The Witch Society was purely made up of witches, while the Sorcerer Society had both wizards and witches.
In terms of average combat power, the Witch Society was definitely stronger than the Sorcerer Society.
However, the Sorcerer Society had many members, so they couldn't be underestimated.
Charlotte entered the headquarters. There weren't many people inside.
There were only a dozen or so people. Including those from the Sorcerer Society, there were less than twenty.
Seeing Charlotte's arrival, an old witch who couldn't even straighten her back pushed up her glasses.
"Charlotte, you're here."
"Grand Witch."
Grand Witch wasn't a witch's rank, but the status of the leader of the Witch Society.
However, to be able to become the leader of the Witch Society, this old witch's strength was naturally unquestionable.
"Charlotte, I think you're all familiar with her. She's the most outstanding witch in the new generation of our Witch Society."
In the Wizard Union, a blonde man walked in front of Charlotte and reached out his hand like a gentleman, wanting to hold Charlotte's hand. "Hello, Miss Charlotte, nice to meet you. I'm Jerome Yemen."
"Hello." Charlotte didn't plan to respond to Jerome Yemen. She only responded faintly.
Jerome's mouth twitched, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Grand Witch, can you tell me what exactly happened?"
"Addleway from the Evil Spirit Society is dead."
"The Eternal Son of the Evil Spirit Society's leader?"
"Yes, that's him. He died in Omens Hotel."
"Our people did it?" Charlotte asked.
"No, we don't know who did it either, but Addleway is dead. The Evil Spirit Society's leader is completely enraged. He lost his mind and wants to kill everyone in Omens Hotel."
Charlotte's mouth gaped open. "Is he crazy? Doesn't he know that if he does that, the government will also go crazy and take revenge? "
The government had always known about the existence of the Evil Spirit Society, the Witch Society, and the Sorcerer Society. Even the government had some connections with the three.
No matter the era, the government was always the most powerful.
The three organizations had always been on the edge of the government's tolerance. If the Evil Spirit Society really killed hundreds of people in Omens Hotel, it was definitely a provocation to the government.
Originally, the three organizations restrained each other, so the government had always turned a blind eye.
But if such a vicious incident were to happen, then the government would definitely not sit idly by.
By then, not only the Evil Spirit Society, but also the Sorcerer Society and the Witch Society.
Moreover, the Witch Society and the Sorcerer Society had signed some agreements with the government.
For example, to protect the lives of ordinary people, the battle of the supernatural world must not affect ordinary people.
"Yes, he is crazy. He has completely lost his mind."
"Then what do we do?"
"We have no other choice but to fight," said the Great Witch.
"Can't we send someone to negotiate with the leader of the Evil Spirit Society? We'll help him find the murderer of his son and hand him over, then he'll stop his revenge, "Jerome Yemen said.
Everyone looked at Jerome Yemen in astonishment. Even his companions from the Sorcerer Club looked at him in astonishment.
"Do you know what you're saying?"
"I'm talking about the reality," Jerome Yemen said. "If the Sorcerer Society and the Witch Society start an all-out war with the Evil Spirit Society, there will definitely be heavy casualties. The people in the Evil Spirit Society are all dead people. They aren't afraid of death at all, but we can't afford to waste them or fight them. So, the best choice is to compromise with the Evil Spirit Society. If we can find Addleway's murderer, we can stop the war by sacrificing one person. I think it's a good deal."
President Galileo's eyes sparkled. To be honest, he was also tempted by the suggestion.
"Then how about you go negotiate with the Evil Spirit Society?" Charlotte smiled at Jerome Yemen. "I believe with your eloquence, you should be able to convince the leader of the Evil Spirit Society."
"How can I do that? I don't want to face those twisted monsters," Jerome Yemen said.
"Then who do you think is suitable?"
"The members of the Witch Society are all so strong. Just send anyone."
The Mage glanced at Jerome Yemen and frowned. "Alright, with that lunatic's personality, he won't compromise once he's decided. I've been dealing with him for a hundred years and I know him very well. If the people in the Sorcerer Society are cowards and don't dare to face the war, they can leave now. We, the witch society, will face the Evil Spirit Society ourselves."
"Sir, don't say such things out of anger." Galileo quickly came back to his senses.
He had been dealing with the Evil Spirit Society for a long time. He also knew what kind of twisted monster the Grandfather of the Evil Spirit Society was.
"What we need to do now is evacuate the ordinary people in Omens Hotel. We can't let them stay there. It's too dangerous."
"Who knows the person in charge of Omens Hotel?" the Mage asked.
Jerome Yemen flipped his blonde hair and said proudly, "I do. Leave it to me. I know almost all the celebrities in New York City."
…
At the conference, hundreds of famous doctors and medical professors from America participated.
Many doctors went on stage and gave short speeches.
This was an official conference organized by the medical organization, so many people were like Chen Zhao.
They were all thinking about going on a public holiday for a few days. Don't think that public holidays were only available in China.
In fact, the whole world was the same. Most people listened to the speaker's speech in a daze.
Looking around, Chen Zhao only saw a few people listening attentively.
For example, Hill Nandes was taking notes as he listened.
"You humans are so boring," Blackie said, bored. "If you can put a corpse on the stage and everyone can dissect it, wouldn't it be more meaningful?"
He had come with Chen Zhao to experience all kinds of processes, including this conference.
Chen Zhao had already told him that the conference would be very boring, but Blackie insisted on coming.
As expected, before long, he complained the same way Chen Zhao did.
Boring! Really, really boring.
Chen Zhao rubbed his chin with one hand, feeling a bit drowsy.
"Okay, that's it for today. There's another conference tomorrow afternoon. Goodbye, everyone," the organizer said, picking up the microphone.
Chen Zhao immediately stood up. He was finally free.
Hill Nandes looked for Chen Zhao immediately. Seeing that Chen Zhao was walking out, he shouted, "Mr. Chen …"
"That human is calling you."
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