Su Shijun sat in the high-backed chair that belonged to mbers of the Upper House.
One hand supporting her chin.
The other hand playing with a feather pen.
Looking lazily at those noisy, red-faced high-level wizards below the stage, she was completely indifferent to the fact that this chaos stemd from the ergency high-level wizard eting she convened at the last minute.
More accurately, the chaos in the venue stemd from the topic she threw out after the eting began—whether the Moon Council should apply to the Alliance for a dinsional convergence experint—which was equivalent to admitting that they wanted to develop a Forbidden Curse belonging to the Moon Council.
If, like the Dark Blue Castle experint with dinsional fluctuations in secret, it was sowhat maintaining the face of the Alliance, then openly proposing a ’Forbidden Curse Developnt Plan’ directly challenged the Alliance’s "Forbidden Curse Non-proliferation Treaty" and a series of related laws. So as soon as she threw out this topic, it imdiately set off an uproar in the venue.
There were certainly many opponents, but there was no shortage of supporters either.
Both sides were arguing back and forth. The initiator of the eting hadn’t even had a chance to elaborate on the excuse she racked her brains to co up with, but everyone was already arguing so enthusiastically, saving her a lot of breath.
Su Shijun naturally was happy to see this.
"Why are we here?"
The Duke Milton, sitting beside the witch, after a long period of confusion, finally couldn’t restrain his curiosity, and quietly asked the eting’s initiator: "Or rather, why are we convening such a eting?"
Whether the Moon Council should develop Forbidden Curses, whether they have the capability to develop them, whether they may possess them, are old topics in the wizard world public opinion field. Every year, several people raise their arms high, and several articles severely refute them, but overall they are full of clichés, lacking in innovation.
Therefore, Milton could not understand why this eting was being deliberately convened today.
"Calling an ergency eting is the basic right of every Upper House mber," Su Shijun said succinctly.
"But look at the venue..."
The Duke Milton pointed below the stage—though he was very enamored with Su Daxu, he knew the importance of public and private affairs and would never abuse the power of an Upper House mber without justification—his expression growing more confused: "Chaos, noise, a polluted atmosphere... discussing views we were familiar with ten years ago, what’s the point of such a eting?"
The point is to tell everyone in the Alliance that the Moon Council is holding a eting today, Su Shijun answered in her heart, glanced at the Duke of Karen’s family, then suddenly changed tone: "...Hasn’t your Dark Council been eting recently?"
This question caught Milton off guard.
He instinctively glanced at Gongsun Bing sitting in the first seat on the other side.
Gongsun Bing’s face was livid—of course, for zombies, a livid complexion is very healthy and normal—with a blank expression, but his abrupt voice echoed in the ears of several Upper House mbers, very serious: "Whatever happens at the school has nothing to do with the Dark Council or the Moon Council."
Milton finally sowhat grasped the situation.
"Did sothing happen at the school?" He blinked his eyes toward Su Shijun.
"This question has nothing to do with today’s eting."
The witch adeptly applied double-standard rhetoric, simultaneously mocking the Duke’s sluggishness: "Hippocrates once said, a doctor who doesn’t understand astrology isn’t qualified to call themselves a doctor. I think this quote is quite reasonable... an Upper House mber who doesn’t understand astrology isn’t qualified to call themselves an Upper House mber. You’ve been eting for so long, and you only just realized it might be related to the school is simply the entire Moon Council’s disgrace. If Professor Moriarty intends to make the Moon Council take the fall, with your performance, we might beco the target of attack for the entire Alliance tomorrow."
The ’Professor Moriarty’ she ntioned is a notorious Black Wizard in the wizard world, who previously served as a logician professor at Miskatonic University, but reportedly disappeared during a duel with Mr. Hols, and hasn’t been seen for a long ti.
"Alright, Miss Hols... You’re pinpointing an incorrect target at the right ti." Milton raised his hands, half-jokingly: "Of course, I an the ’incorrect target’ is not that young student at Jiuyou Academy, I an, I can swear, I have no plan targeting the school or any other targets!"
In Su Shijun’s eyes, any oath not sworn by surna and family honor is bullshit.
"Do you know what I like about young students?"
The witch was always adept at finding and striking the opponent’s vulnerabilities: "When he’s as confused as you, he never conceals his ignorance. He can find the nourishing growth from every test he undergoes, every adventure, every puzzle, absorbing knowledge and truth scattered throughout the campus like a sponge..."
"Everyone has their own focus and pursuit." The Duke Milton’s face was gray, once again defending himself, though weakly: "Just like the Wandering Wizard dedicates the Wandering Bar as his career..."
This ti, before Su Shijun could speak up, William Tabbot’s schadenfreude laughter rang out: "No Big Wizard would ever make a bar their career..."
The debate below the stage suddenly grew louder, interrupting the conversation among several Upper House mbers.
Including Su Shijun, the five Upper House mbers all looked downward, only to see an old wizard, short and fat like a ball, brandishing a thin and long staff, his face flushed, loudly reprimanding several young councillors opposite him.
The witch recognized him as an Elder of the Black family.
"...Not developing Forbidden Curses is our commitnt to the Alliance!" The old wizard might have used a loud curse, his voice resonating throughout the hall: "It’s also our consistent choice! This choice has allowed the Moon Council to develop steadily within the Alliance, so we should stick to this correct choice! Every one of you present should adhere to the correct stance! What benefits the Moon Council, and what is re grandstanding..."
Upon uttering that word, he imdiately offended a large group of young councillors supporting the developnt of Forbidden Curses, causing an uproar, faintly accompanied by a glow of spells floating in the crowd, suggesting that a full-scale conflict might erupt in the venue at any mont.
This was not Su Shijun’s original intention in convening the eting.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
She was forced to strike the gavel, slightly controlling the situation’s developnt.
"If you just wanted everyone to have a eting, you should have chosen a more stable the." Silent Souls’ gentle voice sounded in the witch’s ear: "Every discussion about Forbidden Curses will further disorder the Moon Council internally, and chaos will weaken us, it will dilute our energy, undermine our power, and hinder our exploration of truth..."
"What is truth?"
Su Shijun looked deeply at Silent Souls, asking a big question, then offering an inexplicable answer: "That which transcends logic yet still exists is truth... I convened this eting, hoping to better explore this truth in the future."
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