The meeting hall was in a mess. Da Vinci had just said two things. The first one was the result of the council's discussion. In a way, it could be considered as a 'compensation' to Rob. In contrast, the second one was the real deal. It was equivalent to directly appointing the next president of the Sorcerer's Association.
The magicians of the council had no objection to Rob becoming the president. The latter was the most outstanding genius in the history of magic since Roland. He was the one who created the mana sharing mechanism. He was destined to become the number one magician in the future. However, the problem was that no one expected this day to come so soon. According to most people's expectations, Rob would first be a branch president, then a special agent, and then enter the council. He would then be fully trained in the council. Now, he had entered the council ahead of schedule. If all went well, he would skip the position of vice president in seven or eight years and directly take over the position of president. At that time, he would probably not even be thirty years old.
Would he … be a little too young?
There was a lot of discussion in the meeting hall. Everyone was exchanging their opinions with their left and right, so much so that they ignored the reaction of the person in question. Actually, they could not be blamed. Anyone would have the same reaction when faced with such conditions.
Among them, the calmest one was actually Rob. His expression did not change from beginning to end. Steins looked at his disciple's face and suddenly felt a little uneasy. Then, he heard the young man say, "I'm sorry, I refuse."
At this moment, all the buzzing sounds of discussion disappeared, and the entire conference hall suddenly became quiet. It was so quiet that even the sound of a needle dropping on the ground could be heard.
"What did you say?" Da Vinci frowned.
"I refuse your two previous proposals. Other than that, I apply to leave the Sorcerer's Association and voluntarily give up all my titles."
Before his voice died away, the meeting hall was in an uproar.
"Nonsense. Have you ever thought about what you are doing?" Demain slammed the table and glared at his disciple. "We can slowly discuss about the matter of the Bretton family's girl. What's with your attitude now? Flipping tables as soon as you come back … "
Before Demain could finish his words, Da Vinci interrupted him, "We have already decided on how to deal with the girl from the Bretton Family. If the Margan Desert's situation is as the temple said, then the association will have no other choice. I know you are dissatisfied, but when you sit in this position in the future, you will understand that many things will not always go as you wish. The Magic Association is the Magic Association of the entire human race, not someone's private property. Therefore, the management of the association also needs to consider the problem from the perspective of the entire human race … Hurry up and mature, we don't have much time left." Da Vinci's last words were filled with undisguised worry.
Rob shook his head. "It's not her fault. The Magic Association has no right to decide her fate. What's the difference between her and those guys?"
"Some things have nothing to do with right or wrong. Now, on one side is our race, and on the other side is an innocent life. I feel sorry for this, but if we have to give up one side, we can only choose the latter. Don't forget who you are."
"I have never forgotten who I am, but I am not only the future guardian of the human race, but also her guardian knight," the young man said. "I respect the association's decision, so please respect my choice too."
Finally, someone could not help but speak up. "You have come this far. Do you know how much resources the Magic Association has spent on you? Do you know how much effort your teacher has poured into you? This is not a child's play. How can you just give up like that?"
"I have returned the investment that the association has invested in me. I have handed over the principle and construction method of the power-sharing mechanism to the association. As for my teacher …" Rob bowed to Steins and Demain. "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint my teacher this time."
Steins sighed. The old man looked like he had aged a decade, and the wrinkles on his face had deepened. "Why do you have to do this? The church and the Magic Association have reached a consensus on this matter. Even if you don't agree, it doesn't matter. What can you do alone?"
"I will take her away," the young man said. "To a place where no one can find her."
"It's too late. I have sent someone with my warrant to the Royal College of Magic and Magic to bring her back to my magic tower. But don't worry, I will take good care of her before the results come out," Da Vinci said.
… …
In the port of Labrador, D 'Edarion was shopping with Olivia. Suddenly, four unknown mages appeared in front of him. Judging from the mana fluctuations coming from them, they were all grade eight grand mages. D' Edarion raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"I'm sorry. I just hope that you won't leave my side today," Oravia said.
"Oh, Inspector Olavian, did you suddenly discover my masculine charm?" D 'Adrion shrugged. "Unfortunately, you're too late. I already have a wife."
The female mage's eyes flashed with a touch of apology. "I'm very sorry about this time. That girl is very important to the survival of mankind. The president must avoid all risks."
"Do you think I'm going to kidnap someone, Ms. Olavian?" asked D 'Adrion, looking surprised.
"That's not what I mean." Olivia shook her head. But after a pause, she still told the truth. "Someone went to the hotel to look for you yesterday. That person was His Holiness Etleid Richard Holstein."
"So what? My junior is no match for Special Agent Olavian. After we came down from the snowy mountain, you didn't let me go back to the south, nor did you let me go back to school. You insisted that I accompany you to travel around this damn place. You should have received the order since then," D 'Addarion said with a faint smile.
"This time, it's not a simple matter. From the perspective of a friend, I don't want you to get involved," Olivia said sincerely.
D 'Edarion waved his hand. "You overestimate my courage, Olivia. I dare not disobey the president's order. Come on, let's continue shopping."
The same thing happened in the palace of the Lionheart Empire. His Royal Highness the third prince skipped the afternoon swordsmanship class and planned to sneak out of the palace with his number one lackey, Shermie. However, as soon as he took two steps out of his residence, he saw his swordsmanship teacher and the captain of the Palace Guard. Both were level eight professionals.
"Your Royal Highness, His Majesty has ordered you to finish today's lesson before leaving the palace," said the swordsmanship teacher politely. However, his burly body had blocked their way.
The Third Prince said angrily, "Fine, I won't go. Shermie, do me a favor and tell Miss Lorita that I won't be going to watch her dance today."
"The Royal Guards can handle such a small matter. We will definitely inform Miss Lorita as soon as possible." This time, the person who spoke was the leader of the Royal Guards.
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