Chapter 540

Ren stood outside the projection circle, his figure did not enter the projection range, but he could see everything clearly.

After Dean Sabra sat down, one figure after another appeared.

They sat on the high-backed chairs on both sides of the long table one by one, facing each other across the table, and kept a distance from the people on both sides. The light and shadow projected by the spell constituted their appearance, and they could not sense the real breath. .

But in this fictional supreme palace, the atmosphere was so solemn that Ren didn't dare to make any mistakes.

He held his breath and watched the wizards seated.

The main seat at the end of the long table was still empty, and the first person on the left was his teacher, Anse Woldas.

At this moment, the teacher with white beard and hair still had a calm face, and there was no clue.

Sitting opposite the teacher was a big bald head with a neat black beard. He looked about forty years old. He was wearing a thick velvet-like black magic robe. Eyes, reminiscent of eagles, seem to be able to see through any reality.

Ren had seen his portrait and recognized him immediately.

The owner of the Floating City of Flanaiss - Master Tim Kenan.

One of the three giants of the empire also has his own fiefdom, which is the city of Rompus where Flanis is located, so he has an official title of "Duke of Gray Eagle", but people are used to calling him Master Kenan.

On the right hand side of Master Kenan is a male.

The first impression he gave people was that there were twelve gemstones floating above his head, of different colors, only half the size of a fist, emitting colorful rays of light.

His appearance is a bit weird, his skin is not like ordinary people, reflecting a metallic luster, his facial features seem to be carved out, and his age cannot be judged. Although his eyes are agile, Ren always feels that these are a pair of gems rather than eyes, which lack some vitality. people angry.

But Ren didn't dare to underestimate him at all. This robot-like wizard is the greatest alchemist in the empire, the Great Sage Congerald of the Alchemy Association!

Opposite the great sage is also an old man with white beard and hair.

At first glance, he is somewhat similar to his teacher, Anse Wodos, with long white hair and beard hanging down, neatly combed and meticulously dressed in a well-fitting white simple robe. With bottomless wisdom.

Ren's eyes lit up when he saw him.

Master Oroin!

As a battle wizard, he has long admired Master Oroin, the founder of the Battle School. Unfortunately, the master's whereabouts are secretive, and he finally saw him today.

The three on the left of Master Oroin are Prophet Medifer, Storm Queen Xingbu and Silver Star Duke.

Ryan has seen them all.

However, when he saw the Storm Queen and the Silver Star Duke sitting next to each other, he suddenly realized something. The temperament of the two female holy soul wizards is too similar, and their appearance is also five points similar, except that one has long silver hair and the other has curly black hair, so I didn't think of it for a while.

The first time the two appeared, they greeted each other, and it was obvious that they had a close relationship.

They are sisters!

Ren suddenly realized that it was no wonder that when he saw the Queen of Storms in Jubile Mountain City, he always felt that she was a little familiar.

The Duke of Silver Star gave three thousand faces, playing with the man on top of the applause.

The Queen of the Storm did not give in too much, she was romantic by nature, and had countless courtiers under her skirt.

The Duke of Silver Star is the chosen one of the Goddess of Magic, and the Queen of Storms is also the chosen one of the Goddess. They have been promoted to Holy Souls within decades. There are so many similarities between them, and their backgrounds are mysterious. So far, no one knows their origins.

There must be an arrangement of the goddess.

Ren thought of another woman, Ms. Laila, the wife of Lord Hasstaff!

It is said that Ms. Leila had many lovers before they married Hestaf. Later, because she was too beautiful, she even attracted the covetousness of a lich. Saved by her husband, the city lord, she was deeply moved and committed herself to him.

Ms. Laila is also the chosen one of the goddess of magic. She has long silver hair and looks similar to the two female holy souls.

Unsurprisingly, Lady Lyra is also the sister of the Storm Queen and Duke of Silverstar.

I just don't know why she hasn't been promoted to Holy Soul so far?

Ren's gaze returned to the right row. Sitting on the right hand side of the great sage Congerald was an old man with white hair and gray beard. It's a magic robe, with a pipe dangling from its mouth, puffing on, puffing out wisps of white smoke.

The old wizard was at odds with the holy soul wizards around him.

If you meet him on the street, no one will regard this old man as a wizard, let alone a great holy soul wizard.

However, Ryan is well aware of his identity.

This bad old man is one of the earliest members of the Supreme Council, the only holy soul among the wizards of thousands of magics, Master Vantusri Huo Huai who has lived in seclusion for many years.

This holy soul wizard used to be a famous figure, but his active period has been too long since now, and he didn't seek to be famous, and he didn't record it. Now few people know his deeds back then.

Ryan heard the teacher talk about it.

Master Huo Huai's strength is unfathomable, probably no less than the Big Three, but he doesn't care about world affairs, and he doesn't know where he lives in seclusion, and he hasn't made a move for hundreds of years.

Sitting on Master Huo Huai's right hand is the third woman in the Supreme Council.

The Duke of Purple Flame Magna Elan!

She is as quiet as Master Huo Huai, the difference is that Master Huo Huai lives in seclusion in an unknown valley, while she lives alone in Tiris Floating City.

As we all know, the floating city of Tiris hidden above the city of Isrek is the palace of Duke Ziyan alone, and few outsiders enter it.

The Duke of Ziyan was wearing a plain white and lavender magic robe. Even in the Supreme Council, she did not show her true face, her face was hidden under the hood of the robe, and only a few strands of golden hair protruded from her neck. Sitting motionless on the high-back chair, like a sculpture.

Ren keenly noticed that when the Duke of Ziyan sat down, the prophet Medifer, who was opposite her to the left, cast a concerned look.

Those eyes are full of respect, love and admiration, definitely not a relationship between a man and a woman, and they are closer than teachers and students, as if they are the closest people in the world.

They are family!

The Duke of Purple Flame is also one of the founding members of the Supreme Council. He was a powerful wizard more than a thousand years ago, and the Prophet of Medifer was promoted to the Holy Soul more than 500 years ago. Obviously, there is a huge age gap between the two.

Ren recalled the information of the two, and immediately guessed some truths.

The Prophet Medifer is the son of the Duke of Purple Flame?

Even if they are not mother-child relationship, the blood relationship must be very close, no more than three generations, and they have lived together for a long time!

This is a great secret.

Ren couldn't help thinking to himself, do other holy soul wizards know about this?

He didn't look at Duke Ziyan any more, and turned his gaze to Duke Ziyan's right hand. There was another "old acquaintance" he had seen before, Duke Tuzlei in black. His image in the Supreme Council is exactly the same as the simulacra clone he saw in the forest of death. He has an ordinary appearance, pale skin, a pair of strange golden pupils, and a black robe that seems to never change.

On the right hand side of Duke Black Robe is Dean Sabra who has just been promoted to Holy Soul.

He was the last member on this side. There were exactly six wizards on both sides of the long table, and directly opposite Dean Sabra, sitting on the left hand side of Duke Silver Star was a very young wizard.

His appearance is less than thirty years old, which is in stark contrast to many old men in the Supreme Council. His appearance is handsome, his appearance is dignified, his demeanor is calm and majestic, he is wearing a dark red magic robe, and his eyes flash from time to time A trace of sharpness is unpredictable.

Kelstone Kalser, Duke of Redstone!

Ren had met him once, and he looked curiously at this "first human genius", the youngest holy soul wizard record holder.

The Duke of Redstone sat at the end and was the closest in Rennes' vision.

He just took a second look, the Duke of Redstone seemed to have noticed something, his brows frowned, his eyes swept over, and he quickly turned his head away.

Fortunately, this is just a projection. The real body of the Duke of Redstone is thousands of miles away, so it is impossible to really see Ren.

Not all High Council meetings are held in complete secrecy.

Sometimes it will be disclosed to the public, allowing some people with sufficient qualifications to attend, and even appointing students to participate on their behalf. If necessary, other people will be allowed to stand outside the projection circle to watch, just like Renn is now.

Of course, if the meeting is held in the Supreme Palace, then no outsiders are allowed to participate.

Under normal circumstances, the consul, as the representative of the supreme council governing the empire, will attend the meeting and bring his staff to record the content of the meeting.

Ren knew that there must be someone else watching the projection at this moment.

Therefore, even if the Duke of Redstone sensed that someone was watching him, he would not pursue it. This was a very common situation in the past.

Ren took a deep breath.

A total of twelve holy soul wizards!

Every wizard present here is a great figure familiar to the hundreds of millions of people in the empire, with a great reputation. Even if you look at the entire Ellenus, it is difficult to find a more powerful force than this. Especially in the main material world, the Supreme Council is the most terrifying organization. The other two of the three major empires, the Ramon Empire and the Salev Empire, are slightly weaker in terms of momentum and national strength.

The resolution formed by the Supreme Council has a decisive influence on Allenus.

And anyone who is eligible to attend the Supreme Council, even if he does not appear in the projection, but only watches from the outside, also represents the highest decision-making level of the empire.

However, the most critical person in the Supreme Council did not appear.

The high-backed chair at the head of the long table was empty.

There was silence in the projection.

Every holy soul wizard remained silent. At first, they thought that Master Ogulev was just late, but after waiting for half a minute, there was still no movement.

Even the Duke of Purple Flame and the Duke of Heipao also turned their heads.

Everyone was staring at that chair, their gazes were either dignified, puzzled, or indifferent, and they showed various reactions.

Unless there are force majeure factors, the convening of the Supreme Council cannot be absent.

If you are unable to attend, you must also send a representative to attend.

Otherwise, it will be regarded as giving up one's power in the Supreme Council. If there is no legitimate reason, if you are absent for more than three times without reason, no matter who you are, you will be directly deprived of power and lose your qualifications as a member of the Supreme Council.

This is the rule set by Master Ogulev himself.

From the day the Supreme Council was established, Master Ogulev has never been absent, even for major magic research. For the holy soul wizard, it is easy to send a clone to attend or let a student replace it.

Ren was also surprised.

He and the teacher had anticipated many situations, but they never thought that Master Ogulev was absent from the projection meeting.

It is too easy to hide one's physical state in the projection meeting and talk in the air, and the real body is thousands of miles away. Even a holy soul wizard cannot see through the projection, disguise or transfiguration.

In the past hundreds of years, Master Ogulevi has not revealed any flaws.

"Did he notice?"

Ren suddenly had a bad feeling.

Could it be that his provocation against Nether was too fierce and unscrupulous, Master Ogulev found some clues, knew that this meeting might be aimed at him, so he was absent directly?

But a person's absence is meaningless.

Nominally, the status of all holy soul wizards in the Supreme Council is equal. Whether it is the founder or the Big Three, there is no real additional power, and each person has only one vote.

As long as more than half of the Supreme Council agrees, the resolution can be passed.

Ren was puzzled. Master Ogulev must be very aware of this. Perhaps his absence was not to prevent Dean Sabra's application, but for another reason.

The teacher's plan was not to make trouble at the meeting, but to fish out Master Ogulev.

But before the hook was ticked, the fish ran away!

While Ren was thinking about it, Anxi Wodas, who was sitting first on the left, said: "Everyone, Master Ogulev has been late for more than five minutes, and I have temporarily missed an unexcused absence. Let's start."

The expressions of the other holy soul wizards changed slightly.

A few of them noticed something and took a deep look at Anse Wo Daosi, but they didn't object. This is the rule of the Supreme Council.

"Truth lives forever!"

The twelve holy soul wizards chanted the goddess of magic in unison, which represented the beginning of the meeting.

"The first is the vote of the new members." Anxi Wodas took over the meeting process very forcefully, "The empire has not had a holy soul wizard in ninety-eight years, and the number of members of the Supreme Council has increased to thirteen. Growth is not only the blessing of the goddess, but also the efforts of Dean Sabra."

"Here I propose that Sabra Parcival officially enter the Supreme Council!"

"If you object, please raise your hand."

After Anxi Wodusi's voice fell, the holy soul wizards turned their heads to look at the back of the long table. Even though Sarab had lived for hundreds of years, he knew that this was just a process, and he still couldn't help but feel nervous.

After waiting for half a minute, no one raised their hands.

It was the most difficult half minute of Sabra's life.

Anse Wodoss announced loudly: "Welcome Dean Sabra to join us!"