Lin Li looked at the invitation card in his hand. All the presidents of the 24 Guilds of Magic were present. Balbo from the Pharmacists Guild, Al 'Akir from the Adventurers Guild, and Hoffman from the Glittergold Trade Union had also been invited by the Supreme Council. In addition, the Felan Royal Family and the Felan Army had also sent their representatives to congratulate them. The one representing the Felan Royal Family was Prince Arthur, the second son of the current king. The one representing the Felan Army was Lin Li's old acquaintance, Mr. Gesalei, the leader of the Sky Knights.
Thinking about the middle-aged lecher who had molested female adventurers in the black market, Lin Li smiled and shook his head. He thought to himself that he had to arrange for two people to keep an eye on him during the inauguration ceremony. Otherwise, he would be in big trouble if he were to take a fancy to a beautiful female guest.
What surprised Lin Li the most was that the Supreme Council had actually invited two guests from the Ledin Kingdom. They were Archbishop Martin from the Brilliance Shrine, and High Priest Ricky from the Darkness Shrine.
After all, ever since the disaster, the Darkness Shrine had only existed in name. Other than Sendros, who was somewhat famous for his pharmaceutical skills, there had been very little news about the Darkness Shrine in the past 100 years. However, it was different for the Brilliance Shrine. Ever since Rosario became the pope, the power of the Brilliance Shrine could be said to be at its peak. Devout believers could be found in every corner of Anril, and the Holy Paladins and the Inquisition had a large number of Legendary powerhouses. Together with Pope Rosario, there was no other force in Anril that could compete with the Brilliance Shrine other than the Supreme Council.
The Supreme Council and the Brilliance Shrine were the two strongest forces in Anril. They ruled their respective territories and controlled the destinies of countless people. Most of the time, just a word from them could affect the entire situation in Anril. Without their support, at least two of the four human kingdoms in Anril would disappear. It was probably because of their positions that the Supreme Council and the Brilliance Shrine had never had any conflict in the past 1,300 years. It was as if the Supreme Council and the Brilliance Shrine had agreed long ago to develop believers in the Ledin Kingdom, while the Brilliance Shrine imparted magical knowledge to the Felan Kingdom. Although they were only separated by a wall, they had never interfered with each other. Occasionally, when there was a small dispute, they would maintain restraint. Hence, even after 1,300 years, the two forces were still very unfamiliar with each other.
This was also what surprised Lin Li. They had not interacted for 1,300 years, so why did the Supreme Council suddenly think of inviting someone from the Brilliance Shrine this time? What's more, the Brilliance Shrine was willing to give them face by actually sending an archbishop to attend the inauguration ceremony. Lin Li knew that this was a rather high standard. In the Brilliance Shrine, the archbishop's status was second only to the pope's, and every word and action of the three archbishops was equivalent to the pope's will. Such a figure was actually sent to attend his inauguration ceremony. After all, when many kings ascended the throne, the Brilliance Shrine only sent a cardinal …
Damn it, why did it have to be so grand …
The moment Lin Li saw the invitation, the first thought that popped into his mind was not that he was overwhelmed by the honor. On the contrary, Lin Li broke out in cold sweat. He did not think that it was because of his reputation that even the Brilliance Shrine in the faraway Ledin Kingdom knew of him. He did not believe that his display of strength in the Felan Kingdom would be able to scare the archbishop of the Ledin Kingdom into bowing down to him. This Archbishop Martin definitely did not come to the Breezy Plains to simply attend the inauguration ceremony. It was just that Lin Li did not know the reason for it for the time being. However, he hoped that it was not because of Norfey and Ujfalusi. Otherwise, this inauguration ceremony would probably cause a huge commotion!
Herza had always been meticulous in his work. It could be said that this thick pile of invitations, regardless of whether they should or should not be invited, had invited everyone. Lin Li flipped through it for a long time, but could not think of anything to add. The only thing that he was puzzled about was the lack of guests from the Breezy Plains.
"Oh, yes, Mr Herza, don't we need to invite the castellans of the Breezy Plains?"
"They are not qualified yet …"
This was what Herza said …
The inauguration ceremony was not a small matter. In Herza's words, this was an unprecedented event for the Supreme Council. Not only did they invite all the guests that could be invited, but even the Supreme Council itself had sent an arbitrator to personally host the inauguration ceremony!
Herza was considered an old fox who did not show his emotions on his face, but when he mentioned the arbitrator, he could not help but show some excitement.
There were a total of three arbitrators in the Supreme Council. Together, they decided the direction of the Supreme Council, as well as the fate of millions of mages in Anril. Every one of them had experienced the war 1,300 years ago, and had even fought alongside the God of Mages, Geresco. They were living legends, and they were the creators of miracles!
These three arbitrators of the Supreme Council were publicly recognized as the three most powerful mages in Anril. In this world, no mage dared to challenge their authority, and no mage dared to question their orders. In the world of magic, they were living gods!
No one could say for sure how powerful these three living gods were. People only knew that these three arbitrators had already surpassed the Legendary-realm in the war more than 300 years ago. After more than 1,300 years, perhaps only the true gods could see their power clearly …
What kind of realm was above the Legendary-realm? Even Lin Li did not know much about it. He had only vaguely heard Andoine mention that once a mage surpassed the Legendary-realm, he would take the final step and enter the true Sanctuary-realm. That was a realm that was almost omnipotent. They could change and create rules at will, and with just a short incantation, they could create power that could destroy heaven and earth …
However, even Andoine's understanding of the power of the Sanctuary-realm was only at the level of imagination. The distance between the Legendary-realm and the Sanctuary-realm was close to limitless. It could be an epiphany, or it could be a lifetime, and still not be able to take that final step.
Even Lin Li could not help but feel excited at the thought of having the chance to meet an arbitrator in a few days.
However, Lin Li did not have time to be excited very soon, because he was almost killed by work in the next few days …
After the guest list was finalized, Lin Li immediately became extremely busy. It was not an easy task for the Breezy Plains Guild of Magic to start from scratch. As the President of the Guild of Magic, Lin Li naturally had a lot of things to decide on.
The first thing was undoubtedly the tower that had just been completed. Before going to the ruins of Syer Town to rescue people, the Master of Inscription Moke had once asked Lin Li what kind of mageweath he needed to set up in the tower. Lin Li's answer was also very simple — 10 Wards of Bad Luck. Now that 10 Wards of Bad Luck had been set up, what to do after they were set up had to wait for Lin Li to finish up …
The next day, Moke knocked on Lin Li's door when the sun had just risen. This Master of Inscription still had an undisguised look of disdain on his face. Moke really looked down on the President of the Guild of Magic, who was appointed by the Supreme Council. It was not only because of the grudge between him and the Jarrosus Guild of Magic, but also because this young man was really too disappointing.
To be appointed as the President of a Guild of Magic at such a young age, this could be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for any mage. Furthermore, this was the Breezy Plains, which was the focus of the Supreme Council's development for the next few hundred years. If anyone could become the President of the Breezy Plains Guild of Magic, it would almost mean that that person would hold an important position in the Supreme Council for the next few hundred years. He might even be like Andoine and Rosen now, a strong competitor for the position of Arbiter …
If it was any other mage who got such an opportunity, they would be grateful to the Supreme Council, and at the same time, study magic with all their might and plan for the Guild of Magic with all their might. However, it was a different matter for this young mage called Felic. Ever since he came to the Breezy Plains, Moke could be said to have seen everything. Look at what this Felic had done in the past two months. In the first month, it was still alright. Although this fella did not work very hard, at least he did not leave his house. However, in the second month, this fella's nature was revealed. He went to Doland every day, and even got to know a profiteer like Roman. In the recent few days, it was even more outrageous. Even though he knew that the inauguration ceremony was in a few days, he still insisted on bringing people out, causing many of the work that he had to finalize to be unable to be completed after the completion of the tower. Moke really could not understand why such an idle person would be chosen by the Supreme Council to be the President of the Breezy Plains Guild of Magic.
What Moke could not tolerate the most was that this fella actually dared to doubt his professional standards!
He was a dignified Master of Inscription, and even if he searched the entire Anril, he would not be able to find many Inscriptionists who were more professional than him. However, this fella's request was actually 10 Wards of Bad Luck. Wasn't this clearly showing that he was looking down on him?
Ever since Moke became a Master of Inscription, he had never suffered such humiliation!
"Hmph, I want to see what kind of tricks you can come up with with these 10 Wards of Bad Luck …"
After Moke entered, he did not stand on ceremony with Lin Li, and went straight to the point. "President Felic, I have already set up the 10 Wards of Bad Luck that you wanted. Do you have any other arrangements?"
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