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Chapter 39: Chapter 38: “Round Table Conference” and Storm Brewing” (Request For Chase Reading)

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Deep in an unknown mountain range, a castle stands adjourned.

Inside the castle, in front of a grand round table.

At this time, a dozen or so individuals dressed in black robes sat down before the table.

“Cody is dead. He was the most talented among us and the one with the greatest potential to become a Level 3 Wizard Apprentice. Now, he’s dead.”

These words came from the mouth of an elderly man clad in a black robe at the head of the table. His voice was full of desolation and death. No one spoke; a deafening silence enveloped the room.

Until a raspy voice broke the stillness.

“Death comes to all, wizards are no exception; they too cannot escape the threat of death. Let alone a mere Level 1 Wizard Apprentice.”

His words were laced with sneering mockery, emphasizing ‘Level 1 Wizard Apprentice’.

These words sparked unrest among the people at the table.

Several figures glanced at the speaker, then lowered their heads, showing indifference.

“Mullen, I know you’ve benefitted from Carl’s kindness…”

The ancient voice at the head of the table began again, but was cut short before he could finish.

“Is the founder’s name something you can call openly!?”

Mullen pounded the table and rose, his tone icy.

Interrupted, Levan was somewhat displeased, though he didn’t let it show.

The atmosphere at the table once again fell into silence.

Apart from Levan and Mullen, no one else would speak at this time.

The deceased was Levan’s son, not their own.

Mullen was the one who owed gratitude to Carl, not them.

Many were already discontent with Levan for calling this roundtable meeting out of the blue.

even though Levan was the current

Apprentice; who could indeed claim

at the table chose

Mullen sat back down with a cynical smirk on

man intended to do – wage war against the Golden

Seekers’ Club was completely

small

as the knife

great hardships to become a wizard

fact, no individual in the

that Mullen had been on the receiving

turn against the Golden Lion Family

people are wizards? They’re a group

with Levan was still for

to deal with? If it was, there would be no need for this

some present were similar to Mullen’s, though unlike Mullen, they did not

reason was simple; Mullen could use Carl’s favor as a reason to counter

for so many years, would Levan really not understand what Mullen was thinking? It was impossible; he saw through everything clearer

gaze, he revealed a

Mullen kept his focus on Levan, he naturally saw this peculiar smile,

puzzled

that’s the case, the matter concerning

Levan had given up on the idea of dealing with the Golden

would have thought Levan’s words suddenly

the Golden Lion Family, we will

“What?”

the raised arms one after the other, felt his

old man, you’re playing

Lion Estate, Family Training

clashed, where blue and

swords

a while, the two withdrew their swords

of them was Milton Cheney, and the

to the Underground Palace

Seekers’ Club comes, those

Milton had become a Grand Knight, the

resources were also open to

didn’t mean much to Milton

knew clearly that he had reached the end of the

newly-hatched Grand Knight. It’s as if you’ve honed your

ground, Elm, facing Milton, spoke

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