At the same time, hearing this, another group of participants had a gloomy look on their faces:

"It's too much of a sight!"

"That's too contemptuous of people, isn't it?"

Of course, there are also those who guessed what the Pope meant:

"No, it can't be... The... I don't use high-level magic. ”

"No, it can't be... The... You don't know how to use extra-level magic. ”

These people think as they look at 'Fourth: Rare or Unusual Uses of Magic'.

Pope: "And she hasn't used high-level perceptual magic yet."

As soon as these words came out, whether it was the difference just now or the angry elves, they all showed surprised or confused expressions at the same time.

"Huh?!"

"What's that?!"

"You haven't even opened high-level perception?!"

"Isn't it... This one is too uncommon-sense... Yes! No, wouldn't it......"

As for the few moody and invisible, there was no change in their expressions. For example, the three bishops who already knew the general content of the memories in advance, as well as the presidents and vice-presidents of the sages, and the presidents and vice-presidents of the jury.

The Pope continued, "In order to find out if this person had used high-level or extra-level perceptual magic, Archbishop Fenrir risked his life and quickly approached him from a distance."

"If this person uses high-level or extra-level perceptual magic, then she will definitely fight back or defend, and at the end of the time, she will also look in the direction where the archbishop is."

"But this one didn't react."

"Even when the archbishop stood in front of her, there was no reaction."

"So we can conclude that she really won't use any extra-level or high-level perceptual magic."

"But, is this normal?"

The Pope said, spreading his hands and looking inquiringly at the seated participants.

"A Nightless Clan who can use extra-level recovery and attack magic can't use extra-level perceptual magic, not even high-level perceptual magic."

"It's as ridiculous as a person who can solve differential equations without multiplication and division."

"But, that's what happened, so she also meets the fourth rule - the use of magic is rare or abnormal."

The voice fell, and there was an extra check mark after the fourth article.

"As for the first one, 'appearing in a place where it shouldn't be,' I don't think you need me to say more."

Although a second ago he said that there was no need to say more (explanation), but the pope still said it:

"A Nightless Clan, who has reached an extra-level class, has appeared unexpectedly in the territory of our Elven Race. Not even a 'clan guard' with them, which is obviously not normal."

At this point, the check mark also appears after the first article.

So far, 99 of the 6 judgment items are all consistent.

"To sum up, this is definitely a traverser......

The Pope said, shaking his baton. In an instant, all the pictures and words around him dissipated, leaving only the photo of Ninety-Nine hovering in front of the screen.

「…… That's why the president ordered me to woo them over."

"And I have said so much today in the hope that you will cooperate with my work - from this day forward, wherever you see him, please be courteous. Don't act rashly."

As the Pope's words fell, the three archbishops sitting in the front row stood up at the same time, gave a military salute, and responded:

"Yes! Your Holiness the Pope!" x3

Unlike Fenrir, who had a gloomy face, the other two archbishops were very approachable in their eyes.

Whether it is the sunny and hard-looking Archbishop Ye Tingyu, or the proud Archbishop Kola.

The other two archbishops have an invisible affinity.

However, the affinity of these two people was completely offset by the gloom of the middle one.

Bang bang.

Accompanied by the salute of the three bishops, the remaining twenty people also stood up and saluted.

Looking at the crowd, the Pope nodded, "Very well, then this is the end of today's meeting. The meeting was adjourned."

The Pope did not instruct these people to keep the contents of the meeting secret, because even if they were not instructed, they would certainly be kept secret.

And just as the Pope's voice landed, a touch of colorful magic dust appeared in the entire conference room at the same time.

This is the residual magic generated by removing high-level concealment, restriction, hindering, and strengthening magic.

At each meeting, the Pope activates more than 20 spells to prevent eavesdropping, which is the basic security operation of the wizarding world (high-level races).

Therefore, for high-level races, holding a meeting is not only brain-consuming, physically demanding, but also magical.

……

Later, the elves in the conference room began to walk and fly, and they should use teleportation magic. Only three bishops remained.

With a muffled sound, the door of the conference room closed again, and then a circle of cyan blue halo appeared in the conference room again. All kinds of enhancements and concealment spells are activated at once.

"Your Excellency, what are your orders?"

Archbishop Kola, who had a Valkyrie posture, asked calmly.

Seeing that this man asked, the other two men stopped mentioning it.

"It's simple. As you heard me say earlier, the president wants to draw that person over to our side, so I need to send someone to investigate his preferences and what he wants. It's better to gain the trust of that person."

"However, it's the New Year soon, and my family is waiting for me to go back for the New Year." Cora said seriously.

"Forehead...... Pope frowned, and whispered helplessly.

"My wife is also urging me to go back for the New Year. So I don't have time." Ye Tingyu also received it immediately.

"Hmm......" the Pope's brow sank a little.

"I also have a research institute—" Not to be outdone, Fenrir followed closely and said quickly, but when he saw the Pope's eyes, which had changed from depression to anger, Fenrir immediately changed his words: "... Okay, I'll go."

The fiery, intense desire to survive hidden beneath Fenrir's iceberg face changed its mind at the speed of light.

"Then it's hard for you, Xiaofen~ I'll bring you and the Pope gifts when I come back."

"I'll bring you a gift too, it's hard work overtime."

After the two archbishops finished speaking, they had already arrived at the door of the conference room, and they lifted the magic on the door and quickly left the conference room.

Looking at these two self-talking, (faster than anyone else) hundreds of years older than him, Fenrir sighed helplessly in his heart: Cut.

As the door closes again, the magic in the conference room restarts.

Fenrir's cold eyes looked at the Pope, "So, Your Excellency, do you want me to go now?" There's a bunch of things to deal with at the institute."

The gloomy tone still didn't give a hint of a question. With that cold, murderous look.

The Pope did not show any displeasure.

After all, he's used to it. And I like this temperamental subordinate very much.