In a pitch-black room, there was a long table, and on top of it, there were two candlesticks, one in front of the other and one behind them, a total of six candles, bringing some light to this space where the fingers could not be seen.

Around the four sides of the table, four people were seated.

One, dressed in a robe, with a book in his hand, and a pair of wise eyes under his glasses, was the number one who had just been with Four.

This great magician still looks high, even in the face of so many high-status people, he still does not bow his arrogant head.

"Okay, everyone's here, right?"

No. 1, asked lightly.

"Hmph, no. ”

A man sitting across from One, said.

It was a mysterious man dressed in aristocratic attire, and in the dim light it was impossible to see his face, but by his voice it was an old man.

"Number one, I remember that it should be the Lord who came here today, not you. ”

"He's dead, so I'm the highest-ranking person, and I think there's nothing wrong with that. ”

"What? That lord died? Didn't he live for five hundred years? Why did he suddenly die at such a critical time?"

"Ah, yes, I was killed, I found the body in the basement earlier, and it was dismembered, and it seems that it is not easy to offend others. ”

“......”

Hearing the news of Seth's death, the old man didn't say anything more, he snorted softly, and stopped talking.

"I know that your status is noble, but remember that even if you are a minister of Croeva, in Balova you are just an ordinary person. ”

No. 1 pushed his eyes as he spoke, and looked at the old man opposite with dissatisfaction.

"If I wanted to, you would die here right away, we are a partnership, not a superior-subordinate relationship, please figure it out. ”

"You-"

No. 1's tone was very arrogant, and as a prominent figure in Chloeva, of course he couldn't bear to face such a mocking tone.

I saw the old man slam the table and jump up directly from his chair, and in the darkness, his white beard was beating because of his excited movements.

"You lowly mercenary! What did you just say?!!"

Presumably for secrecy, the basement isn't very large, just enough for these people to talk. The old man stood up and roared, and the entire space began to echo with his angry screams.

"Hum—"

In the darkness, a silver light flashed, and by the time the old man came back to his senses, a sword with a metallic light had already been placed around his neck.

"Old thing, will you shout again?"

The one sitting on the left hand side of No. 1 was the Sword Demon who had just fought with Lin.

After the failed kill, the swordsman was not in a good mood. Originally, he was not a good talker, and now, in such an important conversation, an old man had been noisy beside him, and in a fit of rage, he almost did not put away his sword.

"You...... Are you crazy?!Do you know who I am?"

Seeing the sword around his neck, the old man was a little scared, but for the sake of face, he still couldn't bow his head and admit it.

"Waste humans, there's a problem?"

“......”

The Sword Demon didn't look scared at all.

Of course, the threat of humanity is just a joke for him as a god and demon, and if he wants to, he can even destroy Chloeva, a powerful country on the continent, alone.

"Everyone, don't be so angry. ”

At this time, the last person who had been silent finally spoke up.

This is a man in his thirties, with an eyepatch in one eye, and he looks very ordinary, belonging to the most inconspicuous type, if he doesn't speak, the three people next to him will almost forget about him.

"Who are you? Shouldn't the one who came here today be a companion of that Seth guy?"

Number One glanced at the man and said with some disdain.

"Ah, Patton, he's dead, and I'm his successor. ”

The person who came, formerly known as Chen Dabao, now a dead soul, came to this meeting under the protection of the almost deformed bodyguard.

"He's dead, really, I've heard that Barton was actually the seed of the Seth guy decades ago, and I've always been curious, and now that they're both dead, it seems that the answer to this question can't be found. ”

No. 1 glanced at the revenant, then at the old man and the sword demon who were clashing, and closed his book a little helplessly.

"This new gentleman is right, now is not the time to quarrel, we are gathered here because we have the task of influencing the pattern of the continent and even the entire world, and now, because of some trivial matters, isn't it a joke?"

"yes. ”

Seeing No. 1 say this, the revenant quickly agreed.

As a newcomer, he has no right to speak, unlike the number one who also came for others, he is just a successor, just like a rich second generation, even if he has such a huge mage organization as Broken Dreams, he still won't be looked down upon.

And No. 1, even if he has a low status, even if he just came for someone, at least, he has the ability to convince others.

“......”

Hearing the two of them say this, the sword demon finally stabilized his mentality and glanced at the old man who didn't dare to move.

"Hush. ”

Retracting the sword, as if it were an angry child, he sat back in his seat.

"Hoo ......"

The sword left from his neck, and the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and collapsed directly on the chair, and for a long time, there was no sign of relieving.

"Alright, let's get down to business now. ”

In order to avoid another conflict between the old man and the sword demon, No. 1 hurriedly picked up the conversation and got down to business.

"First of all, let's talk about the distribution of this cooperation. ”

No. 1 got up, picked up a pile of materials that had been prepared around him, and began to flip through them. Don't look at its small size, but it has a good way to do this kind of thing.

After all, a mage is a mage, and it gives people the feeling that it is still a sense of being polite, and this kind of alternative scholar, even if it is just a small point, is also an existence that makes others respect and admire.

"Sword Demon, you want spar resources, right?"

"Ahh ”

"Croeva, you want land, right?"

"Hmph, yes. ”

"Revenant...... You want...... Fame?"

"Yes, that's right. ”

“......”

Such a request is to make the number one a little strange.

The old man represents Chloewa, they want land, they are mercenaries, they want to get the most money, the origin of the sword demon is unknown, but looking at his appearance, he must not be an ordinary person, and it is reasonable to want spar resources.

The above three things are normal, or in other words, participating in such a dangerous operation should be rewarded with such a high price, but only this revenant soul, known as the leader of the "Broken Dreams" organization, has made an inexplicable request for fame.

"What do you mean by that?"

Number One frowned and asked.

"Hahaha, that's the literal meaning, what's wrong? I don't think these two words are so difficult to understand. ”

“......”

That's what I said, but No. 1 still can't understand that taking such a big risk to participate in a battle against the country, and the reward he wants is such a fictitious thing?

"As you can see, I'm here, and everyone doesn't take me seriously, so this time I participated, but I didn't ask for a big return, and after the fight, I just said that I was the main participant. ”

"What? You're going to carry the black pot?"

"Hmm...... Let's just say that......"

“......”

Number One was silent again.

"Can I tell the truth?"

"Please. ”

"You're just a fool, stupid like the water cow behind our family before, do you know how serious it is to bear a charge of destroying the country?"

No. 1 is not tactful enough, he speaks relatively straight, and his words everywhere are also very unpleasant.

"Of course I do. ”

The Revenant smiled and nodded, completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter, and he turned his head to look at the deformed guard who had been standing next to him, and the smile on his face was even worse, but it seemed to contain a little helplessness.

"But...... I can't help it......"