Chapter 685
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"That thing … Is it really dead?" D 'Edarion ignored the list of relics handed to him by the side. The first thing he said after entering the room was to confirm the success or failure of the deicidal plan. As the disciple of Steins, this action was undoubtedly a little ruthless.
However, Lolo still nodded. "I also have the Force in my body. I can confirm that President Da Vinci's poison has indeed worked. Pargos has fallen from his throne. After his death, the Force in his body has decayed. This can't be faked."
"Then why is there no body?"
"I don't know," said the girl. "After the incident with the four-eyed man, those things didn't seem to want to leave the body to us. Soon after Pargos' death, its body disappeared."
D 'Idarion nodded. After asking these two questions, he finally returned to his usual lazy tone and took the list with one hand. "Sorry, this is something I have to confirm. Although I've read the report, I still want to hear it from you."
"No, I understand, President D 'Edarion. You are just fulfilling your duty." Lolo saluted.
D 'Edarion waved his hand, looking a little bored. "I don't want to talk about this president. I don't know what those old guys on the board are thinking. Even if they don't want to do it, they should at least give it to someone else. Really, didn't Craig from the Red Hill Academy of Magic always want to improve? At the very least, he should give it to Olivia. That woman is born to be a leader. Why did she choose a guy like me? Is Da Vinci trying to make a fool out of me? I'm already dead, and he still won't let me go? "
The new president of the Sorcerer's Association kept complaining as if he didn't notice the strange stares from the others in the room. After a while, D 'Edarion took off the pointed hat on his head. "I'm thirsty. That … Who's going to pour me a glass of water?" Then he noticed Lolo's dazed expression and laughed at himself. "What's wrong? Have you never seen such a shameless person before?"
The girl shook her head. "Rob told me about you. When Master Steins passed away, you were the most upset among his three disciples. You lived with Master Steins since you were four years old. He was more important to you than your father. You left the Royal College of Magic and Magic not only because of your pride, but also because you didn't want to disappoint him."
D 'Addarion smiled bitterly. "He's dead. There's no point in digging up these things."
"The reason why Archmage Steins recommended you to President Da Vinci is to tell you that he has always believed in you." Luoluo paused for a second. "Maybe you didn't realize it, but you have a very unique quality. When other people are drowning in sorrow, you are the only one who can pull yourself together in the shortest time. Your optimism and fearlessness are what the Association of Sorcerers needs most right now."
"Oh, there are also many people who say that I'm cold-blooded and heartless." D 'Addarion shrugged. "It seems that my junior likes you so much for a reason."
As soon as D 'Addarion's voice trailed off, a young mage pushed the door open and walked in. "Master Absus has woken up. He wants to see you, president."
"That's great, there's finally some good news after so many days." D 'Addarion put on his hat again and said to Lolo. "I'll take my leave first. I'll invite you to my house for dinner another day, if we're still alive by then."
… …
Absus was seriously injured. Although the ninth-grade defensive magic device he carried saved his life at the critical moment and did not kill him on the spot, there was a fist-sized hole in his lower abdomen. Now, he was recuperating in a small manor on the outskirts of the city.
What happened in Setta had officially broken the relationship between the Sorcerer's Association and the Church. They could not hire a red-robed priest to treat him. Fortunately, they still had a lot of high-level healing potions in stock.
However, the real problem was not the terrible wound. Absus had exhausted his magic source in that battle. The latter was not only the source of magic power for a sorcerer, but it also affected his vitality to a certain extent.
For an old man who was more than 120 years old, this was especially fatal.
When Rob brought Absus back, the latter had been in a coma for nine days and nine nights. As Absus' most valued and proud disciple, Olavia had never left his side.
When D 'Addarion arrived at the manor, he saw the sorceress coming out of the house. The latter closed the door behind her. "President, please wait a moment. Master is talking to His Holiness."
D 'Addarion noticed that Olavia's eyes were slightly red. "How is Master Absus now?"
The sorceress looked haggard, but she was still meticulous when it came to etiquette. "Thank you for your concern, President. Master is probably not going to make it through the night. That's why I asked someone to invite you here. I have something to talk to you about."
D 'Addarion scratched his head. "Don't call me old president. It feels weird every time I hear it. Do you remember the days when we were partners? To be honest, I'd rather you continue to call me an idiot like that."
"But we can't live in yesterday forever, can we?" Olavia poured two glasses of water and handed one to D 'Addarion.
"In fact, I was planning to look for you. I need your help. An organization as large as the Sorcerer's Association can't be managed by one person. The matter of reorganizing the board of directors is imminent. When the time comes, I will leave the position of vice president for you."
However, the sorceress unexpectedly shook her head. "Lilith will help you. I've talked to Master just now. I plan to resign from all my positions in the Sorcerer's Association."
D 'Addarion was stunned. "What is this? A silent protest against me becoming the president? "
"It has nothing to do with you. You know, you're not the only one who doesn't like those rules and trifles." Olavia took a sip of water and put the glass on the table again. "In the past five years, I have submitted seven resignations, but Master rejected them all. I've been telling myself that this is my responsibility. If this incident didn't happen, maybe I would follow Master's arrangement and enter the board of directors. But now, I don't want to take this path anymore."
"Ugh, are you serious? You're going to quit at this time?"
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