Warhammer Wizard

"This is the list of members of the Netzer supervision team."

Gneus was already prepared, and immediately took out a document and handed it over, and said: "I have sent a messenger to inform each member that the supervision team will be officially established at the Lotus Palace the day after tomorrow, and there will be a simple listing ceremony. Everyone will be there. The Nether elders have also prepared the ledger, we have fifteen days to review, and if there are no problems, we will report the results to the Supreme Council."

Ren nodded and flipped through the list carefully.

Unsurprisingly, the few Holy Soul Wizards who did not have students, towers and floating cities gave up this right, and did not send their own representatives, so there were only seven people on the list, including themselves.

With the consul as the team leader, there are eight members of the entire supervision team.

Gnieus carefully collected the information of the other six members.

Ren saw a few acquaintances.

Andro, the wizard of all spirits, he is the most proud student of the Duke of Silver Star, probably not one of them. When he raided Madroth a few years ago, Andro was a fifteenth-level wizard, and he was impressed by summoning a large army of murlocs.

Shortly after returning from Madros, Andro was promoted to the sixteenth level and became a legendary high-level wizard.

Dean Sabra sent Sidney Rickman, who is a teacher at Bluwarts College, a nineteenth-level dark magician, second only to the dean in strength, and the second opportunity for Bluwarts to be promoted The legendary wizard of the Holy Spirit.

Ren had a cold face with long hair in his mind.

He met Sidney a few times during the Wizarding Exchange.

Sidney gave the impression of being taciturn and unsmiling, always wearing a loose black robe, as if there were many shameful things hidden under the black robe. He was like a dark wizard, exuding an icy aura all over his body, which made the students of the academy very frightened, and secretly gave him the nickname "Viper".

The other teachers in the academy did not dare to contact Sidney, but Dean Sabra trusted Sidney very much and appointed him as the vice dean, giving him extremely high courtesy.

The Eye of the Soul watched Sidney.

This notorious dark magician actually has a sincere heart and loves students very much, but he is not good at expressing people misunderstandings. He is cold outside and hot inside. He is definitely a good person worth making friends.

Sidney's achievements in alchemy are extremely high, and he was awarded the title of sage by the Imperial Alchemy Association.

This is one level higher than the alchemy master. There are less than twenty alchemy sages in the entire empire, and only those who have made a high enough contribution to alchemy are eligible to be awarded.

The Storm Queen dispatched one of her students, whose name was "Alamanther". Ren had heard of this nineteenth-level arcanist, and it was said that Alamance's magical talent was extremely amazing, even comparable to that of the Duke of Redstone. Before his own appearance, Alamanther was the strongest of this generation of young wizards.

Alamance, who is in his early forties this year, is already attacking the Holy Soul Wizard.

Such a genius, the Queen of Storms naturally cherishes her very much. She provides all the resources for her cultivation and responds to her needs. She never lets Alamance go out to take risks.

Ren was surprised that the Queen of Storms was willing to let her beloved student and concubine come out?

Andro, Sidney, and Alamanther.

Don't worry about the positions of these three people, they are all their own hard-core allies.

Their teachers or deans belonged to the Modu faction, and the teachers must have warned them that they would never let them mess up, and they had to obey their own wishes.

As a result, I have four votes in my supervisory group.

Archon Gneus is also his own. Even if he can't be too obvious, he can control the supervision team with a slightly biased stance.

Ren glanced at the list again.

The people sent by the Duke of Redstone are no strangers. His student, the legendary psionicist Winslow, first met in Silver Star Academy, and was promoted to the legendary high rank last year. The great sage Congerard also sent another alchemy sage, Kelana, an eighteenth-level female elementalist.

Needless to say, the positions of these two are the same, and they are on opposite sides, but it is no longer important.

The supervision team are all my people, what are you fighting me for?

Ren sneered.

He looked at the last person on the list and asked, "Your Excellency Archon, are you familiar with this Master 'Otiluk'?"

Otiluk is the representative of Master Tim Kenan. Like other members of the "Eight Leaves" organization that manages the floating city of Flanes, he is also a famous legendary wizard who has invented many "force fields" and "Orb" series of spells and named after themselves.

Otiluk is a nineteenth-level arcanist. He has been attacking the Holy Soul Wizard for many years, but he has not succeeded.

However, what Ren asked about was not Otiluk's strength and reputation, but the opponent's position. The wizards who believe in the idea of ​​the balance school are all a bunch of scumbags, and they like to jump around repeatedly. Even if Otiluk's vote does not affect the overall situation, he must be prevented.

Gneus was elected by Master Tim Kenan, so he knew more about the situation of the Floating City of Flanes.

He considered for a few seconds, and said, "Otiluk is different from the rest of Yaba, he is very keen on politics. The Duke also trusts Otiluk and handed over the day-to-day management of Flannes to the He has always done well.”

If you are interested in politics, this is not good news.

Generally, such people have their own ideas and are accustomed to using the power in their hands to exchange benefits for themselves.

Ren frowned and asked again, "Will he agree with us?"

"I'm not sure." Gneus shook his head, "According to the balance theory of the Duke, everything is in balance. In order to maintain this balance, you can change your behavior at any time. In fact, there is no position, and the Duke will not force Europe. Whatever promises Tiluk promises, let him adapt accordingly."

Ren couldn't help but scolded, "A bunch of shitposters."

The faces of the cabinet ministers next to him were very strange, and they were vaguely disgusted.

They have dealt with the people of Flanes. There are a group of members in the Imperial Council who are vassals of Master Tim Kennan, and they all believe in the theory of balance. These people often make troubles in many things, one day one day, another one tomorrow, and sometimes they can change positions several times a day, which makes people headache and disgusting.

The **** stick is a very apt metaphor.

Gyneus also held back a smile, Ren can scold the Flannes wizards in an open and honest manner, but they don't have the courage, they can only enjoy themselves in their hearts at ordinary times.

And if he wants to secure the throne of the consul, he cannot do without the support of Flannes.

"Speaker Rennes," Gneus said with a smile: "It doesn't really matter what position Oteluk is in. There are five of us in the supervision team, and he has no room to toss." After a pause, he added: "As far as I know , Otiluke is not small, and he may have ideas about the position of consul, Ren, you have to pay attention."

Before Ren's response, someone was surprised.

The Minister of the Interior, Amber Hurd, said, "He is a legendary pinnacle wizard and has the opportunity to be promoted to the Holy Spirit. Why did he come to this mess?"

In his eyes, the position of the consul is inferior to that of the Holy Soul Wizard.

In fact, the vast majority of people in the empire hold the same view. The consuls are held once every ten years, with a maximum of four, while the Holy Soul Wizard of the Supreme Council is a lifelong, powerful and detached status, and does not need to manage common affairs. Being a consul is much better.

Chief of Staff Duberstein also gave a rare nod, agreeing with Ambra's point of view.

But others disagreed.

"Baron Hurd is still too young." Ashley, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, chuckled, "If the Holy Soul Wizard wants to break through, he can succeed. The Empire will not have only twelve Holy Soul Wizards now. Master Ottiluk is indeed There is a chance to be promoted to Holy Soul, but with his age, it is actually impossible."

The human soul will begin to decay when it reaches a certain age, and the same is true of the legendary superhuman, but this stage is postponed to about 400 years old.

After the age of 400, the transformation of the soul becomes more and more difficult and more dangerous.

It's not that there is no chance at all, it's just that with the increase of age after the age of 400, the possibility of success is getting lower and lower.

Dean Sabra, who had just been promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard, was only over three hundred years old.

Old legendary wizards may not lose their strength, and even after studying magic for a long time, their strength is getting stronger and stronger, but the probability of being promoted to the Holy Spirit will drop off a cliff.

As we all know, Ottiluk is over 800 years old, and even if some life-extending methods are used, he will die within two hundred years at most.

This is the inside story that only extraordinary people above the legendary level know.

Amber's talent was mediocre, he was only a mid-level warlock, and the chief of staff, Duberstein, was not much better, and he only became a high-level ranger in his fifties. Neither of them had the chance to become a legend. The Holy Soul was out of reach for them, and they had no personal experience or even a concept of the difficulty of breaking through the Holy Rank.

Everyone else present is a legendary powerhouse, so it goes without saying that they understand.

Ashley only said that Amber is young, which is already very euphemistic. In fact, it means that his strength is low and he does not understand things that only legendary powerhouses know.

Amber looked a little embarrassed: "Thank you, Madam, for clarifying the confusion."

Duberstein was secretly glad he didn't ask questions, or else he would be embarrassed, and at the same time gloated over what happened to Amber.

Ren's eyes swept over the two of them calmly, and turned the topic back, "Master Ottiluk is competing for the position of consul, he wants to leave his trace in the history of the empire?"

"It should be." Gnieus smiled, "He has no hope of achieving higher achievements in magic, so he is ready to switch to politics."

Ren nodded cautiously.

Utiluk used his identity as a member of the supervisory team to make an appearance in Northrael, paving the way for future elections, which happened to collide with his own plan.

With his fame and connections, he is definitely his strongest competitor.

The incumbent consul of Gneus was originally a great advantage for him, but Master Tim Kenan would definitely support Otiluk with all his strength and put pressure on Gneus. With Gneus as a person, he will definitely not help each other or both.

This is equivalent to erasing the assistance of the incumbent consul, which greatly increases the difficulty.

"It's difficult!"

Ren sighed.

Fortunately, there are still five years left for Gnieus' term of office, plus the next ten years, he still has fifteen years to prepare, so he is not in a hurry.

Guessing Ren's thoughts, Gneus and the others remained silent.

There was silence on the terrace.

"Ren," Gneus broke the silence and asked, "What are your thoughts on the account review of the Nether Supervision Group?"

The decision of the Supreme Council, the supervision work is led by the consul, but he now counts on Anse Verdas to support his re-election, so everything depends on Rennes.

"Since it's an account check, of course we have to check if they have fabricated false accounts." Ren replied as a matter of course.

Everyone looked at each other.

Listening to Ren's meaning, he really wanted to investigate the false accounts of Nether Floating City.

If this were changed a month ago, everyone would have thought that Ren was a lunatic. Now that Master Ogulevi is missing, it is unimaginable that Nether has been reduced to this level.

As for whether Netser made false accounts, no need to ask, there must be.

There are more than 2,000 wizards in Nether, and the resident population in the floating city exceeds 200,000. Each of them has millions of funds, even tens of millions of gold shields. I don’t know how many people are making profits. The problem is simply too easy.

Gneus pondered for a while, "If a false account is found, then what?"

"Take this as a reason to launch an attack, dismiss their accounts, rectify within a time limit, and find out the flow of the golden shield. If there is still a problem, directly deprive the Nether elders of the management of the floating city." Ren had a plan long ago and said without hesitation.

Except for Gneus, everyone else took a deep breath.

This is the enemy of the wizards in the entire Nether floating city!

There are more than 2,000 Nether wizards, all of whom are the students of the Nether elders, the students of the students, and even the students of the students of the students. They have been passed down from generation to generation.

Deprived of the rights of the elders, Nether wizard will never agree.

"Ren, won't this be too radical?" Gnaeus has been in Northrael all the year round, and he knows very well how arrogant the Nether wizards are.

Nether wizards are actually the ruling class of the imperial capital, and Ren's actions will cause strong opposition.

"What are you afraid of?"

Ren looked calm, "Could the wizards of Nether dare to resist violently? Without the Holy Soul wizards, they are crispy skins that anyone can knead. Besides, we have the support of the Supreme Council, even if their number is doubled, it will not be able to be doubled. What a storm."

Gyneus smiled wryly.

Several cabinet ministers were also frightened by Ren's audacity. They wanted to say that you are powerful, you are known as the number one person below the Holy Spirit, and you have killed Elder Nether. Of course they are not afraid, but we are!

Ren guessed their thoughts and reassured him: "Of course, I don't mean to make trouble with Nether wizards. Auditing is not an end, it's just a means. My real purpose is to let the Nether elders understand that there is no way out for the Duke of Redstone. "

Mentioning the Duke of Redstone, he sneered.

Then he continued: "I don't want to control Nether, as long as they keep a distance from the Duke of Redstone and are independent."

Gnieus frowned and pondered: "With the origin of Elder Nether and Duke of Redstone, it may be difficult for them to cut their relationship."

Several of his henchmen thought so too.

Ren was confident, "Neither elders are not monolithic. What we need to do is to win over some, suppress some, and divide some. After a few rounds, someone will definitely be willing to cooperate with us. As for how to distinguish the position of the elders of Nesser, we will communicate with you. Just give it to me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Everyone's eyes light up.

Ren's words expressed the essence of political struggle, and he didn't dare to underestimate Ren because of his age, and kept it in his heart silently.

Ashley's eyes rolled around, and she said with admiration: "Lord Earl came prepared."

A twenty-five-year-old young man, who was less than a fraction of his own age, dared to attack the Nether Floating City, which had suppressed the empire for thousands of years, and decided the fate of more than 2,000 wizards in a few words. While she was amazed, she was also deeply fascinated, and she couldn't resist the ripples in her heart.

The Eye of Soul saw that Ashley's heart was slowly turning green.

Ren pretended not to know, nodded and said, "This is natural."

Gnieus finally felt relieved, Ren was not the kind of young man who acted recklessly with his strength, so he got up and said, "I understand, I will cooperate with you when the time comes."

After the discussion was over, Ren said goodbye.

Gnieus and a few henchmen sent Ren downstairs and watched him get on the carriage and drive out of the Palace of the Netherlands under the **** of Ultramarines.

It wasn't until the carriage was gone that Gneus turned his head and sighed, "Have you seen it? This is the real hero."

The five of them all nodded in unison, with different thoughts.

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