662 Attitude

In the meeting room on the top floor of the wizard tower, Octavial, who was sitting in the center, was holding a thick document in her hand, and five phantom-like people were watching her in front of her. The regular meeting of the House of Shadows held has now come to an end.

"The collection of resources on the seventh plane has caused dissatisfaction among the local natives. Appropriate adjustments can be exchanged for stable income..."

"The environment of the resource collection point in the abyss world is abnormal, and the dispatched team has withdrawn..."

"There is currently no progress in the connection with the world of the sea of ​​bones. The ruler of the sea of ​​bones in the western region has resistance to the house of shadows, and needs to be replaced to communicate..."

The important things have been communicated, and Octavier's report on the remaining fixed affairs seems a bit perfunctory. Although Octavier didn't show it, her tone has revealed her impatience.

An old man with yellow pupils on the left side of the table laughed when he noticed Octavil's bad mood. "Okay, okay! Daily affairs are still up to you. There is no need to pile up everything in your hands, otherwise it will affect the improvement of your own strength..."

The opening of the old man with yellow pupils aroused the echo of others, and after Octavial sat there, after confirming that no one raised any objections, he threw the thick document in his hand on the table , Said lightly. "In this case, if you have no other questions, the regular meeting can end."

The old man with yellow pupils laughed again. "Octaville, it is said that a little guy from the fairy world has been in the library for half a month, and the number of books he reads every day has reached more than 2,000. Do you know?"

"I gave him the right to refer to it. It is estimated that you, the old man, have not sent anyone to check it out." Octavier glanced at the other four participants, with a sneer on his face, and smiled. "It's just a trick. It's not like there have been people like this before, so why send people to guard the door so ostentatiously!"

"Oh? Just hide it from me, an old guy, but you all sent people to guard it?" The old man with yellow pupils looked at the person next to him with a surprised expression, and suddenly burst out laughing. "It's not such an exaggeration. Even if he is a Dawn-level wizard, he is not a core member. It would be better to let him develop!"

After saying that, the phantom of the old man with yellow pupils gradually faded, and soon disappeared completely.

The other three phantoms looked at each other, smiled awkwardly after a while, and nodded at Octavier to approve the opinion of the old man with yellow pupils. The phantom suspended in mid-air also quickly faded and disappeared.

And when everyone else withdrew the projection of the main body, the only old woman who didn't leave smiled wryly, chanting dotingly at Octavier. "You, you! It's still so serious, but it's just a dawn wizard from outside. Why expose their purpose in the regular meeting because of such a thing, it's not good..."

Octavial, who was sitting on the chair, remained calm all the time. Following the old woman's opening, she pouted like a little girl. He retorted angrily. "There was a wizard like this before, but do you know where they sent that wizard in the end? They actually sent that person to the abyss world!"

"The abyss world has always been troublesome. I remember that little guy finally came back alive to complete the task." After thinking for a while, the old woman thought of the previous incident, and shook her head following the smile in her eyes Come. "Octavel, this is the headquarters of our House of Shadows. It is also a shelter for every catastrophe. It is not wrong for them to screen core members in this way..."

"But, but... such a cruel screening does not leave one out of ten, and the growth rate of our core members is too slow if this continues, do we have to wait until the invasion comes to regret it?" Okta was very unconvinced Val. Get excited. "There are only so many high-level wizards that can be born in this land, and the elites who don't absorb other planes will have trouble sooner or later!"

"Okay, okay!" The old woman had a doting smile on her face, shook her head and sighed, with a bit of reproach in her tone. "The Great Elder has already spoken, and a few of them have also made concessions. There is no need to cause you to have a quarrel with them because of an outsider. Everyone is thinking about the safety here, and there is no need to deal with it with such a tough attitude. This is not the attitude a person in charge of the venue should have..."

Although she didn't say anything serious, the old woman's tactful reprimand still made Octavier even more depressed. She turned her back and directly lay on the back of the chair and muttered. "You always speak for them, don't I do it for myself!"

"Hey... If you feel unhappy with the daily affairs, you can let go. The improvement of strength is the most basic principle. The most fundamental thing to protect this place is strength. I will talk to them..."

Seeing that Octavier was still so stubborn, the old woman who didn't continue to speak fell into a groan. After a while, seeing Octavier who turned her back was still sulking, she smiled wryly and stopped talking. He shook his head imperceptibly, and as the phantom disappeared, the conference room returned to calm.

Octavial, who was sitting sideways on the chair, was still pouted and her face was full of depression. It was not until she turned around after a long time that she realized that the phantom of the old woman had disappeared, and she was the only one left in the conference room. .

The somewhat dazed Octavial stood up in surprise, followed by stomping her feet resentfully, and stood there with her mouth pursed, waiting for her mood to return to calm.

However, the Shufayou ring on the fingers shone brightly at this time, and she walked to Octavier next to the window in a few steps, making her expression return to indifference, and then opened the Shufayou contact interface. The other party asked directly. "Have all of them left?"

Sandy, the manager of the library with pink skin, gave a respectful answer while saluting. "Reporting to my lord, the three elders have already left."

Octavial, whose expression returned to his usual indifference, immediately issued an order. "Let him come to me when Raymond comes out."

"Obey!" Sandy, who nodded in agreement, raised his head hesitantly, with a hint of sadness on his face. "Master Octavier, Medel's condition is getting worse and worse. He has hardly left his position during this period of time. What do you think should be done?"

"The life limit is approaching, there is no way to do it," sighed, Octavier pursed his lips and thought for a long time before feeling emotional. "Master Medel, if you need anything, just tell me directly..."

Grateful, Sandy nodded immediately and promised, "Okay, Mr. Octavill, I will try to accompany him as much as possible..."

But Octavier, who was standing at the window, didn't want to listen to her other words, and cut off the contact directly, but Octavier, who didn't leave, stared out the window blankly, and his thoughts became a little messy.

And Sandy, who was hiding in a corner of the library and contacted Octavier, was relieved facing the closed magic interface. Although Lord Octavill has always been more reasonable and kind, But it was still difficult for her to bear such pressure as an apprentice wizard facing this big man who was in charge of the entire house of shadows.

After standing still for a while, Sandy went out after she regained her composure, but when she passed a few rows of metal bookshelves, her face became gloomy.

No one in the operating room that sent books to each room was busy. The busy scene before was like a hallucination in her mind!

Sandy rushed in immediately, and immediately saw the foreman who was resting in the corner, beating his legs. The furious Sandy yelled at him. "Is there nothing to do here?"

The foreman in black uniform looked up in astonishment, seeing that it was Sandy, the administrator of the library, but he didn't panic at all, instead he reported with a strange face. "Miss Sandy, there is no need for so many people here anymore. The books selected by the people in the room have become special types, and he has also changed the mode of reading..." (to be continued...)