Conrad, who had disappeared without anyone noticing, quietly reappeared behind Ellie.
“Madam, may we call Miss Wendy?” Conrad whispered.
At this moment, the president of the Magic Guild is accusing Li Aili.
She said her subordinates disrespected the Mage Guild.
They beat up their guards.
Furthermore, he summoned the guild's guards.
Seeing the guards with bruised and swollen faces, the members of the Magic Guild felt much more confident.
The president of the Mage Guild seized the opportunity and said, "In that case, my decision to attack the Danton City Sheriff's Office was also an impulsive act."
"Bring out the guy who hit you. If he can withstand one of my level 3 fireball spells, we'll call it even."
Just when the Magic Guild was certain that the noblewoman (Li Ellie) in front of them would accept the way out they were offering,
Li Aili said calmly, "We can't just listen to the Magic Guild's side of the story."
"Why don't we bring my sister up here and ask her what happened?"
The guild leader of the Mage opened his mouth, wanting to refute.
However, Li Aili cut her off, "Or is it that the president of the Mage's Guild is afraid to confront him face to face?"
The city lords of Denton, including His Excellency the Archmage Macaron, seemed to be on the side of this beautiful blonde woman.
The guild leader could only nod with a grim expression.
Wendy Nice was brought up quickly.
The small office of the police chief was packed with important figures.
When Wendy saw this setup—
Li Aili noticed a large bubble rising from the top of her head:
[Damn it! That bald bastard from the Magic Guild! I'll show you how to kill him!!]
(The guild master, over 40, is facing a problem that most humans will eventually encounter: baldness.)
Li Aili watched as her bratty little sister switched 'modes' in a second...
Her eyes reddened, and combined with her striking appearance and frail body language, she instantly won over the hearts of the men present.
Of course, except for the president of the magic guild.
He was called a 'bald guy' by this woman in the guild.
Seeing Wendy Nix's frail and delicate appearance, the guild master felt as disgusted as if he had swallowed a fly.
"you--!"
Wendy Nix threw herself into Ellie's arms and launched into a tearful accusation.
"elder sister!"
"Sister! Waaaaah!"
As the saying goes, "Pear blossoms in the rain are three parts pitiful."
Wendy Nice has been good at soothing people since she was a child.
She seems to have an extraordinary talent in this area.
Just by crying like that, Li Aili could see the favorability rating of [+1, +1, +1] above Maka's head.
Wendy knows how to tattle.
Having garnered enough goodwill, she immediately began complaining, "Sister! The Magic Guild says you're a poor, country bumpkin lord!"
"That receptionist even called you... that word was too offensive... I don't dare to use it!"
Li Aili cooperated and said, "Say it. You have to say whatever they say here."
"Otherwise, people will slander me."
Li Aili glanced at the magician president, whose forehead was already sweating.
"I've never heard of anyone apologizing to someone for talking behind their back." Li Aili glanced at the president of the Magic Guild.
“They said you’re a pheasant!” Wendy shouted.
Then, the room fell silent.
The smile on Conrad's face vanished in an instant.
Behind the reflective lenses, the old butler's eyes had transformed into devilish vertical pupils.
They looked at the members of the Magic Guild with the eyes of someone looking at a dead person.
Li Aili looked around, her tone calm, "Everyone, is this true?"
The guild leader of the Mage's Guild retorted, "Your sister is lying."
Li Aili calmly replied, "Okay. I have a way to verify that she wasn't lying."
“If she is not lying, then you are guilty of an even greater crime, publicly slandering the sister of a duchess.”
The guild leader of the Mage Guild glanced furtively at the Archmage Macaron.
Macaron looked gloomy.
Li Aili took out a bottle of potion containing white water from her storage ring.
But when the bottle is placed on the table, the water inside turns into a 'real potion'.
It is also known as the "Truth Society Death Potion".
After drinking it, the truth just won't stop.
The guild master looked at the potion bottle on the table.
He frowned.
[A magic potion?]
【no. 】
“The Holy Law Master is here. Do you dare to drink this truth potion in front of everyone? Take me to court,” Li Aili asked.
It's not a magic potion.
But the president of the Mage's Guild still glanced cautiously at the Sorcerer Macaron.
He turned to the venerable Sage of Law and asked, "Your Excellency, I humbly request that you, in your impartiality, examine the bottle of medicine for me and determine if there is anything wrong with it."
Although, the French Saint Macaron wished he could get rid of this troublesome idiot.
But in the end, they are still one of our own.
He really wanted to downplay the incident.
After a moment's thought, Macaron stepped forward. He picked up Li Aili's 'True Potion' and examined it closely.
There was no magical fluctuation.
It also lacked the abyss-like atmosphere.
It looks... as clean as a bottle of water.
Macaron instantly gripped the medicine bottle tightly.
He looked at Li Aili with a slightly moved expression.
And he tried to convey goodwill with his eyes: What a good child! He suffered injustice, but took out a bottle of water just to save face for the Magic Association!
Macaron looked intently at Li Aili: "Don't worry, child! I won't let your people be severely punished! At most, I'll make them apologize, write a letter of repentance, and then fine them a little money."
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