"Astral Wolf" Donnella uses the image of a chubby middle-aged man, but although this guy has the title of "wolf", his performance and appearance seem more appropriate to describe as "Astral Husky", at least on the surface, this fat man with an old-fashioned curly hair, not wearing a robe, but wearing a gorgeous and bloated pale green aristocratic costume is as "distinctive" as the most typical idiot aristocratic gentleman in the bard's story , and even if you delve into the "action" that he has been tearing the steak constantly from the very beginning of the meeting, then Donnella does not even have the last bit of the inner and outer gentlemanly virtues of the nobility.

However, no matter how idle and rude he is, everyone has to admit that this Mr. Augustine, who represents the interests of the Mage Guild, is a powerful forty-sixth level Morning Star spellcaster, and he is also the current nominal supreme decision-maker of the Guardian Alliance.

The title of "Provisional Alliance" may have sounded a little less meaningful, but the people present at the meeting were all professionals of the "Good and Orderly Camp", who theoretically only had the right to make their own suggestions about this war, and the person who was ultimately qualified to make decisions was always the Donnella Alliance Leader who did not know where Mesoul had found him.

Well, it's "orderly" and "democratic", and now that there is a leader who seems to be "in power" on the surface, the elite Guardian Alliance must have a chance to become an epic organization of justice, right?

But in fact, this "temporary alliance leader" who has obviously been pulled out of strength has no sense of responsibility at all, for example, now he is obviously attending an important meeting related to the fate of the Guardian, but his "stupid aristocracy" performance is a little too "close to the people............

"The chefs here don't know that I like salty tomato sauce, but I'll have to talk to them at the next meeting, and the sweetness is completely evil............."

Although he was complaining about the unpalatable food with his mental energy, in fact, Donnella still stuffed the chubby mouth with large pieces of steak, and the face that tasted the food could undoubtedly only be described as "really fragrant".

Of course, out of basic politeness, the mage of the morning star, who was chewing on the steak, did not ignore Miss Ibefil, the "Valkyrie", who had just "taken the case", so after a casual rough complaint, the kind fat man began to look at the meeting ally who was already angry to the point of crimson cheeks with a stunned gaze and explained in embarrassment:

"Ahem, the steak is so delicious that it has attracted all my attention, and the sweet and fragrant food is really worthy of an alternative red face............ What, what do you want to say, dear Miss Iberfair"?

“............ This guy is a heinous evil man, and there is no reason for you, as the leader of the Alliance, to let his existence defile our sacred alliance, and that's all I want to say!"

Staring at the confused eyes of his boss angrily, the "righteous girl" who was already so excited that she leaned forward didn't care about Donnella's pretending to be stupid, even if the other party was a Morning Star professional I don't know how much stronger than myself, but as long as it was for the practice of justice, Ibefil was still not afraid of a factual and profound argument!

After all...... A "righteous person" who admits reason to death always has the opportunity to express her suggestions and opinions, and her "justified is loud" rhetoric really cannot be ignored by most people.

So after hearing the sincere words of the "Valkyrie" representing the interests of the "volunteers", the "Wolf of the Astral Plane", who had no way or idea, could only put down the knife and fork in his hand with a little helplessness and replied vaguely:

"Well, comrades, Ms. Marta's statement sounds quite reasonable, but what do you think? If you have no objections, we will send someone to ask Mr. Whisper of Doom outside to leave............ But...... That one...... Please note that I am now the "Temporary Alliance Leader", do you understand the meaning of temporary, don't forget to add the word "temporary"............

"Wait a minute, there is an objection below"!

“............”

Donnella's decision was a slip of the tongue, and before the decision was complete, the guy began to repeatedly emphasize the inconsequential matter of his "temporary" alliance leader, and in this case, this procrastination of "language arts" really gave the other council members an opportunity.

In fact, before he could finish speaking, the Morning Star Priest, "Cleansing Glow" Anthony Waldakari, who had been sitting directly across from Iberfill, interrupted the "Temporary Alliance Leader" with a serious expression.

And in the current situation, the Archbishop of Morning Star, who represents the interests of the Pantheon, will not save any face for the Mage Guild, but in front of several participants, the priest brother in a milky white robe also stood up on the spot.

Of course, the object of his rebuttal is Donilla, who is absent-mindedly pulling steaks, but when talking about his opinion, Anthony's gaze has always been stern at the "righteous girl" Iberfel who does not flinch in the face of him.

As Mr. Mesour emphasized before, now that the entire plane of Ferren is under mortal threat, we should unite everyone who can unite to help fight against the evil in the abyss, and the doctrine of our lord "God of Justice" also clearly states that "we should be lenient with our allies, so that neutral people also have the opportunity to approach goodness, feel justice, and make efforts to resist evil"! So I think we should accept Mr. Punk-Saian, who has come to join us, and treat him as a like-minded ally with fairness and trust"!

"Bang"!

"I don't agree with this point of view, like-minded friends? Evil people in their bones don't deserve to be friends with me, the existence of such a guy will only make our alliance fall apart step by step!

This slap was slapped, and large cracks appeared on the hard wooden table in the loud noise, and the "Valkyrie", who was already so angry that her blonde hair was flying, could not continue to care about her status as an ordinary legend at this moment, although she knew that talking to a Morning Star professional with this attitude was simply a provocation, but for the justice in her heart not to be defiled, and for the sake of her kind friends, she could avoid persecution............

"Even if blood is spattered today, I must not agree to this priest's statement on the spot, and I must not let that obviously ill-intentioned guy enter this Mithril King City, which shelters tens of billions of living beings!"

Staring intently into Anthony's eyes, Valkyrie's impulsive thoughts were so decisive at this moment that she looked at death as if she were at home, although she couldn't understand why a priest of the "good camp gods" would protect an evil person, but she couldn't allow herself to succumb to this "gratuitous" rebuttal.