Chapter 180: Gathering Opinions

In the center of the ceiling, in the shape of a seven-pointed star, there is a circle of white candles stuck to it. The candles are pointing downward and hanging on the thin candle wick, like golden lantern fruits.

The candle was burned by the heat, melting droplets of translucent wax oil, which slowly rolled along the wick into the firelight, making a slight sizzling sound and casting a soft light.

Several green vines stretch out slender tendrils, like curled claws, clinging to the white candles. The young leaves growing on the tendrils open their arms, sucking hungrily the water radiated from the firelight. The heat wave left mottled black shadows in the soft candlelight below.

Around the oval conference table, the seven members of the Seven Deadly Sins stared silently at the pot of vines in the center of the table, speechless for a moment. There was no other sound in the room except Beelzebub's squeaking while eating.

Friedman couldn't even hear anyone else breathing.

You know, the senses of vampires are very sensitive, but in this room, hidden by these robes and masks, the talent he has always been proud of becomes as dim as candlelight.

The candlelight flickered slightly.

The leaves on the table were like boats, rippling slightly, and the atmosphere in the room was also knocked away a lot. Just when the swaying firelight had not completely stopped, the shadows swayed, and a figure appeared silently next to the vine.

The culprit of the Seven Deadly Sins.

——The old immortal who doesn’t keep his words and is greedy for his position.

The Immortal Seed under the bat mask cursed in his heart while focusing his gaze on the white mask that was as smooth as an egg.

"Good evening, little ones!"

The faceless man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the conference table raised his hand and said hello, with a hint of joy in his voice: "I'm really sorry, I took a nap at night and almost forgot about the meeting... I also saw a black one on the way here. The big dog is blocking the middle of the road, its eyes are pale green... It's a bad year..."

Sir Friedman didn't believe a word of what he said. He was always the last one to arrive at every meeting, and every time he would come up with all kinds of weird reasons.

"We violated the school's curfew late at night, and we're not here to hear your opinions on the puppies." Jazz under the bat mask interrupted in a low voice.

"Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer." The faceless man raised a finger and waved it in front of his face: "Why is it always you...How long will it take for you to learn to respect a little authority?...Silence! "

Jazz groaned and became quiet as he wished.

The others were unaware and looked at the scene silently. Only Beelzebub's eating sound was lowered to show respect for the sinner.

"There are a few small things that I need to communicate with you today." The sinner wearing a white mask continued to say in a cheerful tone: "Of course, as a short notice and as compensation for disturbing everyone's rest, I will receive an 'opinion' tonight …”

As he spoke, a blank piece of parchment suddenly appeared in front of each of the seven 'devils' around the conference table, with a white quill suspended on the paper.

This was such an unexpected surprise that Friedman's eyebrows raised slightly under his mask.

Unlike other societies, the members of the Seven Deadly Sins do not know each other's identities. On the one hand, this ancient and inefficient organizational model maintains the privacy of its members very well. Even if they trade wizard corpses within the society, it will not attract investigation by the school or the Trident Sword; but on the other hand, this kind of mutual interaction In a state of caution, the centripetal force of the community is very weak.

For example, if a member of the society asks the organization for help, and Sir Friedman, as 'Lucifer', wants to help, he will use 3A (he is still the chairman of the society) or any power of the Cullen family to help , it is easy to reveal one's identity. Even if he didn't use any power around him and just took action himself, it would be difficult to cover up all the clues.

In this case, a sufficiently ‘objective’ and ‘fair’ referee is very important. This is one of the reasons why this position was born in the first place.

In addition to convening meetings and supervising the internal "transactions" of the society, one of the most important duties of the sinner is to collect requests from members - within the Seven Deadly Sins, such requests are called "opinions".

These collected 'opinions' will be the responsibility of the sinner and handed over to a third party - such as the divine will, the Wandering Bar, a hunting group in the new world, or even the withered land where lichs gather, etc. - by Those with high credibility are completed by third parties. Correspondingly, Seven Deadly Sins will also receive equivalent tasks delivered by third parties.

For example, most recently, Wandering Bar completed seven tasks of the Seven Deadly Sins, and the Seven Deadly Sins provided Wandering Bar with the whereabouts of professors in the school within a month.

Because the time was close, Friedman remembered clearly that this was a very simple task. He only needed to go around the office building from time to time and chat with professors in the name of competing for Augustus to confirm. Are the professors on campus?

It was none of his business what the wandering wizard wanted to know about the professors.

Given that it is not easy to collect 'opinions' and complete a 'deal' every time, unless the seven devils make requests at the same time, the sinner will rarely cause trouble for himself.

Therefore, Friedman couldn't help but be surprised when he heard that the masked criminal took the initiative to collect "opinions" this time.

He was not the only one surprised.

"mia...mia, huh?" Beelzebub, who had been immersed in the cake, raised his head, revealing his dirty pig mask, and his two ears as big as cattails swayed back and forth. There was a bit of vigilance in his voice: "What are you doing today? So proactive? ...Is there some weird order for you outside?"

Guilt turned the smooth mask into a pig-headed one.

Although he had no expression, everyone could feel that he seemed to be laughing.

"Sensitive guy, it doesn't match your mask." He tsked twice and shook his head: "There are no troubles outside for the time being... I just foresee that there may be some accidents in the school in the future, so make some arrangements in advance."

——Have high divination skills, or know a powerful divination master?

Friedman made a mental note, but at the same time he sighed in frustration. From the first day he entered the Seven Deadly Sins, he tried to profile the other six devils and the sinner, but so far, everyone behaved like an ordinary wizard, even if individual characteristics were occasionally recorded. , but soon contradictory conditions will appear, leaving people scratching their heads.

In fact, he had long given up guessing the identities of these people, and the idea just now was just a subconscious reaction.

In response, the immortal who had served as the vice president of the Alpha Student Union could only try his best to hide himself deeper and appear more public.