Noland.
Josiah was honored to participate in Noland's Sage Council.
This council was the highest meeting that decided the future of the city of Noland. But today's decision seemed to be … the future of the world.
"The expedition team from the Land of Frost and I explored the Snow Velvet Mountains in the depths of the Frost Plains … There are a lot of ruins left by the Grey Fog."
The man in blue spread out a map on the long table and explained the results of his research to the other sages.
"A plague related to the Grey Fog has also broken out in the Land of Frost recently. Those damned guys only know how to do these shady things, making my students unable to calm down!"
The chief apprentice of the man in yellow, Sophia, was also from the Land of Frost and was a member of the Silverfrost Fox family, which was at the center of the plague.
"The plague in the Land of Frost is indeed very strange, but … I'm very worried about what the judges are doing in the world of consciousness."
The man in black said as he looked at Josiah, who was sitting in the corner of the Sage Council. The other sages also looked at Josiah.
Josiah felt the gazes of the seven sages and did not know what to say for a while. But Hiri, who came to the council with Josiah, suddenly stood up.
"You are the sages of Noland! It's not like you are just idling in Noland! "
Hiri placed her hands on the long stone table of the Sage Council. According to the tradition of the previous council, this was a serious provocation to the Sage Council.
But none of the sages present retorted to Hiri. Even the man in red, who was the most unsociable, did not say anything.
"If you want to solve the plague, isn't finding a cure the fastest? No matter which one of you, your attainments in alchemy are higher than Josiah's, right? "
In fact, when Hiri heard that the Sages had invited Josiah to attend the Sage Council, her first reaction was not to feel honored or fearful. Instead, she asked Josiah, "Are you going to take on a main quest again?"
In the end, after coming to the Sage Council, it was just as Hiri had predicted. The Sages placed their hopes on Josiah, as if Josiah was the only savior in the world.
Hiri had to admit that this kind of setting was wonderful in novels. It was nice to be the center of attention and hope of so many people. But it was completely different to actually be the person involved.
"Also …"
"Hiri, Hiri, let me do the talking."
Josiah tugged at the corner of Hiri's clothes. Hiri had been pregnant for almost two months. Although her body had not reacted much, the less negative emotions, the better.
Hiri took a deep breath and could only walk back to her seat.
Josiah placed his hand on the stone table again and glanced at the Sages present.
"As you can see, I have helped everyone a lot. For example, I built an amusement park, suppressed the 'door' that the Nephilic Judge built, and so on."
In fact, Josiah had felt this way ever since Arthur Crowe was built, especially when Josiah had brought a large group of people to the Sublimator's base to cause trouble.
From that day onwards, the blue-robed man no longer looked at him like a senior looking at a junior. Instead, it was like he was looking at a great prophet, a hero who would guide humanity on the right path.
But Josiah was very clear about his position.
"But this is only a small part of the work. My main job is to type out code or make movies," Josiah said.
If not for the fact that he knew the whereabouts of the New World Tree, Josiah might still be lying in the Hearthstone Tavern drinking iced watermelon juice and running dungeons with Hiri.
Part of the reason Josiah wrote the World Scar was to resist the Grey Fog, but more than that … it was because he wanted to play!
More accurately, he wanted to play MMORPGs with his friends in this world.
"Also, I'm only 20 years old this year. Alright, I'm almost 21. But to all of you, I probably haven't even graduated from an advanced magic academy at this age, right?"
Josiah vaguely remembered that Hiri's older sister, Herland, was 22 years old. She was still studying at Ruhrske Advanced Magic Academy.
When Josiah revealed his true age, the gray-robed man and the purple-robed man both revealed a surprised expression. Perhaps they didn't expect Josiah to be so young!
The yellow-robed man heard this and laughed out loud. His laughter was very loud, a little like ridicule and a little like self-mockery.
"Look at you guys! You're almost 200 years old, but you're only pinning your hopes on a 20 year old! "The yellow-robed man said.
"But Mister Josiah has indeed created countless miracles. His achievements have nothing to do with his age."
The blue-robed man had never looked down on anyone because of age. At least, everything that Josiah built to resist the Grey Fog was enough for the blue-robed man to call Josiah mister with a respectful attitude.
"But this isn't a reason for us to sit here! Do you really think of Josiah as a god? " The yellow-robed man didn't have any intention of continuing this meeting. He stood up and planned to leave.
"Since my student wants to return to China, I'll accompany her." The yellow-robed man left these words and walked down the stairs of the Sage Tower.
"Maybe I should go and meet the king of the Iron Nation. We can't let the plague worsen."
The blue-robed man put away the map he had placed on the table, but he still glanced at Josiah before leaving.
"The only thing I can help with this plague is to make a movie and slightly influence the direction of public opinion. But the hatred between the Iron Nation and the Frost Nation really needs a leader to mediate."
Josiah shrugged, indicating that he couldn't do anything to cure the plague.
The blue-robed man didn't say anything else. He just bowed to Josiah and left. The black-robed man left with the blue-robed man.
"Moshiraf." The grey-robed man just looked at the red-robed man who was still sitting in his seat. He was the one with the highest attainment in alchemy among the seven Sages.
"I've been investigating the plague for a long time! How could I rely on this kid! I was just about to start concocting the cure when you called me back. "
The red-robed man's attitude towards Josiah was still not very friendly. He also understood that there was no point in continuing to stay in this Sage Tower meeting, so he stood up and left the meeting.
The white-robed man who had been sitting at the head of the meeting let out a long sigh after the red-robed man left.
"Sometimes, I really wish I could be a little younger," the white-robed man said.
He was the oldest of all the Sages. His stooped body looked like it would be blown away by the wind.
But the existence of the white-robed man was the order of Noland … The leaders of the various countries had absolute respect for this legendary wizard, including the king of the Nation of Waterfront.
"From the looks of it … The only thing I can do is manage the Owl Express and this city well," the grey-robed man said.
"There's also the spellcaster's lecture. Uh … If there's nothing else, can I leave? I haven't had lunch today. "
In fact, when these Sages were discussing the problem of the spread of the Grey Fog, Josiah's mind was full of thoughts about whether to eat fried chicken or barbecue for lunch.
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