Golden Forest: 40 places
The Magic Association is still in a half-dead state. The president of the association is an old scholar who only likes to study his own magic and is not interested in the competition in the continent. Therefore, the number of vacancies is: 35
The Far East was the most controversial force in this meeting. As the recent conspiracy incident in the Far East spread across the mainland, many forces knew that the Far East was extremely weak at this time.
Everyone wants to take a bite.
However, Far East, relying on the Empire's influence, formed an alliance with the Northern Cangya Tribe, the Church of Light and other forces, which made Far East "fat", and then several allies of the Empire argued with them.
Far East barely reached: 35 places
After the resources of the ten round table seats were divided, the remaining small forces stepped down and scrambled for the remaining resources.
Slightly larger forces can grab 6-8, while smaller ones may only get 3 or less.
However, this time the Mist Token will have to be fought for flexibly by the younger generation, and the eyes of the leaders of many small forces all lit up with different brilliance.
After all, who can say for sure which youngster will have the last laugh...
Seeing that everyone had almost finished their discussion, Harry smiled and said, "Everyone, now that we have reached an agreement on the matters related to the Mist Token, please return."
"In another month, the Land of Mists will open. It will take some time for everyone to return to their respective factions. So, while time isn't tight, it's not loose either."
"Excluding the one month it will take for everyone to travel, let's meet in Eselon in two months."
After listening to what Hashis said, many forces nodded in agreement.
Then, after the ten forces from the round table left first, the various small forces left.
As soon as Albert and Ford walked out of the Ten Round Table Council Hall, they flew into the sky and headed back to the empire.
Two months is just enough time for the round trip, which is a bit tight for the empire...
But Albert seemed prepared. When he and Ford were flying at full speed in the air, Albert took out a long-distance magic communication scroll.
The material of this long-distance magic communication scroll is extremely ancient, and it is obviously a product of several centuries ago.
Albert injected his fighting spirit into the scroll, and soon the voice of the old emperor Art was heard from the scroll.
"Albert? What's going on?"
Albert then told his father about the Mist Conference that had just been held in Eseron. Art, who was on the other side of the scroll, pondered for a long time, digesting the information Albert had said.
Albert went on to say.
"Father, Ford and I are on our way back to the Empire. Two months is just enough time for our round trip. I'll leave the personnel selection in the Empire to you."
"Oh, by the way, our Empire has won a lot of places this time, and Ford is indispensable, so I decided to give 20 of the 70 places to the Grey Family."
The old emperor Art said, "Well, I know. I will inform Jonas and Ryan about the Gray family later. As for the remaining 50 places... I will hold a selection competition at the Bristol Royal Academy."
Albert nodded, "Well, besides the academy, you can also hold some trials in other places in the empire."
"As long as one has the ability and can obtain the Mist Token for the Empire in the secret realm, the Empire will treat him well, regardless of his status."
The old emperor Art said: "I understand. You should hurry on your way. I will arrange the relevant matters."
As soon as Art finished speaking, the light of the scroll in Albert's hand disappeared, and it seemed that the signal from Art's side was cut off.
Albert and Ford looked at each other, then flew towards the empire with all their strength.
The two of them were extremely fast, like two flying arrows and meteors...
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