Hearing Hernie's words, both Corcourt and Haim were startled.

Kocot even patted the clouds under him, took the initiative to float to Victor's side, and began to persuade:

"This is just a prop used to identify the members of the association, you are already a councilor, so you don't need to test it at all."

Heim Horn heard Cocott's explanation and nodded approvingly.

Are you kidding?

Let Victor, a person who dissects and even has black intestines, test this?

They completely imagined this ending.

Hernie was a little puzzled by their reactions.

In her heart, Victor is simply the best person in this world.

Otherwise, how could the professor possibly become a member of the Mage Council?

Hearing Herney's words, Victor nodded and said:

"Yes."

As soon as his answer came out, both Heim Horn and Cocott's bodies tensed.

Hernie looked at Victor with anticipation in her eyes.

Soon, Victor walked in front of the scales and set his eyes on the glittering golden scales.

At this moment, the two Cocotts, who saw this scene, chose to close their eyes.

It's like they're afraid to see a reality they shouldn't see.

And as long as they close their eyes, they seem to be able to ignore what happens next.

Victor didn't speak, he knew what the two were worried about.

As Victor approached, the scales began to move.

The entire golden body became gradually restless, as if sensing something, and began to sway to the sides.

The closer you get, the more frequent the scales will shake.

His magic was so abundant that whenever Victor was close to Libra, the scales would be affected by Victor's magic.

Finally, he stretched out a hand and placed it on the tray on the other side.

A black feather conjured from the magic condensed on it, and then pressed against one end of the scale.

However, what everyone thought of as being pressed to the lowest end of the scale did not happen.

When the feather lands on the other side, tilt the scales gradually.

It was not until the dagger at the other end reached an absolute balance that it stopped.

That's right, absolute balance.

Seeing this, Heim Horn couldn't help but blink in surprise.

Both ends are almost identical, neither high nor low.

This means that Victor's moral standards are exactly the same as those shown on this scale.

Not high, not low.

Kokot's eyes widened even more, as if he didn't want to accept it at all.

What's going on!

How so!?

The Victor who squeezes himself at every turn, lets her work at every turn, and wants to squeeze her completely dry, not even letting go of the last drop.

Victor, whose heart is blacker than coal.

His moral level has actually reached the average line!?

It's simply something that both of them can't accept.

Moreover, the balance of this scale is really delicate.

Not high, not low.

It stands to reason that there are very few such people, if not almost none.

Because as long as he is a person with thoughts and feelings, his moral level will definitely tilt slightly to one side.

It's inevitable.

Either the person has a preference for good and justice in his heart, or he is biased towards the evil at the other end.

And Victor like this, absolutely balanced.

Not good, neither evil.

Follow one's heart.

Maybe he will do more good deeds when he is in a good mood and save countless lives.

But once he does something evil, even if it is murder and arson, it will destroy an entire country.

Victor won't blink.

Such a person is a balance, and likewise, it is also an extreme.

Game of the world.

In the same way, Hernie saw what it was like on the scales.

But she wasn't surprised.

Hernie looked at the fluttering back of Victor's trench coat, and her heart was still full of reverence and love.

Gentle water ran under her eyes, and the excited waterfall continued to fall from a high place and pour into her heart.

Honestly, she was just curious.

She wondered what Professor Victor would be judged by Libra.

Hernie was not surprised by such a result.

Even, no matter what Professor Victor is judged to be, it has nothing to do with her.

Hernie only knew that if it weren't for Victor, she wouldn't be where she is now.

She knows.

It was Professor Victor who gave her this salvation.

Victor is the best person in this world for her.

The more I thought about it, the more unbearable the throbbing feeling in my heart became.

When the unbearable mood gradually exploded, behind Hernie, a third illusory and vague fox tail was formed.

"Professor......

Her eyes gradually returned to clarity, and when she looked around, she saw that no one had noticed her, and only then did she regain her mood.

At this time, Victor's hand still did not withdraw from the scale.

It stands to reason that after the measurement is over, the person who measured it can stop.

But Victor didn't.

He was still observing and looking at the golden scale, looking at the bottom of the golden scale.

A line of words lit up in front of Victor's eyes.

【Lady Justice's Libra (Pseudo)】

[Effect: The standard of evaluating the good and evil of others, and the standard of judging morality will be combined with the behavior judgment of all beings in the world and individuals.] 】

There is only one line of simple words that indicate its simple function.

At this time, Vega suddenly spoke on his shoulder:

"Are you really going to use this thing instead?"

What Vega asked himself, Victor knew perfectly.

"Try it first."

"We don't have time to make any other choice now."

Vega waved her wings, looking helpless.

"Well, that's a crazy idea."

"Hopefully, when the time comes, that paranoid goddess won't trouble you for making her dirty."

Victor paid no heed.

At this time, Vega's one-eyed eye gradually appeared a distinct black.

Following Victor's arm, he climbed up the golden scale.

The original golden scale, as if covered in ink, gradually darkened from the bottom upwards.

But the darkness was not quiet, and in the depths of the pitch black, there seemed to be countless tentacles, and extremely strange changing things were rapidly distorting.

It was as if all evil had begun to continue from the darkness, turning into strange thousand eyes circulating at high speed in the darkness.

Heim and Coot looked at the scales, which had completely turned into pitch black, and suddenly they were stunned, and their eyes widened as if they were frozen in ice.

What's going on?

Why did the Libra suddenly turn black!?

Could it be that Libra has really been affected by Victor's morality!?

Gradually, the golden scales were completely polluted by black, and the whole body turned into ink-colored black.

Victor's arm shook, grabbed the base of the scale, and lifted it up.

At this moment, Heim Horn's eyes widened and he shouted.

"Victor! What are you doing!? ”

Libra, picked up!?

You know, the Libra of the Goddess of Justice needs to be approved by Libra before it can be taken away.

Even if it is a fake, it needs to be recognized by Libra.

But Victor was like a bully, forcibly snatching away the weak scale.

And at this very moment.

The entire interior of the Libra space produced a slight shaking.

Heim was stunned.

He remembered.

Once the Libra leaves here, the whole space starts to crumble.

And now.

The space is about to start crumbling.

In the next second, the spacious room began to vibrate violently as the scales were taken away, and even the air became trembling wildly.

Faced with the collapse of this space, they couldn't even use magic to repair it.

"Quick, get out of here!"

Accompanied by Heim's loud warning.

The space, like a mirror, slowly began to crumble.

The surrounding space continued to reveal void cracks, and the foul breath poured into this place.

The sky began to twist as well, like a curtain twisted together, folded and raised.

The whole world began to fall apart.

......

Doodoo ......

The bearded dwarf that could barely reach the ground was piloting its proud magical mount.

Through the hazy illusion, he came to the seventh level of Endymion.

Shatter the sky.

The craft beneath him was powered by magic, the steel fuselage shimmered with cold light, and the wings of the flight were lined with turbines in pairs.

A white trail streaked across the sky, across the three broken heads.

Then, he landed steadily at the door of the Mage Council.

With difficulty, he climbed out of the aircraft and stood firmly above the clouds.

Then, he gestured with the palm of his hand, and the flying machine began to deform, and finally shrank into a small Rubik's Cube.

The dwarf put the little Rubik's Cube in his big bib and looked around.

I couldn't help but feel a wave of doubt.

Strange, where have all the people gone?

Didn't you say okay to meet in parliament today?

Could it be that I am late?

After all, it took him almost two days to fly to parliament on his latest invention.

But suddenly, before the dwarf could think clearly, there was a terrible popping sound from the bottom of the entire Endymion.

Rumble!

The explosion blasted through the clouds, blasting straight into the shattered sky.

Ryan looked up sharply.

He watched from afar at the rising white light.

"Hey, that's perfect!"

It was a perfect blast.

Ryan felt a little dazzled by the intense white light, and he could only pull down his goggles and continue to observe the violent explosion.

Through the dazzling white light, he seemed to see an extremely large mushroom cloud exploding and rising in the space.

The space shattered completely, and the chaotic void created several rifts around Endymion.

But under the chaos of magic, it was quickly patched up.

"The power is good, it should be able to compare with the high-range magic of the fourth order."

However, where exactly the explosion came from, Ryan didn't pay much attention.

Maybe it's a council mage who has researched something new.

As long as it doesn't blow up the magic library, then everything is easy to say.

After the explosion was over, Ryan was just about to turn around and find out where the others were.

As a result, a tall man was standing behind him.

Ryan looked up and saw a man in a trench coat.

There was also a pitch-black crow standing on the man's body, and the one eye that looked at him looked very deep.

"Dimension..... Victor? ”

Ryan immediately recognized the person in front of him, but it was his trademark trench coat and crow that were too eye-catching.

Even if it was the first time he had met Victor in reality.

He was just about to ask Victor where the others had gone.

Listening to Victor take a step ahead of him, he asked in advance.

"You're Congressman Ryan Kent."

When Ryan heard this, his short but strong body straightened up, and his face was equally respectful.

"Exactly."

"Then I think you should be Councillor Victor Kravenna."

No wonder the explosion just now had a familiar feeling, it turned out to be Victor practicing magic.

It was the first time that Victor had been seen using that explosive magic so closely, and Ryan was shocked.

At this time, his gaze couldn't help but fall on Victor's hand, and he suddenly felt a wave of doubt.

Why, Victor is holding a black scale in his hand?

It's just that this scale looks a little familiar.

Except for the color, it seems to be very similar to the scale in the magic library.

Could it be a fake?

Just as he was thinking, Victor pointed to the scale, looked at him, and said bluntly:

"Councillor Kent."

"This Libra is the staff material I brought."