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"Silence!"

It wasn't until Chief Master spoke out that the uproar in the audience gradually stopped.

Wearing round gold-rimmed glasses, like an old professor, Master looked at Charlotte standing on the podium, and through the lenses, his gaze was like a sharp eagle.

"Your Excellency is a little alarmist?" Masters said threateningly, "Although our Nether Red Robe is not as old as the Eye of Time and Icewind Castle, it is not a small organization that was established in a hurry. In this multiverse, anyone and any force that wants to destroy Nether's red robe has to weigh whether it will break his teeth. You say that the fall of Nether's red robe is imminent, I wonder if there is any basis?"

"First of all, please let me apologize to all of you in the Red Robe of Nether. Charlotte bowed to everyone on the stage and in turn, and then replied in a sonorous tone, "But what I just said is naturally not a big talk, nor does it mean that I and my forces want to be enemies of you. What I'm talking about is nothing more than a projection of the foreseeable future based on the status quo. ”

"As you may have heard, the city of Ivadeo in the sky has lost its glory, and its owner, Edwin, Lord of the Stars, has been besieged by the gods. According to reliable sources, my sister, the owner of Icewind Castle, the second-generation Lord of Illusions, Sylvia, is also trapped in Erru, the land of the gods. The ugly gods who want to close the mage's future possibilities have declared war on us, and now the power of the Root Kings has been weakened to the extreme!"

"I know that you are not subordinate to any one king. But please think about it!" Charlotte asked aloud, "If you look through history, you will know what kind of state we mages were in before the rise of the Three Emperors of the Magic Empire? They regard us as heretics! They think that we are hidden dangers that must be eliminated soon! Everyone! Winter is coming! War has sounded! If we don't work together, once they defeat the kings individually, we who have lost our protectors will become bedbugs that everyone shouts about in this multiverse! At that time, will the same long-standing Nether Red Robe still be able to dominate the multiverse as much as it does today!?"

Whispers rang out in the audience, gradually turning into a beehive-like hum. Charlotte's words were reasonable, and made the Nesser Red Robe, who was in his prime, feel a threat at hand. The original wind gradually changed, and those who did not stand firm were gradually moved by Charlotte's words.

A triumphant smile appeared on the stiff face of Geros the Vulture.

The real killer move, Charlotte said loudly, "And if we join forces and gather the power of Icewind Castle, the Seat of Souls, the Forest of Illusions, and the major forces, our strength will not be to be underestimated by any god! After the alliance is established, we will openly elect the lord of the alliance, Emmanuel, as the leader of the alliance, and under the leadership of the king, we will give the gods a head-on blow! After victory, we will seize the power and wealth of the gods, and gather a lot of resources to challenge the Root Throne! Or ......"

Charlotte names the most faithless mages who crave the most, "the godhead of the gods!!"

"A new god will emerge among us here, taking the place of the fanatics who seek to upset the balance and become the new masters of this multiverse—"

The whispers turned into the sound of the waves, and the entire council chamber began to boil! Jeros the Vulture clenched his fists under his robes, staring at Chief Master with a gloomy expression.

"Silence, silence, silence—"

It took three consecutive sounds from Master to calm the mood of the Nether robes, and his face was gloomy at this time, and his disguised intellect and love could no longer be seen on his face.

"Charlotte Clayderman!" his voice was filled with anger, and there was no twilight that an old man should have, "I used to respect you for three points, and regarded you as a rare guest, but you are here to be alarmist and instigating my disciples and grandchildren to die in order to fulfill your ambitions!!

Ramsey on the side laughed angrily, "Master, watch your words! Your dangerous remarks will pull Nether's red robe into the abyss from which it will never be recovered!"

"Ramsay!" Charlotte reprimanded Ramsey and looked at Master calmly, "Chief, your words are the real words. I have come here with a sense of friendship and a desire to advance and retreat with you, but you have misunderstood me as a treacherous villain with two faces, which is undoubtedly a slander to me!"

"Slander?!Is it really slander? Charlotte Clayderman. Master said coldly, "As far as I know, His Majesty Emmanuel, the Lord of the Royal, has never expressed his desire to be the leader of this alliance. ”

Charlotte was about to speak, but was interrupted by Maast.

"I know what you're trying to say, Charlotte. You want to say that Your Majesty wants to hide in the shadows, right? Even if what you say is true, so what? The reason why the Magic Empire was able to win was because the three emperors of the empire worked together, the gods were fighting within, and the old gods were able to win the battle that swept the multiverse. But even so, the war was not a complete victory. And now, it's the opposite!"

"The kings are at war within, and the gods are working together, and it is up to us to try to attack Errul?" is a fool's dream!" Master pointed to Charlotte, "What allies! You just want to gather cannon fodder, in a vain attempt to achieve your goal with the flesh and blood of thousands of allies, so as to save Sylvia! You say! Aren't you the one who can be punished!?"

"Chief, what are we going to do next? Are you leaving the Flying Star World?"

Located in the Border City Hotel outside the Red Robe of Nesser in the Flying Star World, the members of the Secret Ritual are discussing their next plan of action.

The speech three days ago was a complete failure. No, it's not right to say that it failed, Charlotte's speech was actually very successful, the only thing I didn't expect was that Master's prestige in Nether's red robe was too strong.

Just like Sylvia is to Icewind Castle, even if she makes a decision that is incomprehensible, the seats in Icewind's inner ring will go to great lengths to enforce it. Charlotte, on the other hand, did not have such a strong control over Icewind Castle, as evidenced by the decisions made in previous years, where he had to explain the purpose and enforceability of the plan in order to gain the support of the majority of seat holders and the policy to stumble through.

As for asking Sylvia to explain the ins and outs of a decision, it's hard to imagine!

"No, we're not leaving!" Ramsay replied in place of Charlotte, who looked at each other with approval.

"Is there still a chance?" asked one of the Master Spellcasters of the Ritual of Mysteries.

"Of course there's a chance!" Charlotte said flatly, "Master's control over Nether's red robe is indeed beyond our expectations. But he has the biggest difference with his sister, that is, his personal strength is not enough to dominate the Quartet like my sister. For example, Jeros the Vulture, I don't think he's a willing person. ”

"Get ready, guys!" Ramsay concluded, "the battle is coming soon!"

At this moment, a high-ranking mage of the Secret Ritual knocked on the door of the room, and after receiving permission, reported, "My lord, a famous mage claims to be a disciple of Geros the Vulture, and wants to be received by you. ”

Charlotte flipped the fate coin in her hand, pinched it between her index and middle fingers, and said coldly.

"Look, it's time to return the old fox to his roots. ”()

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