Grantis was obviously moved by Donner's opinion, and in the afternoon he gathered the four vice presidents and all of Donald to discuss the bonus policy.

Vice President Vincent and the others couldn't believe their ears when they heard that the president actually offered to set a reward for these questions. It wasn't until Grantis said that he would apply for this fee from the Chiga Mountains that it dawned on them.

"My lord," Vencello Vincent's face was a little excited, "I think this proposal is very good, we have been worried about the lack of manpower before, and after the bonus bounty, it is equivalent to adding a lot of helpers invisibly......"

"I don't think so," Master Haring, the other vice president of the Overseer Society, frowned and shook his head, "no matter how generous the prize money is, the attraction is always limited compared to status and power......

"You're right," Grantis nodded, "but it's much more powerful than attracting young people to the cause of truth by interest alone." ”

When Donner heard this, an idea suddenly popped up: "My lord...... I'm afraid that the Chiga Mountain doesn't attach much importance to our search for the truth, right?"

"How can you not pay attention to it?" Grantis glanced at Donner dissatisfiedly: "If the Chiga Mountain does not attach importance to this cause, how can it be so difficult to carry out the five academies examination?"

"The Elder is right," said Vincent with a smile, "John may not know that when the Overseers were first founded, they were much larger than they are now, but they were ......."

Donner knew why Vincent didn't go on.

However, for more than 100 years after the establishment of the Inspectorate Society, the results of the Society's research have not played any role in exploring the mysteries of magic. Therefore, after the first batch of members of the Society grew old and passed away one after another, both the Chiga Mountains and the people lost their support and enthusiasm for the Society.

"In that case," said Donner, frowning in contemplation, "I have a proposal that will arouse the enthusiasm of many in the search for the truth, but ...... This requires the support of the Chiga Mountains. ”

"What's the solution?" asked Grantis.

"Status ......," Downer replied, "since money is of little use and power cannot be given, then use status to attract...... For example, for a milestone achievement, a mountain in the clouds is awarded......"

Grantis had an incredulous look on his face, and it was clear that he thought the proposal was too amazing.

"It's no problem to try it......" Donner smiled and spread his hands: "In order to avoid suspicion, if it is the result of the internal personnel of the Supervision Society, it is better to only take the bonus......"

"Lord Elder," Venerable Vincent nodded slowly, "I don't think what John said is wrong in reason, and we are not proposing this for personal gain, and the adults of the Chiga Mountain must also be able to see it." ”

Donner was a little ashamed in his heart, the reason why he proposed this way was for a purpose. However, Venerable Vincent was right, and there was nothing wrong with the proposal itself.

"Hmm...... I'll go to the Chiga Mountains tomorrow......" President Grantis glanced at the crowd, "During my absence, Vincent will be in charge of the affairs of the Society. ”

......

For the rest of the day, Grantis was preparing to go to the Chiga Mountains to lobby.

Donner still finished his work, returned to the manor early, and plunged into the studio again, frantically drawing all kinds of different magic arrays.

As he returned to his bedroom exhausted and ready for bed, Wesley knocked on his door.

"There really is!" Wesley's eyes lit up like a cat in heat.

"What's there?" Donner rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"Did you forget? Three days, three days...... Oops, I'll come in and tell you......"

With that, Wesley stepped in from Donner's side and slammed the door shut.

"You mean, biocore...... The gift of the God of Light has taken effect?" Donner remembered that it had been three full days since he implanted the biochips on Rickle and Wesley.

Wesley didn't answer, and mysteriously stretched out his hands.

Holy white light emanated from his hand, quickly enveloping Donner.

Donner was familiar with the feeling, exactly the same as when he had received the charisma in the Faemon Palace.

"Lost lamb...... Wesley's words came to his lips, but he had a playful look on his face.

"Okay, okay, don't mess around," Donald Catwaist walked out of the holy light: "You made me too energetic, how can I sleep for a while......"

"Hey, you're too unreligious, aren't you?" Wesley put away his hands, and the light vanished.

"If you want to play the god stick, you should wait until you return to Middle-earth......" Donner shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Wesley deliberately squinted at Donald for a moment before he confirmed, "I guessed that the apostles chosen by the God of Light or something were all fake......

"True or false, I don't know if it's true or not, you look at it......" Donner pushed him out of the room, and said again before closing the door: "You can understand it as you feel comfortable......"

"I said, since Rick is gone, do you want Una to come......" Wesley looked lewd, but midway through his words, the bedroom door was already closed in front of his eyes.

He knew that there was a soundproof magic circle in the room, and the sound of speech could not be heard, so he shrugged his shoulders and shook his head and went downstairs.

"How can you be so sleepy......" Donner lay down on the bed, and before he could think about it, he fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, he realized the answer to this question - when the brain works, the brain also participates, so, without Donner realizing it, he has overused his brain.

"It seems that you can't ...... so desperately," he shook his head helplessly.

From that day on, Donner would take a break every time he finished drawing a circle, and although the efficiency was not as high as before, he finally didn't suffer from this exhaustion again.

Two days later, in the evening, the studio on the second floor of the manor was brightly lit as usual.

Donner was stumbling that there should be news from Leona's side, and at this moment, the maid happened to come over to report that a guest had arrived.

Wesley heard a guest and casually glanced out the window, then his face changed: "It's the ...... of the Wind Courtyard"

"Wind Sacred Courtyard?" Donner frowned, "Did you come here specifically for you?"

"It's possible that he came to avenge that guy......" Wesley mused.

Donner knew who the guy he was talking about.

In the demon hunting assessment half a year ago, although everyone thought that it was Haim of the Earth Sacred Courtyard who killed everyone else, the demon pet of a student of the Wind Sacred Academy, that is, Wesley, finally fell into the hands of Donner.

Now that the people of the Wind Sacred Courtyard have come to the door, it must not be for other reasons.

(Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a recommended ticket!) (To be continued.) )