The little loli glanced at her and pretended to be disdainful, "You're making a fuss over nothing!
That's just a man-eating flower, you'll faint when you see the magic statue in the basement of the tower. "
"Damn it!
Stop pretending to be an adult, I don't believe that you didn't scream when you saw it for the first time! "Chloe retorted, unconvinced.
Seeing that the two were about to start bickering again, André shook his head helplessly and turned around to scold them in a low voice, "Shut up!
Keep quiet!
Otherwise, don't even think about learning any magic from me. "
"I promise I won't say a word from now on!"
"I promise too!"
Perhaps the threat worked. The two lolis, one big and one small, glared at each other fiercely and covered their mouths immediately.
André didn't know whether to laugh or cry at their expressions. He gently rubbed his forehead and walked towards the animated statue at the entrance.
Passing through the quiet corridor, André saw that the hall was filled with official mages wearing badges. There were more than forty of them, probably all the mages in Lincoln City. They all had nervous expressions and lowered their heads as they whispered to each other, as if waiting for someone to arrive.
Just as André was wondering why all these people were in the hall, the door to the first room on the left was suddenly pushed open, and a white-haired, muscular old man walked out.
Obviously, there was no one else who could walk out of that room other than the chairman.
Boris, with his eagle-like eyes, scanned everyone's faces and slowly walked to the center of the hall. He waved his hand without looking back and said to André, "You've come back just in time. Quickly find a seat over there, I have something important to announce."
"As you wish, Master."
André bowed slightly and brought the two little tails behind him to sit down at the empty table on the far right.
He knew that now wasn't the time to ask questions, so he sat down obediently to see what was going on that caused such a commotion.
Boris didn't let the people wait too long. He cleared his throat and said loudly, "Everyone!
Perhaps all of you are wondering why I have gathered everyone here.
The reason was simple. The Lincoln City Council was about to convene again to vote on whether to start another trade war with Bakaro City.
I'm sure some of you still remember how much damage the Sorcerer Association suffered in the last trade war. That's why we have to stop the situation from escalating. "
"Mr. President, are you saying that all the Magicians with titles should vote against the plan?" Gavin Lauryn asked with a frown.
Boris nodded without hesitation. "That's right!
Including me, there are a total of fifteen voting members in the Mage Association. That's about one-tenth of the total number of members in the Mage Association. At the same time, I've also contacted some nobles who have close ties with the Mage Association. As for who they are, I won't reveal too much.
You just have to remember one thing, and that is to protect the interests of all the Magicians. Starting a war means that everyone will be assigned to warships, and they could be buried at sea at any time. "
Gavin Lauryn obviously didn't agree with this statement. He immediately stood up to refute, "Mr. President, please forgive my bluntness. I'm afraid that there's no other way to solve the current situation in Lincoln City other than war.
Since last month, our merchant ships have been attacked by pirates and Bakaro City's warships. Our trade has been shrinking. If we don't show them what we're made of, how can we protect everyone's interests? "
His words resonated with some of the Magicians who were involved in maritime trade. Many of them began to whisper among themselves, thinking that they should support starting a war.
Hearing the buzzing sounds coming from below the stage, Boris hurriedly slammed the table hard. "Quiet!
Everyone, quiet down!
The problem this time is much more serious than you think!
It's not just a matter of trade. Someone is trying to overthrow the rule of this city!
War and chaos are what this guy wants to see the most, and we have to stop this from happening! "
Most humans were usually very selfish and short-sighted. Once their interests were threatened, they would immediately take action. Even the most intelligent Magicians were no exception.
Even though the President had already revealed the truth of the matter, nearly a third of the Magicians still chose not to vote against it. This was because the shrinking trade was costing them a lot of money. The remaining half of the Magicians were also taking a wait-and-see attitude. In the end, the remaining half were the ones who supported starting a war.
Just as the crowd began to stir, the old man who had a direct confrontation with Gavin Lauryn suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, "Mr. President, I think that Gavin Lauryn is trying to split the Magicians Association!
He should be killed immediately! "
As soon as these words were spoken, the originally chaotic hall instantly quieted down. Gavin Lauryn's face was extremely gloomy, and the anger in his eyes was almost tangible.
He resisted the urge to go on a rampage and replied with a vicious voice, "Old dog!
Just you wait!
I'll remember what you said today!
I swear!
It won't be long before not only you die, but your family and descendants will also die! "
"Hmph!
Just you?
A hot-tempered and impulsive idiot?
If it wasn't for the President, you would have become a corpse half a year ago.
Kid, remember this. When you're not strong enough, it's best to shut your stinky mouth. It can't give you any power, and it can't threaten those who are stronger than you.
Don't think that you're invincible just because you won the magic duel at the airport. Compared to a real high-grade Magician, you're still far from being invincible. "
The old man was not frightened by the words just now. Instead, he revealed a naked contempt, completely using a condescending attitude to ridicule his opponent.
Seeing that the two factions of the Magicians Association were about to start a tit-for-tat again, Boris slammed his fist on the table and roared angrily, "Enough!
All of you, shut up!
I've said it before, no fighting is allowed in the Magician Tower! "
"I'm sorry, Mr. President, but as you can see, Gavin Lauryn is like a mad dog, constantly thinking about fighting and killing. This is not in line with the purpose of the Magicians Association. I solemnly remind you, if this continues, our Association will completely become a tool of war, and not an independent Magicians Association with the main purpose of development and research."
After saying this, the old man raised his head and looked at the President without backing down, his dark green eyes flashing with wisdom.