Looking at the growing crowd in the hallway, Lancelot didn't want to fight the famous cannon outside the venue, anyway, when the meeting started, there was more opportunity for formal attack.

"It seems that this Lancelot master is still a little unwilling!"

Whitebeard looked at Lancelot's distant back and said leisurely.

"Unwilling? You have to hold it back! Who let his disciples do things with unclean hands! ”

Here, Yarman really had to sigh at the determination of his disciple.

In that emergency situation, he beat the Shanhai team down under pressure, took away the kid named Pujabo, and then pried his mouth open as soon as possible.

This allowed him to take the confession to his senior brother, and with the black robe, he arrested Kem who was trying to hide when he heard the rumor.

Otherwise, once this cheating case breaks out, even if his teacher is in person, I'm afraid there will be no way to pick out Morey.

Today is the semi-annual meeting of the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, which mainly discusses the implementation of various previous grand strategies in the organization, and of course some specific matters, such as the graduation exams that will be held after the reform has just been completed, or the question that Lancelot has just submitted about the detention of the high-ranking mage Kemfles for no reason.

"So I have reason to suspect that Yarman forged a confession in an attempt to shift the blame for selling spells onto the innocent Master Kem and exonerate his disciple Morey!"

Lancelot's righteous performance confused the rather unintelligible mages, and they exchanged opinions with their companions, and the whole hall suddenly became noisy.

"Quiet!"

Seeing that the venue had become quiet again, Anselm turned his head to his junior brother.

"Master Yarman, do you have anything to say?"

"Hehe, if Master Lancelot doesn't believe me, I have a copy of the testimony of Lord Harlow, I wonder if I can prove my disciple's innocence?"

Harlow is not a person, but a tower spirit that has witnessed countless histories, and some even speculate that this is a tower spirit handed down from the ancient Netharel Empire, and Harlow has always been known for his impartiality, and since Yarman said that he has his testimony, it is more convincing than Lancelot's words.

Now the crowd was completely divided, and the commotion sounded again.

"Alright, let's rest for a while!"

Anselm seized the moment to announce the break.

In the small conference room, the seven legends who came to the conference this time gathered together.

"Okay, now it's just seven of us, if you have anything to say, let's spread it out!"

Anselm was the first to break the silence of the small conference room.

"I don't care about anything else, let's put Kem back first!"

Lancelot stared at Yarman and said coldly.

"Joke, in order to frame his fellow disciples, he actually deliberately spread spells among ordinary mages, with ill intentions, I suggest that the organization expel him!"

"You dare!"

Lancelot slapped the table, and Huo stood up.

"Your disciple, actually selling the spells to those self-funded students, is simply a bastard, he should be expelled!"

"That's better than your disciple, at least he knows that he shouldn't spread it to those mages!"

"Aren't you ashamed to defend a gunman?"

“”

"Enough!"

Seeing that the two had begun to attack each other, Anselm had to stop the two in time, otherwise the small conference room he had just installed would not be enough for them to dismantle.

"I don't care who is right or wrong now, if you can't reach a consensus after the break, I will do business and vote directly!"

According to the swollen brain, Anselm put down such a sentence.

Both sat down in a huff, but the difference was that Lancelot was slightly anxious between his brows, and Yarman flashed a hint of smugness from time to time.

Although Lancelot has gathered a group of people, there is a big gap between him and Yarman and Anselm behind him, and once they vote, it is certain that the result will be in their favor.

Although this will also deprive Anselm of a little bit of his fair image, he has to pay for a good disciple who can compete for the Guardian.

Thinking of this, Lancelot had the intention to make peace, but when he thought of Yarman, who would not give an inch, he felt that he couldn't get off the stage, so he froze there.

Time passed quickly, and seeing that the half-hour break was about to pass, an unexpected person opened his mouth to break the silence of the scene.

"Why don't you all take a step back?"

Everyone looked at the famous playboy and muttered in their hearts.

What does it mean that Ambrose, who has always been the mascot, suddenly speaks now?

"Ambrose, what do you mean?!"

Although he was grateful to Ambrose for his words in the conference room and gave him steps, he was still angry that the other party almost forced him to use his father's inheritance as a gamble, even if it was just the place where the gamble was held.

To Lancelot, it was already his, even if he didn't have the ability to move it back yet.

"Alright, my Master Lancelot, do you think there is any other way for me to exonerate your disciple in that case?"

Ambrose said helplessly.

"You"

Lancelot was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that Lancelot was helpless, but especially unwilling, Ambrose couldn't help but say in a low voice in his heart:

"You're so stingier than your disciple!"

The Book of Ten Thousand Laws, somewhere in an ashram.

"Looks like you're doing well in there!"

Glancing at the new Cam, Ambrose said.

"And thank you to the master for taking care of him!"

Kem bowed respectfully to Ambrose.

Without this master's greeting, he would not have a clean cell and plenty of food in the black prison.

Those black-robed mages who live with darkness all day long are waiting to torture these ordinary celestial pride!

"Hehe, no need, if it weren't for the 'Shadow' finding me, I wouldn't have said hello to you!"

Ambrose, who has a lot of friends, knows the leader of the "Hidden Thorn", but it is not surprising that Cam has always been an outlier in the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, and the rules and regulations cannot limit him at all, and getting acquainted with the most mysterious Assassin organization is also in line with his nature of curiosity.

"I have a question, and you can choose to answer it or not answer it."

Looking at the respectful Kem, Ambrose suddenly became interested.

"Master, excuse me!"

"Why are you so calculating your teacher?"

Although Cam offered himself a higher price than Lancelot's, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't have asked this question to make things difficult for Cam, he asked anyway.

"I would say that he has always intended to trade this for a Guardian position for himself, do you believe it?"