Council of Lords. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

As the name suggests, it is a memory of the twelve lords gathered together, and it is also the highest meeting of the clock tower in the conventional sense.

There is no major event that will not be held, and once it is held, it will definitely cause a lot of vibration in the clock tower.

On the first day of the last month of 2004, the Council of Lords was held.

Right at the head of the clock tower, on the top floor of the oldest building, this is a round table-shaped meeting room.

The initiator of this meeting of lords is the head of democracy, one of the three major factions, and the lord of the "All Basic Courses" of the Faculty that every magician who enters the clock tower must enter, and the lord of the Tranberio family, one of the three nobles, LRD Tranbellio.

Its purpose was known long before the meeting - to attack the archenemy of the Clock Tower's headquarters who had just returned, the head of the three nobles, the head of aristocracy, and the lord Barsmelo Loreleya, who commanded the Clock Tower's governing body, the Law and Political Division.

"I'm sure many people already know that not long ago, in a small city called Fuyuki in the Far East, there was a magician who opened a passage to the 'roots'. ”

"Chasing the 'roots' is the ultimate goal of every orthodox magician. Barsermero, as the administrator of the magician order, the nobleman trusted by all magicians, not only did nothing when the passage to the 'root' was opened, but also did not bring back any valuable information. ”

"On this point, I can only think of two possibilities: first, Barsermero deliberately hidden, and second, Barsermero's inability. If it is the former, I will question the philosophy that the Judicial and Political Science Section has always adhered to, and if it is the latter, it only shows that the current Barsermelo is not capable enough to take the position of lord. ”

"I've been dealing with Barsermelo for many years and prefer to believe that it's the latter, after all, the previous Barsermelo didn't have such a problem. In addition to this, there is another piece of evidence, magic makes strife. Although everyone knows that magicians are uncontrollable beings, Barthamero, as the supreme enforcer of the mysterious law of concealment, is obviously on the scene, but she does nothing, making it difficult not to doubt her ability in this regard. ”

The words are even eliminated, avoiding the important and trivial, without departing from the facts, picking out what is unfavorable to Lorelaia can be described as extremely vicious.

Loreleia's side was not unprepared, considering Loreleia's own image as a queen, it was obviously not appropriate to refute it in person, so Kenneth, who was a hardcore ally, stood up.

"Tranbellio's statement is simply unreasonable. As a participant in the Holy Grail War, I am well aware of its dangers. Being able to get out of the house is already a manifestation of Barsermelo's ability, and if you change anyone here, maybe you will never come back!"

As soon as these words came out, not only hostile aristocracy and nationalism, but also a neutralism that had nothing to do with oneself could not sit still.

"Why do you say that?"

"With my 'disappearance'. The reason why I have been missing for three years is because I was seriously injured in the Holy Grail War and it took me more than two years to recover. ”

Someone doubted, someone was shocked.

"What?"

"Is there such a thing?"

"Why have I never heard you say that?"

In this regard, Kenneth just calmly asked: "Would you say such a shameful thing if it were you?"

The obvious answer is no. All of you here are lords, the biggest figure in the clock tower, how can you say it if you want to have a face.

"Now, you can see why I said that. ”

"I see, it's not easy. The nationalist No. 2 Baluyereta nodded, and then smiled strangely, "But, if I'm not mistaken, the one from the Modern Magic Department is also a participant, and it was two times to participate, and both of them were all gone-"

That one naturally refers to Weber, who is not eligible to attend the Council of Lords because he is not a lord.

"—Does this mean that Professor Vilwitt is more capable than the two noble-born lords?"

A person's ability cannot be judged by just one thing. Kenneth frowned.

"It's not something that can be judged by one thing alone, but it's also an important reference object, isn't it? ”

Speaking of which, the next step is an endless bickering between the two sides. One side of the past exploits to support Loreleia, and the other side to grasp the "root" channel and the "magician" battle.

Due to the strong attraction of "roots" and "magic" to magicians, the neutral lords also favored Tranbellio's side, which was very detrimental to aristocracy. Although it will not really shake the lordship of Lorelea, it will undoubtedly damage the queen's authority and make Barsermelo pay some substantial price.

Boring disputes, expected results.

Loreleia, who was sitting on the main seat, sighed secretly, and she had foreseen such a scene on the plane back to the clock tower.

Just as Loreleia was about to throw out the conditions that had been prepared for a long time and end the dispute, a loud bang suddenly came from outside the conference room. Immediately after, the door made of rare metal and with hundreds of spells was cast, and a young man dressed in white and with short blue hair walked in.

"Sorry to interrupt. Because the people outside have to stop me, I have to use violence as a last resort, please don't be surprised. ”

One of the lords closest to the gate looked sideways and found that most of the lords' retinue waiting outside the conference room had fallen to the ground, and those who did not fall had lost their combat effectiveness.

However, none of the lords present panicked, although the fallen retinue was the elite of magicians, but they were the real powerhouses sitting here, each of them carrying the ancient source inscription, and they were the best magicians of our time.

"Who are you, do you know the consequences of breaking into a council of lords?" Tranbellio asked in a cold voice.

"I don't know, and I don't want to know, what do the rules you make have to do with me?"

The young man stood with grace, glancing at each of the lords present, and that arrogant gesture reminded Baruyereta of a man, an equally unruly teenager he had seen a few months ago.

"Did you see you in the Shuangyang Tower? Although you have changed a lot from that time. ”

The boy was a little surprised: "You can see this, I think my cross-dressing is pretty good." ”

The old woman with a bold personality replied with a smile: "Because I am a painter, I am very good at distinguishing differences in details. Remember that your name seems to be Levi Ackerman, a student in the El Meloy classroom of the Modern Magic Department. ”