The moment Erza burst into the top of the Tower of Heaven, Siegrain opened his eyes.
He immediately used his authority to convene a meeting of the councilors.
"Ultear, things have changed. We're moving the plan forward. Get the Magic Council's resolution passed as soon as possible and fire Etherion."
"...All right."
Ultear answered grudgingly. It was rare for Aibo to have enough free time to chat with her all night, and this man had ruined it. Of course she was unhappy.
Still, she also felt relieved. After today, she could finally leave the Magic Council. She had long since grown sick of this rotten place and only wanted to return to Aibo's side.
As for the Magic Council's vote? That was far too easy. She and Jellal already accounted for two votes. Add a mole and a councilor they had bribed beforehand, and they had four. They only needed to persuade one undecided councilor to vote their way. Their chances of success were practically ninety-nine percent.
So nothing unexpected was likely to happen at the Magic Council. Ultear was already prepared to make her getaway.
She was more curious about how Aibo would deal with Jellal. After all, she bore undeniable responsibility for how Jellal had turned out.
Ultear asked Aibo for a live broadcast, but unfortunately, he refused.
Leaving the Magic Council aside for now, the scene returned to the Tower of Heaven.
Erza had changed into an outfit that wasn't armor. She held a katana and wore the sunglasses Aibo had given her. Jellal couldn't see her eyes, nor did he know that she could see every thought running through his head.
*This is a little troublesome. My Thought Projection still needs to stay at the Magic Council. Hopefully, the Three Black Crows can buy me some