Chapter 810: You Wrong Idiom!
America.
"It's a threat!"
The leader of the Eagle Party, Grand Magister Ciri, angrily slapped the table at an emergency meeting.
"What do they want to do with the Celestial Empire Savior Management Office? Do you think that if you have a quasi-god, you can do whatever you want! Do you still take our rice country into account? This kind of hegemonic behavior, is there still a royal law?! Is there still a law?! ”
“…… Can...... But ......"
One of the high-ranking magicians in the meeting cautiously spoke.
"Quasi-god...... It's a ...... that can do whatever you want."
Three seconds later, the outspoken magician was thrown out of the window.
"Alright, Grand Magister Ciri, now is not the time to be angry with your own people, the first priority is for us to figure out what this protagonist wants to do."
In fact, as the titular "No. 1 Magister of the United States", he is now only in the second place of this meeting, and sitting at the top is another beautiful girl with long blond hair with a soft shawl and blue eyes.
Since just now, this girl has been holding her chin with both hands, watching with interest as Ciri jumping there alone, and only then did she speak leisurely, and she didn't know if it was to give Ciri face, or simply wanted to see her embarrassed.
"Nope! It's not a question of 'what does the other person want to do'! The attitude expressed in this notice is a provocation to the United States! This behavior will not be tolerated! We have to fight back strongly! We're going to ......"
Before Ciri could finish her sentence, the girl interrupted with an understatement wave of her hand.
"What are we going to do? To the United Council of the Saviors to lodge a strong protest? Stern condemnation? And then reserve the right to appeal? ”
“……”
Under the girl's reminder, the saviors present were all blushing, because they had realized that similar things like this announcement had not been done to the Celestial Empire before.
As the so-called time and time, today's savior of the United States, although the overall strength alone is still the top in the world, however, the long-term struggle between the Pigeon Party and the Eagle Party has led to the long-term stagnation of high-level combat power, especially this time, after the news of the birth of several quasi-god-level abilities broke out in one breath, the United States suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, and in the recent period, this topic has basically been discussed.
"Honorable Lord, you must be well aware that the higher our magic level, the longer it will take to accumulate ......"
Seeing that Ciri's face was cloudy, a savior of the United States cautiously tried to round the field.
"Even people like Grand Magister Ciri can't accumulate enough magic power to break through the quasi-gods, let alone the rest of us......"
"Not enough accumulation? Didn't the Archbishop of Britain already give you the way? ”
This time, the girl finally turned around, but the subtle smile on her face just now had disappeared, and it was replaced by an incomparable calmness.
"If one person is not strong, use the strength of ten, and if ten people are not enough, use the strength of a hundred...... Where have you learned over the years in the Wizard course? Is the brain all ossified into cherry wood? Do you want me to split your stiff brains one by one and see how much thinking is left in them?! ”
Along with her coquettishness, a faint fragrance quietly filled the entire conference room, but this kind of breath could not make anyone feel happy, on the contrary, there were a few young saviors who were timid and a little less powerful, and they were already trembling at this time, and they couldn't even sit down.
And now, in this conference room, I'm afraid that only Ciri has the courage to speak at this time.
"Miss, I myself don't object to your proposal, and I can even try it myself, but in this way, whether it is me or the magicians involved, their abilities and potentials will be overdrawn because of this......
"Is it important that the abilities of your people are overdrawn and will not be able to be improved in the future, or is it more important to be a quasi-god who is the highest combat power in this world, presumably, as Your Excellency the Great Magister, you know very well."
The girl snorted lightly, Shi Shiran returned to her place and sat down, then picked up the pen in front of her, and gently tapped the table with the end of the pen.
"As for how many similar requests there are on the part of the Celestial Empire before the plan is successfully executed, try your best to cooperate."
"Got it!"
made such a decisive unilateral decision without causing any opposition from everyone present, and this girl, who came to participate in the high-level savior meeting of the United States for the first time today, easily took over the power of commanding the savior of the United States from the hands of the old Great Magus Xirui.
And after everyone left, the girl, who was still quietly staring at the pen in her hand, suddenly chuckled.
"The protagonist? This person...... It seems to be interesting. ”
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Holy See.
"Your Majesty, do you really agree...... Do so? ”
Cardinal Richelieu stared nervously at the petite Pope on the throne, and at the same time did so, including the other eleven cardinals.
Jacob, the chief inquisitor of the Inquisition, has recovered from his injuries due to an emergency, but because of the previous Dark Council incident, the inquisitor is not currently in the Holy See, but is busy interrogating the evil villains he has captured, so he is not present today.
Because of this, there does not seem to be enough weight at the moment to prevent His Holiness the Pope from making such a seemingly wrong decision.
"Your Majesty, you must think twice, you must know that whether it is in the name of the Celestial Empire's Savior Management Office, or simply in the name of the 'protagonist', the other party has no qualifications and reasons to ask us to cooperate......"
"That's ......"
The little Pope rubbed the heavy crown on his head with the scepter in his hand, allowing his eyes to see Richelieu's expression.
"That'...... In the name of the Son's father, there should be no problem, right? ”
"Huh?"
"Holy Son, Holy Son, didn't we all decide to make that person's child a spokesman for God on earth?"
"But ......"
"Well, since his child is the Holy Son, then whatever he says is whatever, after all, if we are in terms of seniority, we may have to call him Daddy......"
"Your Majesty's Majesty!"
A cardinal knelt on the ground with black lines on his head, and his mood was probably no different from eating Xiang.
How can there be such a discussion of seniority!
"Okay, okay, you guys are really...... This matter was decided! ”
The little pope didn't care how many MMPs these cardinals had in their hearts, and he jumped down from his throne with great difficulty, and was just about to throw the scepter aside, when he suddenly remembered something, and grinned and commanded Cardinal Richelieu again.
"By the way, tell the protagonist that I will also watch the live broadcast of that party, and also, let him come over and help me take a bath when he is free! You guys aren't clean at all! ”
“……”
I don't know why, at this time, Richelieu suddenly had a Celestial Empire idiom in his head.
Troubled ...... It seems that this is the current situation!