Chapter 334: Chapter 333 phisto’s Concerns Chapter 334: Chapter 333 phisto’s Concerns In the hall of the Six-Tusk Tower, phisto said, “This matter must be taken seriously! I know that many of us are currently focused on the East Coast Joint Exchange Conference, and that is inevitable. After all, it’s only every dozen years that we get to host the conference, and we must make it splendid.
However, while we have this in mind, there are those who seem unwilling to allow us to proceed as intended. The recent incident with the Plague Magic is an example—it was likely orchestrated by soone looking to disrupt the order of White Stone City.
The adverse effects of the Plague Magic incident are apparent, and I believe I need not remind you. Not only were there student casualties, but the incident was a disaster for the reputation of the White Stone Tower, striking a substantial blow to our standing.
Despite our precautions, we cannot guarantee that such an incident won’t happen again. For this reason, we must take the initiative to eliminate those who harbor malice towards our White Stone Tower invisibly.”
At this point, phisto paused, looking towards Macbeth and Armstrong, “Wizard Macbeth, Wizard Armstrong, both of you have had brief encounters with the enemy. Please, share the specifics of those encounters.”
“Okay.”
“Alright.”
In the seating area, called upon, Macbeth and Armstrong stood up.
Everyone looked at them, Macbeth’s expression was usual as he slowly said, “The enemy is very strong…”
Armstrong also spoke, “Indeed, the enemy is powerful, able to unleash the strength of a Second-level Wizard and master a variety of Second Circle Magic…”
After a while, Macbeth and Armstrong finished speaking. phisto gestured for them to sit and looked around at the silent, contemplative crowd.
Clearly, words like “very strong,” “Second-level Wizard,” and “variety of Second Circle Magic” had significantly impacted everyone, making them realize the seriousness of the situation.
phisto glanced over the crowd, raising her voice, “Well, it seems everyone now understands the situation. So… I now propose ‘utilizing the force of the Wizard Association to investigate and deal with these people.’ Please, let’s vote.”
The room went quiet, and after a long while, soone raised their hand, saying, “Agree.”
Once one person did, another followed.
“Agree.”
Then a third, a fourth, a fifth…
“Agree!”
“Agree!”
“Agree!”
Many people raised their hands.
“Very well,” phisto scanned the room, “Since everyone agrees, the proposal is passed. Next, I will use one-sixth of the Wizard Association’s power to carry out this task. When it cos down to implentation, I hope everyone will cooperate.”
“This!” Upon hearing phisto’s words, those who voted were stunned, as the amount of power phisto planned to use was excessively high.
One-sixth!
To them, the situation might be severe, but using one-twentieth or one-fifteenth of the power would be sufficient. Using one-tenth would be extre, but phisto was using one-sixth, which was simply madness!
It must be understood that not every mber of the White Stone Tower Wizard Association is idle—many perform extrely important, non-transferable tasks and so maintain the operations of the Wizard Association. Furthermore, the White Stone Tower Academy demands a portion of the wizards, aning that the number of wizards that can be relocated isn’t as high as one might imagine.
In a nutshell, even the landlord’s household does not have surplus grains.
Just by declaring it, phisto prepared to deploy one-sixth of the force, and calling it one-sixth, it could reach up to a quarter or even a third when factoring in the immovable forces.
Adding to this, many people were also busy with the East Coast Joint Exchange Conference, which would definitely necessitate relocating individuals from less critical positions or having one person perform multiple roles, effectively affecting the entire White Stone Tower.
This was sowhat excessive!
A brown-haired wizard holding this view stood up, looking directly at phisto without much fear and spoke seriously, “Wizard phisto, I don’t oppose your proposal, but I think using one-sixth of the power is too impulsive. It would be more reasonable to change it to one-tenth or one-fifteenth.”
“Huh,” phisto scoffed coldly, “Wizard Steven, according to your idea, wouldn’t using one-twentieth be even better?”
“This…” The brown-haired wizard nad Steven said, “I indeed do not object.”
“Then do you know why you are sitting in the seats across from while I am seated on this stone platform?” phisto spoke up.
“Ah?”
“I’ll tell you the answer. It’s because your idea is wrong, while mine is correct; it’s because you are foolish, and I am intelligent!” phisto exclaid loudly, “Do you really think that using one-twentieth of our power, being more conservative, is the best thod?”
“Then, when we fail, first add one-tenth of our power, then add another eighth, letting the enemy kill all of our Wizard Association mbers bit by bit, do you still think it’s the best plan?”
“I’ve said it before; this enemy is not simple. Therefore, we must go all out. Otherwise, we’ll be at a disadvantage! Using one-twentieth or one-fifteenth of the power might take care of a Second-level Wizard, but what if there are multiple, or more powerful foes?”
“I’m telling you, I will always insist on proposing the use of one-sixth of the power. I will take responsibility if there are problems. You can oppose, you can ask to reduce the power we use, but if sothing goes wrong, you are responsible. Wizard Steven, do you dare!”
“I…” Wizard Steven, faced with the aggressive phisto, hesitated, unable to say a word, and slowly sat back down in silence.
phisto scanned the entire room and asked loudly to everyone, “Does anyone else oppose this matter? Does anyone else have objections to using one-sixth of the power? If so, stand up!”
Not a single person stood up.
“Good, then it’s decided; this eting is adjourned!”
“Snap!”
phisto tapped her finger on the table, producing a sound akin to a gavel.
All the wizards stood up and began to make their way out of the hall, among them were murmurs of dissatisfaction.
“Really…since it’s a Wizard Association eting, is such a tough stance necessary?”
“Yes, it’s not like we disagreed. Couldn’t we at least have a nice talk…”
“I think, obviously, it’s a matter of personality. Look at her sister…”
The crowd quickly left, with Macbeth walking at the rear. As he reached the door, he turned to look at phisto and spoke up, “Um…Wizard phisto, I support you. I think, in this Wizard Association eting, what you did was right; using one-sixth of the power is completely reasonable. Regarding the people disrupting the order in White Stone City, Armstrong and I have been aware and on alert, feeling that sothing big might happen. This ti encountering the enemy, and fighting them, although nearly dying, wasn’t too bad; at least your motion passed, surely this will resolve all those disrupting the order in White Stone City…”
“Stop!”
phisto stepped down from the stone platform, interrupting Macbeth.
Macbeth was startled, “Ah? What…”
“Leave!” phisto said seriously to Macbeth.
Macbeth: “…” Turned around, not saying a word, and dejectedly left.
phisto withdrew her gaze and silently walked towards the window of the hall, expressionless as she looked out. At this mont, her heart was more vigilant and anxious than it seed. As for why, she couldn’t say. Perhaps, it was just a premonition.
In the distance, the setting sun kissed the mountains, sinking with its glow.
Around, darkness surged like tidal water, and night fell once again.
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