Chapter 330: Variables
“Dear leader, I have said everything I wanted to say.”
Looking at everyone who fell silent because of his words, Zero finally bowed to the leader at the head seat of the long table, and then returned to his seat.
After spending some time together, he basically understood the leader's intentions towards him.
To say things that offend people, things that no one wants to say - like now.
Others were afraid of being isolated or being targeted, but he was not.
The most important thing is that he is weak enough. So weak that he can't even make a wave, so weak that a single finger is enough to crush him to death.
Therefore, the leader has a high tolerance for his actions. As long as he does not do anything out of line or go against the leader, his position here will be extremely stable.
"So, what do you think of Zero's opinion?"
With a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, the leader spoke again, breaking the silence in the hall.
"Who should we arrange to contact several marquises in the empire and persuade them to join forces?"
Everyone looked at each other, and finally, [Xing], who was in the first position on the right, spoke softly.
"Regarding Marquis Draka...my people have already contacted him. If we need to join forces, he will agree."
At this time, Gray Mist spoke calmly and took over one of them.
"As for Marquis Wendy, I have some personal connections with him, so I can try to persuade him."
The second person on the right side of the long table, Voice of the Dead, took over the conversation in a hoarse voice.
After he finished speaking, the task of winning over the third and fourth marquis was taken over one after another.
But then, the room fell into a long silence, and everyone's eyes turned in Zero's direction.
This is not only due to the difficulty of the task, but also due to some deliberate intention to make things difficult for Zero.
After all, Zero's strength and qualifications were too shallow. Except for a few people, most people still held a mentality of rejection and dissatisfaction towards him.
The leader knew this very well, but he was not going to say anything. Instead, he wanted to see how Zero himself would deal with this situation.
Ask him for help?
Under everyone's mixed gazes, Ling spoke slowly.
"Everyone, is there anyone who wants to take on the task of winning over the other marquises?"
To everyone's surprise, after looking at the silent crowd, Zero took the initiative to accept the task.
"Then I can find a way to win over at least one of the remaining marquises! But there is one condition. I hope you can support me and my people when necessary."
Although the word he used was "everyone", Zero's eyes were always looking at the leader when he spoke.
"Yes, if it is really necessary, they will assist you."
As he spoke, the leader glanced around the room. Under his majestic gaze, everyone couldn't help but lower their heads.
"Well, if there is nothing else, this concludes today's meeting."
"Please wait a moment, Your Excellency the Chief, I have just received a special message."
After the leader finished speaking, Gray Mist, who was sitting at the first seat on the left side of the long table, suddenly spoke.
As he spoke, he paused for a moment, as if he was looking at something in reality.
"Regarding the reason why Pamir Academy temporarily changed its venue, it is suspected to be related to the conspiracy of the Magic Council. In other words, it is most likely the work of Stargazer, and its purpose is currently unknown."
"However, due to the special source, I cannot confirm the authenticity of this news. As for whether you choose to believe it, it depends on your own opinion."
Listening to Gray Mist's flat words, everyone looked at him in dissonance, not knowing what he was thinking.
Why would the Stargazers interfere with the Pamir Competition venue at this time? "Does anyone else have anything to say?"
Nodding, the leader looked at the others, but no other episodes occurred.
“Then, I declare this meeting to be over—” … . ….Over the Silver Sand Sea, in the floating city, Olashian.
The stargazing tower, which had not been opened for a long time, welcomed a rare guest today.
He was a young man with black hair and silver eyes, wearing a robe that seemed to be woven with stars and the sky, and holding a silver-white void-like staff.
A gentle magical wind surrounded him, and the various elements in the environment seemed to have gained life, surrounding him and dancing in joy, making the activity of the surrounding elements increase to a level similar to a super-magical environment.
"Brentz, what happened? Has something happened to the web of fate? Vernika and I are worried about you."
But at this moment, the young man who looked like the god of magic frowned and asked doubtfully the old man in front of him who was wearing a gray robe and whose figure was illusory as if he was isolated from the world.
He was my former fellow traveler on the road of magic, and now the most powerful prophet on the continent, the Stargazer.
"Is it necessary to pay such a huge price just to change the venue of the competition to that ruins?"
The change of the venue of the Pamir College competition is not something that can be changed just by a ninth-rank vice-president.
Since there are many descendants of imperial nobles in the academy, such a change first needs to be justified sufficiently, and then it needs to be judged by a jury composed of multiple ninth-level judges to determine its dangerousness.
This is not about the majority obeying the minority, but even if any ninth-level review fails, the original plan cannot be changed.
To put it in a broader sense, Brunz's previous actions were almost equivalent to interfering with the fate of more than half of the empire's future senior officials at the same time.
"A variable, Olvani, a special variable has appeared in the web of fate."
Still with his eyes closed, Brent's face turned towards him, and the strange translucent spiral beard on his chin trembled slightly as he spoke.
“I can’t see it, but since the Hearthfire Moon last year… no, since the New Moon last year, the direction of the web of fate has suddenly changed.”
“At first, the change was minor and still within the normal range, so I didn’t pay too much attention to it.
But as time goes by, the magnitude of this change is not corrected by the power of fate, but becomes larger and larger. If it continues like this, the future will go in a completely different direction. "
"You should also know, Olvani, those things... I no longer have the ability to perform another world simulation.
I can only make sure that the future is turned back to the only hopeful path I see." . ….….The second day of the first sprout month, 2461 of the Glorious Calendar.
One and a half months have passed since the beast tide receded. During this period of time, the situation in the empire has become calm on the surface, and the reconstruction work after the beast tide has been carried out in an orderly manner.
With the help of magic, the fortifications that had been destroyed by the war were quickly repaired.
At the same time, rows of simple but solid stone houses were built outside the major cities. Many homes had been destroyed by the beast tide, and the homeless victims were resettled.
People went to various granaries in an orderly manner to collect relief food, and everything seemed to have temporarily returned to order.
During this one and a half months, Avis was trying every possible way to make preparations for this competition.
He always felt that the sudden change in the venue of this competition might very well mean some huge variables.
And with the experience of exploring the overseas island last time, he also had more experience in preparing expedition equipment.
For example, it is best to put the magic nuclear bomb in a ring alone, otherwise there will be no time to search for it bit by bit at the critical moment.
With the secret arrangements of all parties, the time for the Pamir College competition is finally approaching.
Today's and Yesterday's Fengu (End of this Chapter)
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