understand. Weren't we having a pleasant conversation before? I thought this matter was going to be resolved peacefully through negotiation."

"Why are we suddenly making it seem like we're at war with them?"

Vega couldn't understand it; no matter how confident Victor was, he had never been so reckless.

And this time... it's as if they're deliberately trying to provoke the other party.

It even specifically calls it "building a magical link midway".

Viktor flipped through the invitation in his hand.

The coordinates above clearly show Endymion's current location.

As a city suspended in the sky, Endymion is constantly moving in the sky and can change its position at any time.

He began to explain.

“People who become members of parliament are generally of high moral character, like Rachel Blue.”

The old dean was one of the councilors. Although he was a citizen of the empire and had no noble status, he built the magic academy by himself and served the country selflessly.

He dedicated his entire life to his college.

Although this morality is somewhat ambiguous, Rachel Blue cannot guarantee that its faculty and students will not be mixed with other corrupt elements.

But at least he was able to live with a clear conscience regarding his own morality.

"Therefore, no matter how fiercely I shout, the Mage Council will not go to war with me, because the power I demonstrate will make them need me very much."

The Mage Council is an organization with a strong sense of justice; if it could be considered an alignment, it would certainly be Lawful Good.

A chaotic fellow like Victor is certainly not fit to join the council.

Thus, Victor demonstrated his value in both negotiations.

Besides, he was just saying those things.

Since Victor didn't make a move beforehand, these mages had no reason to attack him.

Are we not even allowed to have a good time with our mouths anymore?

"You haven't answered my question yet, so why are you deliberately provoking them?"

Vega was still puzzled, when Victor calmly explained.

"They want them to think that I desperately need that congressional position."

They would assume that Viktor was willing to do anything to become a councilor, and that the Mage Council would then believe they could control him.

Because in their eyes, Viktor was someone they needed.

Once there is demand, all negotiations become much easier.

These mages could easily sacrifice a councilor's position and give it to Victor, so that in their eyes Victor, as a councilor, would need to maintain that position and obey the orders of the mage council.

"Maybe these old mages are secretly delighted. All they need is a councilor position to get a Cataclysm mage who can defeat even calamities and demons, right?"

Viktor smiled, his laughter full of calculation.

"I still don't understand, what benefits will becoming a member of parliament bring you?"

"Although becoming a member of parliament is already a good thing, as you might think, I really didn't take this position seriously."

Viktor shrugged and said calmly.

"Hyjal, the city of mages, is what I need."

Only councilors are qualified to access the core of that magical city, and only Victor knows exactly what it is.

Strictly speaking, it was indeed a large tree planted by the gods.

However, it was stolen by the former mages.

The Calamity of Wood, the Druja's—Original Core.