Wake up refreshed.

After sleeping all night, the body gradually regained consciousness, and the confused mind began to work again, all the sounds, colors, breaths, tastes, temperatures... It's so clear, as if all their data is written on an invisible piece of parchment, and they are lined up to report to themselves.

Well, it's basically fair to say that that's the only reason for Isaac Grantham to choose to sleep with his eyes closed.

With a glass full of water and a piece of hard bread, he walked in the direction of Charlotte's tent, usually Isaac didn't like to look for the countess of the Red Blood Castle even if he had something, because she was too strong and had robbed her apprentice, but who made herself promise her yesterday, and what she promised must be done, this is a truth that even Loren's junior understands......

"Smack!"

Isaac let go of his right hand, and the bread that was about to fall to his mouth fell to the ground, and in front of him was Charlotte's tent, but it was not the countess who came out of it.

"Loren?"

"Hmm... Isaac?"

Looking at Isaac who appeared outside the door at some point, the expression of the black-haired wizard who put on his coat and walked out of the tent experienced panic, awakening, stunned, and calm in a second... Then the eternal question was asked:

"Why are you here?"

"Uh......"

Isaac, who was about to say, "This is what I should ask", quickly realized that this could turn into some kind of embarrassing loop, as for why Loren was here... He wasn't curious at all.

The two people, who reached a tacit understanding without saying a word, jointly decided to skip almost 2,000 words of nonsense and get to the point.

"Well, after you promised Brandon de Salion to stop the little elven prince, we did our research, for Charlotte had come to us before, and I thought it obligated to tell her. ”

"So come with me now, Mentor Dalton and the wizards of the Wizarding Tower are already waiting for us, Brandon DeSully said that we have to come up with a plan tomorrow at the latest, and we have to get everything done today. ”

After saying that, Isaac didn't forget to pick up the bread on the ground, rub it indiscriminately, and stuff it into his mouth.

"Well, no problem. ”

The black-haired wizard nodded unchanged: "Then I'll tell Charlotte about my plan tonight, so you don't have to make another special trip." ”

"Well, that sounds reasonable. Isaac nodded thoughtfully, "Do you want to eat something, I mean... We're probably going to have to toss around all day, basically from day to night, and you might need... Well, replenish your stamina or something. ”

"Not that you might have exercised anything particularly intense last night, but... You also know that people have to eat, this is normal, we are the existence of the material world, and the existence of the material world is born ... Oh, it's that you have to eat before you are born, like mothers before giving birth have to eat more because they have more consumption, and too much consumption can affect their mood......"

"Let's get out of here. Before the topic could get weird, Loren interrupted, "It's too late. ”

"Well, that makes sense, let's go!"

..............................

In the camp area of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, dozens of wizards stood in a brightly lit tent, huddled in front of a giant Ebolden map.

Except for the few Wizard Tower elders who can stand here, the rest are all from the Byrne Wizards' Guild, the top members of the Royal Wizarding Academy, and the senior mentors of the Wizarding Tower.

Among them, the number of wizards from Byrne accounts for nearly one-third, and the ratio of occult wizards to alchemists has reached almost a one-to-one level: compared to the other two "seriously deviant" wizarding groups, the Byrne wizards who have risen to prominence in just a few years are obviously more "sound".

The only downside may be that the "origin" of this group of wizards comes from almost all corners of the empire... There are very few Byrne wizards born and bred in Sackland, Eberden, Arles, and even Lothair, but this is not a problem at all, and wizarding communities have never been born, but are divided by "place of employment".

And at present, if Duke Byrne, who is the heir of the Corona School, is counted, Byrne will soon have a full four senators, comparable to Ebolden in the Corona era.

Even with the indifferent nature of wizards, they can't help but feel that the burgeoning Byrne wizards are too strong, and they seriously wonder if this is still the hometown of knights famous for tradition and wine.

"Thank you, all of you, for all the hard work you have done all day yesterday and all night long, including the gentlemen of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, who have put together the entire picture of the Eberden underground network and the details of every important area with the only information and memories you have!"

In the stands, Isaac Grantham, who took the stage as the heir to the Freswalker School plus a new patriarch, unceremoniously became the host of the whole meeting:

"We would also like to thank the alchemists from the Royal Wizarding Academy of Golovin for completing several rounds of small experiments to test our previous conjectures under extremely limited conditions, laying a solid foundation for the success of the project. ”

"Of course, and our colleagues from Byrne who coordinate the overall situation, make plans, and verify guesses, you are worthy of the top level of the Byrne Wizards' Guild, showing strength and literacy beyond all of us can imagine!"

Taking a deep breath, Isaac threw away the speech with his right hand raised and looked at the "colleagues" who were either proud, self-righteous, or pretending to be indifferent and desperately trying to hide the curvature of the corners of their mouths:

"Then again, heavy physical work like drawing maps can be done in one night by finding an apprentice, the tedious search work can be done by a mentally handicapped person, and the overall work can be done even if only Mentor Dalton Kander is busy, so for these things, I actually have to use dozens of the most intelligent brains in the entire empire, I really don't know what to say by you!"

Rolling his eyes, Isaac, who opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, took two seconds to say all the complaints, and then tilted his head triumphantly.

At the end of the crowd, a smiling Lena de Salion lifted the frame of her glasses and gave Isaac a thumbs up.

And the black-haired wizard who watched the whole process on the side didn't know what to say except for admiration.

"How did you do that?"

"Well... It's simple. Under the reflective lenses, Lena gently curled the corners of her mouth:

"To Isaac, he doesn't care whether the vast majority of people in this world are dead or alive, and he doesn't care what they're thinking, so why let them know what they think, don't you think?"

"I think you're amazing. Loren sighed with emotion: "Except for you, there should be no second guy in this world who can conquer our great genius." ”

"Thank you for the compliment. There was a chuckle, but Lena shook her head:

"But I don't think so. ”

"Oh, why?"

"I don't feel like the word conquest fits my role, especially after considering my relationship with Isaac. Raising his head slightly, the gaze of the girl in the eyes never left Isaac's figure for a moment:

"That man... Just one word made me stand on your side, and without saying a word, I could willingly venture out of the imperial capital of Golovin, and let me use all my wisdom to fight for everything he wanted, without the slightest complaint or even happy in it, so ......"

"Tell me Lord Loren Turin, who is conquering whom?"

Sighing, Lena smiled happily all over her face.

The smiling black-haired wizard couldn't say a word.

"You, indeed, are a good conqueror. Lena de Salion, who was aroused by Loren, couldn't help but continue.

"Huh?" Loren looked confused.

"Why, do you want to deny it?" Lena, who was holding the frame, gave him a quick glance: "The 'Nightingale' wine is mixed with the scent of rose dew... Who in this camp do you think right now can afford to drink Byrne's best wines and use the perfumes of West Sacland?"

"Is it so obvious?!"

"Obviously?" Lina, who shook her head, showed a helpless expression: "If I hadn't been blind, even if someone next to me told me that the person standing next to me was Charlotte, I would have absolutely no doubt." ”

"Uh... How come I don't remember Charlotte liking to use perfume?"

"Of course you don't remember, she has only recently begun to like these things, because a certain Duke doesn't seem to be very fond of drinking, and the profiteers who sold her perfume told her that they could mask the smell of alcohol. ”

The black-haired wizard's expression stiffened, and he subconsciously touched his clothes.

"You don't need any commitment, you don't need too much in return, you just need to appear in front of her alive, and just say a few words to make her very happy. Lena looked at Loren playfully:

"Charlotte de Salion is the strongest, most enduring, and most chivalrous woman I have ever seen, and she is strong enough to match her name, and if she is surnamed de Salion, it must be Charlotte II!"

"Of course, maybe one day she will even be called Charlotte I, the founder of the Turin dynasty... With the current situation in the Empire, it is not impossible for it to become like that. ”

"Such a woman can willingly become your vassal, your foil, promise any request you and even be asked to watch you risk your death, and she must bear all the worries and fears alone, and sit calmly in front of everyone to maintain your image......"

"Tell me... You are not a conqueror, who is a conqueror?"

Lena de Salion's smile was meaningful.

The black-haired wizard, who didn't say a word, quietly raised his hands in surrender.

The all-winning glasses girl saluted and floated away.

And Isaac on stage was still enjoying the pleasure of talking to himself in front of everyone's attention, and did not notice that Lena at the back of the crowd was no longer there.

“...... Therefore, if we want to completely cut off, or even completely control the remnants of the void in it, as depicted on this map, we cannot even stop the plans of the Azorean elves, on the contrary, we must help them, and we can turn this seemingly unreliable 'super alchemy bomb' into something that really works!"

"Of course it's not the point, it's about having everything in our hands, and then it's up to the last executor to decide when to start and when to use it, to shift the control of the situation from the Azorean Genie to our side. ”

Tapping the map, Isaac took a deep breath: "It's interesting that the structure of the Eberden underground passage is completely in line with the shape of the nine-pointed star, because the magic circle invented by Loren is also a nine-pointed star. ”

"We can take advantage of this and send the Nine Lives Wizards other than the Executor to Eberden City, and use the shape of the underground network to complete a large spell cast, gathering all the remnants of the void into the body of a single wizard.

"So this is our plan, activate a 'Super Magic Array' through the Nine Lives Wizard and an Executor, concentrate all the remnants of the Void in Ebolden City on the executor, and destroy this alchemy bomb before the Azorean elves even notice. ”

"Of course, the premise is that someone must protect them, because once you start you have to concentrate all your attention, and even if the elves have negative intelligence, they should know to stop them. ”

As the words fell, Isaac put his hands behind his back and took a deep breath: "This is our plan, and I am honored to tell you that according to the calculations of the Royal Wizarding Academy, its success rate is at least half or more!"

"And I have one more good news to share with you, we now have an executor, a warrior in charge of protecting the Nine Lives Wizard, and... That's right, you've all guessed it, it's the Nine Lives Wizard who is in charge of the magic array at the end, so... Who's interested?"

Silent.

"Ahh Sure enough, it was exactly as I guessed. ”

After muttering this sentence silently, Isaac, who had a smile on his face, shrugged: "Okay, in that case, I'll give the task of selecting people to Dalton Kand... It is also my mentor who is in charge, because he is the person in charge personally appointed by His Royal Highness Brandon de Salion. ”

As the words fell, Daltonkand, who had been standing at the front of the crowd, slowly turned around with his hands behind his back, his razor-sharp gaze scanning the crowd, and everywhere he went, there was a cold shiver.

"Yesterday in the list handed to me, there are a total of twenty-eight wizards who are qualified and capable to participate in this program, eight of whom are of low level, five of whom are too old, five of whom are not qualified, and one of whom lacks experience. ”

"So after carefully sorting it out, I made the following list of nine people, representing the highest level of the Imperial wizard world, to participate in this plan to decide the fate of the Empire. ”

Dalton Kand, who spoke coldly, took out a parchment scroll from behind him, opened it with one hand, and presented it to everyone:

"I'm done talking, those on the list please take the initiative to stand up, those who are in favor of it, please leave, and those who are against it stay, so ......"

"Who is for and who is against?"