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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 Society Master

a Level 1 Wizard Apprentice;

most people at the table chose an attitude of

scenario, Mullen sat back down with a

what this old man intended to do – wage war against the Golden Lion

nature of an organization like the Black Robe Seekers’ Club was

with one heart, but how could a small wizard organization like the Black Robe Seekers’ Club act

as the knife for your

himself. Having gone through great hardships to

individual in the room was

on the receiving

to say that ne would turn against the Golden Lion Family just because

wizards? They’re a

was still for his

easy to deal with? If it was, there

similar to Mullen’s,

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

Levan really not understand what Mullen was thinking? It was impossible; he saw through everything clearer

gaze, he revealed a peculiar

naturally saw this peculiar smile, causing his

puzzled look, Levan

the matter concerning

a sigh of relief, thinking Levan had given up on the idea of

would have thought Levan’s words suddenly

Lion Family, we

“What?”

at the raised arms one after the other, felt his

old man, you’re

Lion Estate, Family Training

clad in silvery-white armor clashed, where blue and

clashing of swords resonated across the training

the two withdrew their swords

Cheney, and the one with

to the Underground Palace to train

Seekers’ Club comes, those Shadow Guards will also play a significant

become a Grand Knight,

were also

much to Milton at this

knew clearly that he had reached the end of the Path of the

Grand Knight. It’s as if you’ve honed your power on the

Elm,

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