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Thinking about this, they also realized that the Magic Association had been taking advantage of the situation during this time...
Those guys are damned!
Magicians are inherently a profit-driven group.
Now, because of Arcueid, they have all suffered losses to varying degrees. Although they were upset before, they regarded Arcueid as a natural disaster.
Arcueid destroyed the house, but we just assumed it was blown away by a tornado.
What else could happen?
But if the Magic Association is behind this... then Tornado is innocent!
Arcueid is a natural disaster, but your Mage's Association is not!
This immediately energized the magicians of Europe.
Their fists are hardened, their backs are straightened—unity is essential!
Then go cause trouble for the Magic Association!
.....three..
61. Captain: Roland is among them!
"It's over, it's over."
After receiving the news, the Magic Association also obtained the images on the screen. They even managed to watch the replay using special techniques, even those they hadn't seen before.
After seeing these things, they felt sad.
"Now that our manipulation of Bai Ji has been discovered, and we just took advantage of the chaos to rob those magic families, they will definitely unite to attack us!"
"Damn it! This must be a conspiracy by the Far East Magic Association!"
After a brief silence, the entire meeting room erupted into noise, only quieting down when the elderly man in the main seat cleared his throat and turned his attention back to the meeting.
"You're all too hasty. The current situation is indeed unfavorable to us, but there's no need to panic to this extent. In the end, after we take advantage of the chaos this time, those magic families will be dissatisfied with the association. Even if it wasn't because of the White Princess incident, they will definitely find other reasons to unite and cause trouble for us after things have stabilized in Europe."
"Similar things have happened before, so let's just do it the same way as before."
Hearing the old man's words, the others calmed down again.
"Indeed... in the end, what the association and the aristocratic families have been doing has always been an exchange of interests."
"Yes, the association needs the tangible benefits it has gained by taking advantage of the chaos, while the aristocratic families need the association to open up new avenues for advancement for them. What they want is status and power!"
They're not stupid; they were just caught off guard by this sudden problem. They're still a bit young, which is why they panicked.
Now that they've calmed down, they've realized what happened.
"However, opening up new promotion channels... Although Atlas Academy and the Wandering Sea are nominally still the Mage's Association, their actual communication with our headquarters is practically zero. The people in those two places are lunatics—one side is a lunatic who thinks about the destruction of the world every day, and the other side is a lunatic who only thinks about the magic of the Age of Gods..."
"But the Clock Tower's twelve monarchs are already full!"
If we're talking about opening up new promotion opportunities, it certainly doesn't mean allowing newcomers to be promoted to the association headquarters.
Since the top management of the association headquarters has always been run by these few family factions, it's not feasible for some of these family factions to break up in order to make room for others.
"I told you, don't rush."
The plan to divert the trouble eastward was first proposed, and the commotion had just been stopped when the old man, who had been sitting in the main seat, spoke up again with a smile.
"The Clock Tower, the Atlas Institute, the Wandering Sea—the Mage's Association may seem to be divided into three parts now, but it wasn't always like this—if it could go from one to three, why can't it go from four now?"
"There is indeed no room in the Clock Tower, but there is the newly arrived Far East Magic Association, isn't there?"
"There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests—their purpose is clear from their actions; they want to recruit more magicians. So let's satisfy them. After all, there are still quite a few self-proclaimed powerful families here who want to advance further. Let's introduce them to those young people in the Far East, and how they compete and fight is none of our business."
"So, I don't need to teach you exactly how to do it step by step, do I?"
The old man said this, while the other members of the meeting waved their hands to indicate that they could do it.
They were clearly at a disadvantage just now, looking like they were about to be finished.
But now the meeting has stabilized, and everyone has returned to their usual elegant and composed demeanor.
After that, things were quite simple.
After a proper discussion, the relevant matters were arranged.
After the meeting ended, everyone left with smiles on their faces, but the old man remained seated in the main seat, quietly drinking tea.
The conference room door closed, and then faint whispers could be heard from outside.
"The Speaker is truly remarkable. Every time, he elegantly proposes a solution to the problem. I can't imagine what we would do in similar situations without him."
"Who can argue with that! Look, with this round of planning by the Speaker, the conflict has been shifted, the problem has been solved, and he even managed to outmaneuver the Far East Magic Association. He's amazing!"
"Indeed, when nothing major had happened, the Speaker was always smiling and didn't express his opinions much in meetings. I thought the Speaker was getting old, but now I see that the Speaker is indeed the Speaker!"
"I will follow the Speaker forever!"
Upon hearing these words, the speaker, sitting in the conference room, smiled even more broadly.
After he finished his tea, he slowly stood up and left the conference room.
As he moved, his shadow on the ground seemed to distort slightly.
For a fleeting moment, the shadow that was originally that of an old man seemed to twist into the shadow of a young man wearing a crown, before returning to its original form in the next instant.
If members of the divine group familiar with Roland had noticed the distortion just now, they might have recognized it.
The shadow wearing a crown from before
—It's Roland's Replica Puppet!
"White Princess Arcueid, that girl is a real monster."
Rin Tohsaka had already switched to Ishtar, and then she looked in the direction from which Shirahime was approaching and sighed...
"However... if I stand with you, then even such a monster wouldn't bother me."
At this moment, Ishtar turned her attention to those around her.
Roland goes without saying, and Medea's Mecha God is starting to take shape; at least she can use a pseudo-Mecha God.
Aoko is no slouch when it comes to destructive power.
Orange and Pearl, together with Medea, are setting up various magical formations around the temple they built.
Ilya and Hercules stood in front of the neatly lined-up android maids. Hercules followed behind Ilya, while Ilya herself stood with her hands on her hips, her white hair flowing freely, saying something to the group of android maids.
These androids each wield a standardized ceremonial armor resembling a halberd, and are also dressed in special defensive ceremonial armor. They are all androids capable of fighting monsters individually.
Before Hyakume and Ryougi Shiki, Roland spoke to them about something, and then the two of them disappeared. Although no one knew where they went, Roland must have had some other plans for them.
Sajō Aika, Luvia, and Sakura are standing together. If they encounter an enemy, this new member who seems a bit off will probably also step in.
Finally, and most importantly, her mother, Tiamat, sat in a slightly elevated position, innocently swinging her legs and waiting silently.
Ishtar had absolute faith in her mother.
Even if Bai Ji is somewhat special, she has absolutely no chance of winning against her mother!
"How could I not feel at ease with a team like this?"
She sighed over there, while Roland silently walked to her side.
"Stop sighing, they're coming."
As Roland spoke, Arcueid rushed over at an incredible speed from afar, followed closely by Blackwing, the sixteenth of the twenty-seven Dead Apostles, and Melian Solomon, the twentieth.
Behind them was the Mage's Association's punitive force.
After Arcueid got close enough to stare at Roland, she suddenly stopped. Blackwing Duke and Melian were a little surprised by their princess's reaction.
However, the captain of the punitive expedition team came over at this moment.
Because Roland cut off contact between the association and him, he was completely unaware that the current situation was being broadcast live.
This allowed him to approach Arcueid and the others openly, and then, whether intentionally or accidentally, he pointed at Roland and spoke in a voice that everyone could hear.
"It's them! We have intelligence that Roland is among them!"
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62. Arcueid: He asked you if you would be Earth UO
"Are you really there?"
Seeing that Arcueid hadn't made a move yet, the magician took the initiative to come over and speak without any manners. Even the usually indifferent Blackwing Duke glanced at the captain with his cold eyes and questioned him.
Mei Lian added with a smile.
"I told you, we won't be happy if you use Her Highness the Princess as a pawn."
Mei Lian smiled gently, but for some reason, the magicians in the expeditionary force felt a chill.
However, since things had already come to this point, the captain could only stick to his previous statement.
"Yes, we did receive such intelligence."
His own performance was commendable, but after Mei Lian and Black Wing glanced briefly at the reactions of the members of the punitive expedition behind him, they knew that the so-called intelligence was a lie.