Char sat at the bar, frowning.

The situation is dire.

Bob, the bartender, is the bridge between wizards.

However, Bob's big data algorithm was exploited by advertisers, causing information blockage.

The only way to solve this problem is to hire a top hacker and constantly update Bob's algorithm.

But advertisers are also the best hackers.

It's always easier to crack an algorithm than to update it.

And Char completely forgot about hacking techniques.

He predicted that Shadow Street would collapse, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Ding..."

With a soft sound, Char's account had eighty Shadow Coins in his account.

Bob, the bartender, looked apologetic: "Hermit, after review, the information just now is indeed suspected of false advertising, and the money has been returned to you." I apologize deeply for my dereliction of duty. ”

"It's okay, it's not your fault. You're just an artificial... Just a bartender. Char shrugged his shoulders and said, "Can the account that posted the ad be banned?" ”

"Hermit-sama... My permission is to silence the Grey Wizard for seven days, not to kick the wizard out of the bar. What's more, the wizard who posted this advertisement belongs to the Wizards Association. Bob's swarthy face was full of grievances.

"Can't you ban? No wonder there are more and more ads. So who has the authority to ban these accounts? Char continued.

"You! Only the Great Witch has the right to permanently ban an account. Bob blinked.

"Me?"

Char was slightly stunned, and then laughed, "Very good! ”

Char snapped his fingers lightly, and a list of wizards appeared in front of him.

Char found the name of the wizard who posted the advertisement, "Geralt", and wiped his name with a stroke of his finger.

At this moment, Shadow Street is a towering spire.

This is the seat of the Shadow Council.

Wizard Councillor Geralt was speaking impassionedly on stage.

He was dressed in black wizard robes, with a hat on the podium, and his white hair was full of respect.

From time to time, there was loud applause from the seats around, and many wizards supported Geralt.

It turns out that the Wizarding Council is conducting its annual election for speaker.

Every Wizard Councillor can participate in the election.

If he is elected Speaker, he will have the same authority as the Great Witch.

Geralt is one of the favourites for the Speaker election.

In fact, Geralt received more than seventy percent of the votes in the Wizarding Council during the primary.

The position of Wizard Speaker is already in his pocket.

However, according to the rules, Geralt still has to finish the process.

Geralt finished his speech, and the audience thundered.

He bowed slightly, a smile on his face, and was pleased with his speech.

Geralt knew, of course, that it was either the puppets he controlled who applauded him in the audience, or other advertisers who had been bribed with money.

But what does it matter?

Whether or not Shadow Street would collapse because of this, Geralt didn't care.

He only cared if he could use the authority of Shadow Street to make more money.

Just as Geralt bowed, ready to step down.

His figure suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, like an invisible hand, directly obliterating him.

"Is the line broken?"

"I guess so. Wait a minute, Senator Geralt should be online soon. ”

The wizards in the audience talked a lot, but they didn't panic.

Wire breaks, although uncommon, do happen.

"Huh? I can't find Geralt in my friends tab! ”

"I can't find it either!"

"Is there something wrong with the system? Or was Geralt's account banned? ”

A few minutes later, the wizards noticed the anomaly and exclaimed.

They immediately messaged Bob and asked Geralt about it.

"Wizard Councilor Geralt has been permanently banned for violating the rules of Shadow Street." Bob replies to each wizard's email.

"No, it won't! Who has the authority to ban Geralt's account? ”

"Someone who can ban Geralt's account... It's only the Great Witch! Could it be that Geralt offended the Great Witch? ”

The wizards were talking and couldn't believe it.

"Hermit, wizards want to know who banned Geralt, do I tell them the truth, or—" Bob asked in a low voice.

"There is no need to hide it." Char said lightly.

"The Great Witch Hermit has banned Geralt's Shadow Street account for abuse of power and disinformation." Bob nodded, and a large line of red text appeared in the sky above Shadow Street.

This is the Shadow Street announcement.

Every wizard is sure to see the announcement.

"The Great Witch Hermit..."

"It's him!"

"If it's Geralt, who is banned by Lord Hermit himself, I have nothing to say. Geralt is an old wizard, but he's been going too far lately. ”

The wizards, who were originally excited to seek justice for Geralt, heard that it was the hermit who had banned Geralt, and immediately fell silent.

As one of the founders of Shadow Street, even among the great witches, the hermit has the highest authority and holds the power of life and death of wizards.

Does banning an account need a reason for a hermit?

No, you don't!

What's more, Geralt did violate the rules of Shadow Street by publishing false information.

But at this moment...

Words like blood continued to appear over the Shadow Street, and deafening voices exploded in the minds of every wizard.

"The Great Witch Hermit has banned Ikoris's Shadow Street account for abuse of power and disinformation!"

"The Great Witch Hermit has banned Avak's Shadow Street account for abuse of power and publishing false information!"

"The Great Witch Hermit banned Lin's Shadow Street account for abusing his power and publishing false information!"

“...”

More than a dozen wizards have been permanently banned from their accounts.

At the seat of the Shadow Council, the sorcerers who heard their names had a look of horror on their faces, and their figures suddenly disappeared.

The other wizard councilors were also frightened, and quickly disconnected the link and left Shadow Street, so as not to be implicated.

Char went crazy.

At this moment, there was silence in the wizard's bar, and the wizards looked at Char with the eyes of a madman.

They didn't understand why the hermits, who had always been mild-mannered, suddenly went on a killing spree and banned so many wizards.

And they are all wizard councilors with high authority.

An account of a wizard councilor worth tens of thousands of Shadow Coins on the black market.

Char didn't explain and didn't bother to explain.

He was about to leave the bar under the questioning gaze of everyone.

A familiar figure appears at the Wizard's Bar.

Curly brown hair, dressed in gray robes, is none other than Merlin, the wizard's apprentice.

Merlin looked agitated and walked up quickly, knelt down on one knee in front of Char, and kissed the back of his hand.

This seemingly eccentric kiss is the highest ritual popular among true magicians and wizards in the distant Second Age, representing worship and allegiance.

The hand kiss is still practiced in some ancient families from the Second Age to the present day!

Merlin's status is anything but ordinary, if he is not a fanatic of Second Age history, he must be a member of the ancient family!