In the conference room on the top floor of the Wizard's Tower, Octavir sat in the center with a thick document in her hand, and in front of her there were five phantom-like people watching her, but the regular meetings of the House of Shadows, which were held regularly, were now coming to an end.

"The resource gathering of Plane 7 has led to the dissatisfaction of the local natives, and appropriate adjustments can be exchanged for stable income......"

"The environment of the Abyssal World Realm resource collection point is abnormal, and the team dispatched has withdrawn from ......"

"There is currently no progress in the connection with the Sea of Bones World Realm, and the ruler of the Sea of Bones in the Western District is resistant to the House of Shadows, and needs to be replaced to communicate......"

Important matters have been communicated, and the report of the remaining fixed matters is a little perfunctory, although Octavil does not show it, but her tone has already revealed her impatience.

An old man with yellow pupils on the left side of the table smiled when he noticed Octavir's bad mood. "Okay, okay! You still have to watch and do the daily affairs, there is no need to pile everything in your hands, otherwise it will affect the improvement of your own strength......"

The opening of the old man with yellow eyes caused the others to echo him, and Octavier, who was sitting there, threw the thick document he was holding on the table after making sure that no one had raised any objections, and said lightly. "In that case, if you don't have any other questions, the regular meeting can be over. ”

The old man with yellow eyes smiled again. "Octavier, it is said that a little guy from the Fairy World has been in the library for half a month, and the number of books he reads every day has reached more than two thousand, do you know?"

"I gave him permission to read it, and it is estimated that your old man did not send anyone to check it out," Oktawil chuckled, glancing at the other four participants. "It's just a trick. It's not that there haven't been such people before, so why send people to guard the door so publicly!"

"Oh, just hide it from me, old fellow, but you all send people over to squat?" The old man with yellow eyes with a surprised expression looked at the person next to him, and then suddenly laughed. "It's not such an exaggeration, even if it's a dawn-level wizard, but he's not a core member, it's better to let it develop!"

After that, the phantom of the old man with yellow pupils gradually faded, and soon disappeared completely.

The other three phantoms looked at each other, and after a moment they smiled awkwardly, and nodded at Octavir in approval of the old man with yellow eyes. The phantom suspended in mid-air also quickly faded and disappeared.

And when everyone else withdrew the projection of the main body, the only old woman who did not leave smiled bitterly, and muttered a little doting at Octavir. "You, you, you, it's still so true, but it's just an alien wizard of the dawn. Why bother exposing their purpose at a regular meeting because of such a thing, it's not good ......"

Octavier, who had been calm in his chair. As the old woman spoke, she pursed her lips like a little girl. Retorted angrily. "There has been a wizard like this before, but do you know where they sent that wizard to the end? They actually sent that person to the Abyss World Realm!"

"The Abyss World has always been troublesome, I remember that little guy came back alive to complete the mission," the old woman thought of the previous incident after a moment's thought, and then shook her head with a smile in her eyes. "Octavir, this is the headquarters of our House of Shadows. It's also a refuge in times of every great calamity, and there's nothing wrong with them screening core members in this way......"

"But, but...... Such a cruel screening does not leave one out of ten, and the growth rate of our core members is too slow if it continues like this, do we have to regret it when the invasion comes?" Get excited. "There are only so many high-level wizards that can be born in this land, and if you don't absorb the elites of other planes, something will happen sooner or later!"

"Alright, alright!" the old woman shook her head and sighed with a doting smile on her face. "The Great Elder has already spoken, and several of them have also made concessions, there is no need to make you have trouble with them because of an outsider, everyone is for the sake of safety here, there is no need to deal with it with such a tough attitude, this is not the attitude that a person in charge of the standing affairs of the venue should have......"

Although she didn't say anything serious, the old woman's tactful rebuke made Octavil even more depressed, and she turned her back and muttered directly on the back of her chair. "You always help them speak, am I not doing it for myself!"

"Hey...... If you feel unhappy about daily affairs, let it go, the improvement of strength is the most basic principle, and if you want to protect this place, the most fundamental thing still depends on your strength, and I will talk to them about it......"

Seeing that Octavir was still so stubborn, the old woman who did not continue to speak groaned, and after a while, seeing that Octavir was still sulking when she turned her back, she smiled bitterly and said no more, shook her head imperceptibly, and restored calm to the conference room as the phantom dissipated.

Octavier, who sat sideways in her chair, still pouted and depressed, until she turned around a long time later to find that the old woman's shadow had disappeared, and she was left alone in the entire conference room.

A somewhat dazed Octavir stood up in surprise, then stamped her foot hatefully, and stood there with her mouth pursed, waiting for her mood to regain her composure.

However, the magic ring between her fingers shone at this time, and she walked to Octavir next to the window in a few steps, which made her expression return to coldness, and then opened the contact interface of the magic ghost, and asked directly without waiting for the other party to speak. "Are all their people gone?"

Sandy, the pink-skinned library manager, replied respectfully while giving a courtesy. "Back to my lordship, the three elders have already left. ”

Octavir, whose expression had regained his usual coldness, immediately gave the order. "When Raymond comes out, let him come to me. ”

"Yes!" Sandy, who nodded in promise, then raised his head with some hesitation, with a faint sadness on his face. "Lord Octavier, Medel's condition is getting worse and worse, and he has basically not left his place for this time, what do you think?"

"The end of life is approaching, this is a matter of no choice," Oktawiel sighed, pursing her lips and thinking for a long time before she sighed. "If there's anything you need, just tell me......"

With gratitude on her face, Sandy immediately nodded and admitted, "Good Lord Octavier, I will spend as much time as I can with him......"

Octavier, who was standing at the window, didn't want to listen to her other words, and directly cut off the contact, but Octavir, who didn't leave, looked out the window in a daze, and her thoughts became a little messy.

Sandy, who was hiding in a corner of the library and was in contact with Octavir, was relieved to face the closed spell interface, although Lord Octavil had always been more reasonable and kind, but it was still a little difficult for her to bear such pressure as a wizard apprentice in the face of this big man who was in charge of the entire shadow house.

She stood there for a moment, and only when her mood had regained her composure did she step out, but when she walked past the rows of metal bookshelves, her face was gloomy.

There was no one busy in the operation room that transferred the books to the various rooms, and the scene that was still busy before was like a hallucination in her mind!

Sandy, who rushed in immediately, immediately saw the foreman who was resting in the corner beating his legs, and the angry Sandy yelled at him. "Isn't there anything to do here?"

The foreman in the black uniform looked up in amazement, and saw that it was Sandy, the administrator of the library, but he did not have any panic, but reported with a strange face. "Miss Sandy, there is no need for so many people here, the books selected by the people in the room have become a special type, and he has changed the mode of reading......" (To be continued......