"This time, he really has gone too far."
"He was pulling all sorts of little tricks before, and we turned a blind eye..."
"It seems our tolerance really did give him some unwarranted illusions."
Compared with Antonia's fury, the other Grand Mages remained composed.
To them, those tragedies and crises were nothing more than a few lines on paper.
A Grand Mage's power did not come from the support of ordinary people. Still, like wealthy landowners, they could hardly help resenting the abundance of wolves and tigers that forced them to spend money reinforcing the sheep pens.
Someone asked, "Getting rid of Rain is easy, but who will take charge of the Doran Kingdom?"
Antonia said, "With so many Grand Mages on the committee, surely we can choose one or two to replace him?"
"As for the finances..."
"We'll redistribute funds as best we can. We cannot let Rain hold us hostage, or he will only push his luck."
Antonia's voice was cold.
Everyone felt a jolt of alarm. They all knew that this Legendary Mage was truly angry.
"Then... very well!"
"We'll make preparations as quickly as possible."
After weighing the advantages and disadvantages for all sides, the Rotating Commissioners finally began to favor eliminating Rain.
Antonia immediately summoned a guard. "Go and fetch Rain's Lich Phylactery."
"Yes, Your Excellency!"
Soon, an antique-looking treasure box was brought before him.
It looked utterly unremarkable, but in fact, it had been imbued with several higher-tier arcane secrets, and its sturdy material was itself one of the latest achievements in alchemy.
It was the Wizard's life core: the Phylactery that housed the essence of his soul.
Kept inside the Atrelin Mage Tower, it could not be stolen by outsiders. Now that Antonia had taken personal custody of it, its security was absolutely