Magic Council Era...
"Esteemed councilors! The reason I gathered everyone here—I'm sure you all understand what it is..."
"As for the candidates for the new Ten Wizard Saints, I hope we can settle on them before the end of the year!"
The chairman of the Magic Council, a plump, sleazy-looking middle-aged man, spoke to the gathered councilors before him.
"Candidates for the Ten Wizard Saints..."
At once, the councilors below began to struggle with the matter.
"Same as usual—everyone can name the candidates they recommend, and then we'll vote to confirm whether they qualify!"
The chairman of the Magic Council yawned. To be honest, the reason he wanted to settle this now was because he was afraid of being forced to work overtime during the New Year.
This old geezer had already booked himself a leisurely year-end break...
"Does anyone have a suitable recommendation? If not, we'll do as usual this year—leave the slots vacant and discuss it again next year..."
As he spoke, the Magic Council chairman was preparing to postpone the selection of the Ten Wizard Saints. After all, the Ten Wizard Saints were not selected every year. Even if only one was chosen every three or five years, it did not matter...
Besides, the reason they were called the Ten Wizard Saints was that there were only ten slots. Once all the slots were filled, no further selections would be held.
And the reason this selection gave the chairman of the Magic Council such a headache was that there were currently far too many vacant positions among the Ten Wizard Saints.
"Me! I have a candidate!"
At that moment, Yajima raised his hand.
"Tch~"
The chairman of the Magic Council looked at the hand-raising Yajima with a trace of displeasure. A meeting that had been about to