Inside Private Room No. 1 of the Witch's Kitchen on Golden Crown Mountain, the Moon-Ring Witch of the Rose Council found the Brandy Wizard and handed him the documents in her hand.
The Brandy Wizard looked at the documents in disbelief.
He swallowed.
The Moon-Ring Witch said, "After considering the matter from many angles, I believe you are the cream of Golden Crown Mountain's younger generation. That is why I chose you as the best candidate for our Rose Council. I'm entrusting this project to you."
The Brandy Wizard was extremely eager.
"Thank you, my lady. I'll definitely apply for the special-grade funding. Thank you for trusting me."
The Moon-Ring Witch's expression remained impassive, with a smile on her face, but her eyes were cold.
"There's no other way. We can only pick the tallest among the short."
"My original best targets were Zeno and Augustine, but unfortunately, neither of those two wizards was willing to continue negotiating with me. If I praise him a little, even a dead pig might climb a tree. Whatever. It's only a few words."
The Moon-Ring Witch looked at the Brandy Wizard. "There's something I want to know. Your records show that you were involved in the incident two years ago involving a researcher at the Truth Institute being forced to leave. I want to know one thing—is that something you did?"
The smile on the Brandy Wizard's face froze instantly.
"I..."
The Moon-Ring Witch glanced at him. "You don't need to say anything. Since you reacted like that, I know what happened. I don't care about it. At our Rose Council, if you can't even keep an eye on your own data in the laboratory, then you're simply incompetent. You can't blame anyone else."
The Brandy Wizard breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're