War Lord: Rising from the Land of Misfortune
Chapter 833

A Team of One

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"What? You're unwilling?"

"If you're unwilling, there's nothing I can do!"

"To be honest, over all these years, the contributions we mages have made to the Sacred Continent's fight against Dark Creatures have been plain for all to see!"

"And in the past, the duchies and empires have always treated us mages with great respect."

"But Baron Nalant, I don't know whether it is his ignorance that has made him so contemptuous of us mages. That is why he deserves this punishment!"

Seeing that the noble representatives from the Seashell Duchy and Lott Principality were still hesitating, Carlisle immediately let out a cold laugh.

At that moment, Nalant had become the focus of the entire hall.

The nobles all looked toward Nalant, each wearing a different expression.

Some noble representatives did not care in the slightest and merely watched coldly from the sidelines.

Others took pleasure in his misfortune, clearly delighted to see Nalant in such a predicament.

Of course, there were also those worried for Nalant. Stella, Duke Miller, and Bernard were among them.

They even looked ready to rise and speak, especially Stella, whose anxious expression was now fully apparent.

However, Nalant rose to his feet before them.

"Sir Carlisle, you say that I look down on mages. I do not accept that, because whether mages, nobles, or ordinary commoners, we are all human!"

"Therefore, what I disdain is not mages as a profession, but certain individual mages who consider themselves lofty and above all others."

"For example, those who swaggered into my territory, intending to use the authority of the Sacred Magic Academy to force me to hand over the goblins' airship!"

"When I did not meet that demand, certain people publicly punished me with the attitude that they were a cut above everyone else!"

"May I

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