Round Table Conference and The Storm Is Coming (Please Follow-up Reading)

In an unknown mountain range, inside a castle standing deep in the mountains.

Inside the castle, before a massive round table.

At this moment, dozens of people clad in black robes sat around the table.

"Ke Di is dead. He was the organization's most gifted member, and the one most likely to become a Level Three Wizard Apprentice. Now, he is dead."

The voice came from the Black Robed Man seated at the head of the table, filled with age and lifelessness.

No one spoke. A silent atmosphere enveloped the place.

Until a hoarse voice shattered the silence.

"Dead is dead. Who can avoid death? Even true Wizards cannot escape the threat of death, much less a mere Level 1 Wizard Apprentice."

There seemed to be a trace of mockery in that voice, with the words "Level 1 Wizard Apprentice" especially emphasized.

The voice stirred quite a few people around the table.

Some raised their heads to glance at the speaker before lowering them again, wearing expressions of indifference.

"Mu Lin, I know Ka Er once showed you favor—"

The aged voice at the head of the table spoke again, but before he could finish, he was interrupted.

"Is the founder's name something you can call directly!?"

Mu Lin slammed his hand on the table and rose to his feet, his tone ice-cold.

Having been interrupted, Lai Wan felt a little anger in his heart, but he did not reveal it.

The atmosphere around the table fell silent once more.

Other than Lai Wan and Mu Lin, no one would take the initiative to speak at a time like this.

It was Lai Wan's son who had died, not theirs.

Mu Lin had received Ka Er's favor, not them.

Some of them had already been dissatisfied when Lai Wan suddenly summoned them to convene the Round Table Conference.

Naturally, they would not speak for Lai Wan now, even if he was the current Guild Master of the Black Robe Pathseekers Society.

They were all Level 1 Wizard Apprentices. How much stronger could any one of them really be than the others? Therefore, most of those seated around the table chose to remain aloof.

Seeing this, Mu Lin sat back down with a mocking expression.

Naturally, he knew what the old man was thinking. He wanted nothing more than to start a war with the Golden Lion Family.

An organization like the Black Robe Pathseekers Society was fundamentally different from a family.

A family was united as one, but how could a small Wizard organization like the Black Robe Pathseekers Society possibly be united from top to bottom?

You want us to be the blades you use to avenge your son? Impossible!

Having endured countless hardships to become a Wizard Apprentice, Mu Lin was no fool.

Or rather, no one present was a fool.

It was true that Mu Lin had received Ka Er's favor.

But it was naturally impossible for him to turn against the Golden Lion Family merely because of a past favor.

What kind of people were Wizards? They were a group of selfish individuals.

His purpose in confronting Lai Wan was still for his own sake.

Was the Golden Lion Family really so easy to deal with? If they were, there would not have been this Round Table Conference.

Some of those present had thoughts similar to Mu Lin's, but they had not openly confronted Lai Wan as he had.

The reason was simple. Mu Lin could use Ka Er's favor as his reason for confronting Lai Wan, but they had no such reason.

Could Lai Wan, who had lived for decades, fail to understand what Mu Lin was thinking? Of course not. He saw through it more clearly than anyone.

Thus, under Mu Lin's gaze, he revealed a strange smile.

Mu Lin, whose attention had been fixed on Lai Wan, naturally saw that strange smile, and his heart trembled.

Sure enough, under his puzzled gaze, Lai Wan spoke.

"Since that is the case, regarding the matter of the Golden Lion Family—"

Mu Lin relaxed inwardly, thinking that Lai Wan had given up on targeting the Golden Lion Family.

But Lai Wan abruptly changed his tone.

"Regarding the matter of the Golden Lion Family, we'll follow the old rules. Let's put it to a vote!"

"What?"

As Mu Lin watched one arm after another rise, his heart sank to the bottom.

You fucking old bastard, so you're playing dirty!?

Golden Lion Manor, the family Training Ground.

Two figures clad in silver-white armor collided, golden and blue light intertwining.

The Training Ground echoed with the tremendous clash of sword blades.

After a while, the two sheathed their swords and stopped.

One of them was Chen Mu, while the one with blue currents flowing around him was Aim.

William had already gone to the underground palace to train the Family Hidden Guards.

Those Hidden Guards would also play no small role when the people from the Black Robe Pathseekers Society arrived.

Ever since Earl Arthur learned that Chen Mu had become a Grand Knight, the family meetings had no longer been held without Chen Mu.

Moreover, all the family's resources had been opened to Chen Mu.

However, those resources were of little use to the current Chen Mu.

Because Chen Mu knew very clearly that he had already reached the end of the Knight's Path.

"Young Master, your strength is nothing like that of someone who has just become a Grand Knight. It is more like someone who has tempered themselves on the path of a Grand Knight for many years."

At the Training Ground, Aim spoke in surprise from across from Chen Mu.

Although Chen Mu's strength was weaker than his, it was already greater than that of someone who had only recently become a Grand Knight.

He was one of the few three people who knew Chen Mu had already become a Grand Knight.

Aim was absolutely loyal to the family, and Chen Mu knew that as well.

After all, Earl Arthur had not hidden the news of Chen Mu's breakthrough to Grand Knight from Aim.

What Aim did not know was that Chen Mu had already concealed part of his strength.

If Chen Mu went all out, Aim would probably be even more shocked.

"Perhaps Natural Super Strength has given me some added advantage. I'm still no match for you, Sir Aim."

"By the way, Aim, has anything unusual happened in the family these past few days?"

Chen Mu spoke with a faint smile, then asked Aim a question.

These past few days, Earl Arthur had been leaving early and returning late every day. The family meeting had also only been held once, four or five days ago.

Because Earl Arthur was worried about Chen Mu's safety, Chen Mu had moved into Golden Lion Manor these past few days. The Small Manor where he usually lived was now empty.

"Nothing unusual has happened here at the Manor. There have been some minor disturbances in Far East City, but they've all been dealt with."

When it came to serious matters, Aim's expression became stern again.

In Aim's eyes, Chen Mu was beginning to possess more and more of Earl Arthur's bearing.

"The Storm is Coming."

Chen Mu murmured softly, while Aim stood behind him without saying a word.

Chen Mu had not forgotten that, in all Three Simulations, the great war had broken out this year.

Although the Simulator had not told him the exact time, Chen Mu felt that it would not be far off. The Black Robe Pathseekers Society's counterattack was already close at hand.

This was the first time Chen Mu had faced an entire Wizard organization since coming to this world.

Though it was only a small Wizard organization on a Secondary Continent, he could not let down his guard.

No matter how weak a Wizard organization was, there was one reason it could not be ignored: they were Wizards.

Though they were only Wizard Apprentices, who knew what strange methods they possessed?

After all, in this world, Wizards were synonymous with power.

It would be impossible to say that Chen Mu felt utterly calm without the slightest ripple in his heart.

However, he was not afraid. Instead, he felt an inexplicable excitement and anticipation.

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