Chapter 605: Chapter 603 The Peculiar Sieg
“So of you must believe what I’ve just said, and undoubtedly, so of you do not,” phisto announced, standing on the stage. “For the latter, I do not wish to elaborate further—it would be a waste of words. However, for those who do believe, I would like to propose sothing—sothing of great importance.
As I ntioned earlier, the destruction of our White Stone Tower was the work of a mad Wizard Organization. Based on our understanding, they have nurous ties with the forr Black Spirit Empire, as the marks left at the scene belong to that Empire.
What’s more, the enemy is incredibly powerful—raiding our White Stone Tower was just the beginning, not the end. If they aim to restore the Black Spirit Empire, then it’s very likely they’ll target every Wizard Organization on the East Coast.
To avoid this situation and to stop them, we must unite! The power of a single Wizard Organization cannot stand against them, but the combined might of a dozen, several dozen, or even a hundred large and small Wizard Organizations might just be sufficient.
This is our only chance, and it’s also why we, the White Stone Tower, with the help of Deep Blue Castle, have convened this exchange eting,” she continued.
“In my view, forming an alliance is absolutely necessary. In fact, even without the threat of a mad Wizard Organization, we should unite. After all, our nurous large and small Wizard Organizations have maintained the status quo on the East Coast for hundreds of years. There may have been minor conflicts, but never large-scale battles or annexations.
This indicates that we have been relatively peaceful among ourselves, and completely capable of taking a step further to form a tighter alliance.
Once this alliance is established, internally, we can use consultation and exchange to resolve many issues, reducing misunderstandings, disputes, and scheming. Externally, we could posses a stronger force to prevent enemy attacks. What do you think? If you are in favor of my proposal, then next, we can discuss the details of the alliance in greater depth.”
The crowd fell into deep thought after hearing phisto’s words, with a longer silence than before.
Richard sat in his seat, his eyebrows twitching slightly. He had thought the eting might be dull but was pleasantly surprised to find otherwise. Setting aside other matters, just phisto’s proposal of an alliance was almost like the early form of the United Nations on Earth.
But just then, a discordant voice arose.
“Wizard phisto of White Stone Tower, I acknowledge that your alliance proposal is good, but I have a small doubt,” a Wizard said. “If this alliance is truly ford, then whom shall we all listen to? You say we can resolve conflicts internally, but what if we cannot?”
This was relatively polite, but then an entirely rude voice followed, “I think, your White Stone Tower didn’t propose this matter with pure intentions, phisto? Everyone knows that your White Stone City is destroyed, and now you can’t even compare to so dium-sized Wizard Organizations.
Could it be that you see your restoration as hopeless and plan to use this thod to try and control the remaining Wizard Organizations, to reap benefits, and then recover the strength of White Stone Tower?”
This statent was an extre conspiracy theory. The Wizards present, whether they believed it or not, all had a slight change in expression.
phisto on the stage turned ashen when she heard this, looking in the direction of the voice. Gazing at the nurous Wizards, she couldn’t imdiately determine who had spoken and said firmly, “Who dares claim we’re not acting with good intentions? If you have the courage to speak, then don’t hide—stand up and reveal yourself!”
“Stand up? I will stand up. Do you really think I fear a now-desperate Wizard Organization like your White Stone Tower?” The response ca from a male Wizard with a hooked nose called Grang, wearing a grey robe adorned with ghastly white eyeball patterns, which was quite unsettling.
Warlock Grang slowly rose from his seat and walked straight to where phisto was. He looked at phisto fearlessly and said, “The words I speak, I can acknowledge them anyti, anywhere, phisto! But can you at White Stone Tower admit to your conspiracies?”
“There are no conspiracies at our White Stone Tower, ‘Ancient God’s Eye’!” phisto replied, her face icy as frost. She enunciated each word as if they were being squeezed through her teeth, her expression one of wanting to devour Grang whole, yet she restrained herself in the end.
“Huff——”
After taking a deep breath, phisto stared at Warlock Grang and said, “Grang, I know that there have been so conflicts between our White Stone Tower and your Ancient God’s Eye in the past, and we have killed your people, so you are deliberately picking a quarrel now, aren’t you?! Let tell you sothing, the situation right now is truly dire, and I don’t want to bicker over past trifles. I just want to handle the important matters at hand, understand!”
“Understand, of course, I do! However, Wizard phisto, what I am discussing with you now is indeed an important matter! Do you think I’m harboring resentnt towards you because you killed thirteen Ancient God Servants of our organization, murdered my two pupils, and that’s why I bear a grudge?”
“No, no, no!” The male wizard sneered and shook his head, his voice sharp, “How could I be so petty? Those are trivial matters, not important. What I am seriously discussing with you right now is the Fusion, this major event! I am also seriously questioning the purpose behind your proposed Fusion!
Crazy Wizard Organizations, revival forces of the Black Spirit Empire? Hmph, in my view, they’re nothing but an excuse for you. With this excuse, you can smoothly absorb the other wizard organizations, thereby growing stronger and restoring your power.”
“You!” phisto was at a loss for words. She was a woman of action and not adept with words. Most of the ti, she preferred to solve everything with action rather than explanation.
So, she clenched her teeth and glared at Grang. A dangerous mana fluctuation began to surge within her, her eyes ablaze with flas as she shouted at Grang, “Ancient God’s Eye’s man, do you realize that everyone should be accountable for their words? So, I’m advising you now to better take back what you said, otherwise there might be consequences you cannot afford.”
“How so!” Grang faced phisto with no trace of fear, his own mana fluctuating as he narrowed his eyes and retorted, “Wizard phisto, are you preparing to silence with murder because the truth has been exposed, just like what your White Stone Tower has done to our Ancient God’s Eye before?
Too bad, I am not so easily killed. You didn’t manage to kill before, and now it’s even more difficult. If you really want to start a fight, then fine, I’ll go along with it, to see just how capable your White Stone Tower really is!”
“You’ll see, you’ll know exactly how capable we are very soon!” phisto said as the air around her body began to surge wildly, the temperature rising incessantly.
Grang did not budge an inch, the area around his body quickly cooling down, drawing moisture from the air to form ice crystals.
phisto and Grang were on the verge of erupting into battle right in the middle of the gathering, and the rest of the wizards from White Stone Tower by the wooden platform all wore expressions of exasperation.
It wasn’t that they were worried about phisto being disadvantaged in battle, but rather they didn’t know how to bring the situation to a close if it continued like this.
Macbeth’s eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned his head, looking towards the stand where Sieg Adolf, the dean of Deep Blue Castle, was standing.
Logically speaking, Deep Blue Castle was the host side and had a high enough status to be the best candidate to stop phisto and the male wizard. But for so reason, the other party was just standing there motionless, as if he had seen nothing.
This!
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