Seven core members of the Monte Family were sitting in the living room of the mansion. Most of them were middle-aged men, and there was only one young wizard, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old.
However, none of them dared to answer the family leader's question.
"Grigor, as the heir of the family, I'd like to hear your opinion," Rusef Monte suddenly said to the young wizard.
"I …" Grigor Monte was at a loss for words. He saw the young wizard, who had put his hand on the wooden bed beside him and squatted down to look at him calmly, appear on the TV again. Grigor had dreamed of this scene countless times over the years. If it had not been the Petrification Spell that had been waiting for him, but the Death Curse …
A middle-aged wizard in his fifties reminded Grigor, "Grigor, the family leader is asking you a question. Please don't be distracted …"
"Ah, sorry! Uncle Franz! " Grigor shuddered and quickly organized his words. "Allen Harris drove away Dumbledore and defeated The Dark Lord. Now, he can raise a city by himself …" Seeing the family leader's gloomy face, Grigor carefully changed his tone and said, "Maybe we shouldn't confront such a powerful wizard head-on. We should … compromise, at least on the surface, so that they won't target us."
"Family Leader, I have a different opinion. We can never compromise with Harris. Although it seems that no country can fight against England on their own, I think what happened to the Hogwarts today has the opposite effect! " Franz, who had just reminded Grigor, immediately retorted. "We can't rule out the possibility that some people are scared out of their wits by Harris, but it's different now. Many countries must have felt the threat we've been facing in the past few years. If we take the initiative to contact them and jointly impose sanctions to create pressure, I think there's still a chance that Harris will compromise. No matter how strong he is, he can't fight against so many wizards."
"That's right! We don't have to compromise with our enemy Harris directly. The appeasement policy is not in the interest of the Monte Family. "
"The interests of many countries and forces will be affected. We're not the only ones who oppose Harris. As long as we unite the forces of other countries, we don't have to be afraid of Harris at all."
"We've been in Bulgaria for many years. Harris has no influence or power here. Our business is also in Bulgaria and has nothing to do with England. There's no need to sacrifice the family's interests to please Harris. "
For a moment, all the core members in the living room became active, agreeing with Franz's opinion and opposing the heir's opinion.
Grigor could only shrink in his seat in fear and stop talking. He simply listened to the opinions of the family members in silence, but he knew what Franz was thinking. His son Novak was an excellent former heir, but he was killed by Allen Harris when he attacked Allen. Also, Allen had blatantly made it clear to them. Therefore, Novak had been unhappy after he was announced as the heir and liked to criticize him. He was also the leader of the most determined anti- Harris faction in the family.
Franz did think of his son who was killed by Allen. The middle-aged but white-haired male wizard lowered his head and clenched his fists under his wizard robe. He looked at Grigor again and felt that he was an eyesore. "Grigor, don't bring your father Carson's way of surviving in Demstrand to our meeting room … You can't be so timid here. You should …"
"Franz, enough! The heir of the Monte Family is Grigor now! Novak has embraced magic! " Rusef Monte was furious. He looked at his white-haired son and thought of his excellent grandson. He sighed and said, "Novak is dead. You elders should accept this fact first instead of fighting against him. The heir now is Grigor. Your responsibility is to teach him well."
"I'm sorry, father …" Franz lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything. However, he still felt that his nephew in front of him was just like his father, Carson Monte, who only dared to stay in Durmstrand and didn't dare to do anything. He was scared out of his wits by Harris and didn't dare to do anything. Compared to his son, Novak Carl Monte, he was too weak.
"Grigor, don't worry too much … Your uncles have only lost their eyes because of hatred and wealth. However, I think that appeasement policy is indeed not in the interest of the Monte Family. I also don't think that Harris will easily accept our compromise after we've adopted a confrontational attitude for so many years …" Rusef comforted Grigor and then looked at the middle-aged men. "But now that things have come to this, if you continue to adopt a resolute confrontational attitude, do you want the Monte Family to be wiped out? You're already so old, but you're still so stupid? Harris may not be able to fight against the whole world, but it's easy for him to find a few troublemakers to take revenge on before he makes a compromise. When the time comes, the Monte Family will be the best target for him! I remember I told you not to treat everyone as a whole. Have you forgotten me? Even our family isn't united enough. We can't even be of one mind. Do you still expect those countries you've contacted to be willing to stand up for us after Harris compromises? "
The meeting room of the Monte Family became silent under the old patriarch's scolding. Only Francois, who was supported by hatred in his heart, asked carefully, "Father … please forgive us for our stupidity, but what do you mean?"
"Francois, your sister's plan to persuade her husband to join forces with our countries to ban Harris TV can't be stopped. This new media, at least in Bulgaria, has to be in our own hands. This new media is much more influential than magazines and newspapers. If we control it, we'll control the mouthpiece …" Rusef's face was gloomy. "Your plan to contact other countries to fight against Harris can also be carried out, but we don't really want to continue fighting against Harris. We just want to show our strength, which is to let Harris know our ability, but we can't let them focus all their attention on us … Then, we'll contact Harris privately and extend an olive branch to them. This is the best way to get the most benefits for us."
Francois was surprised by his father's plan, but he was not willing to give up. "Father! But if we betray the other countries we've joined forces with this time … "
Rusef continued to scold his son in front of him, "Idiot! As long as Allen Harris is there, Harris is basically invincible. Don't forget, although I still don't fully believe it, there's probably a true God behind him. If other countries join forces, they can fight against them for a while, but I don't see any benefits or real chances of winning from this fight. "
Francois was not convinced. "But father, Harris is also very tough! I don't think they'll easily accept our surrender since we've been giving them trouble. "
"When the time comes, Harris will give them whatever they want, whether it's our property in Bulgaria or land, or even let your sister and brother-in-law cooperate with them in the Ministry of Magic," Rusef said seriously. Rusef said with a serious face. "And the Eye of Vickna. Send it to Alan Harris!"
Hearing this, the middle-aged wizards in the meeting room were shocked. "How can we do that?! This is our family's … "
"Shut up!" Francois' eyes lit up. He said excitedly, "Father, you mean to deal with Allen Harris like our ancestor Harfang dealt with the founder of Demstrand, Nelida Vokanova?"
"I'm very disappointed in you, Francois. This is why I won't give the family to you. You're blinded by hatred … Since there's no benefit in this fight, we should think of ways to turn it into benefits." Rusef looked at his son with disapproval. "This thing has been in our family for nearly a thousand years. Other than killing generations of elites, it has no benefit to us at all. Since we want to compromise and reconcile, we should show our sincerity. By then, we must explain the danger in it. Alan Harris has gone back to the past. No matter whether the goddess behind him is a real god or a fake, at least she is a founder from ancient times. Their understanding of this Vikner artifact is not much worse than yours and mine. It's stupid to offend him to the point of death by giving him a gift …"
"Bang!!!"
With a loud noise, the current patriarch of the Monte Family, Rusef Monte, who was sitting on the sofa, was blown into a cloud of blood mist. Flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
Francois, who was too embarrassed to raise his head, didn't see what happened. His face was still gloomy and frustrated … The other people in the living room hadn't come back to themselves, either, but the broken flesh and internal organs of their family leader had splashed all over the meeting room after he was blown away.
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