Chapter 604 - Is It a Show? (1/2)

Chapter 604 Is It a Show?

Roland had known that he might get surrounded. He didn’t know Martin very well, but the guy surely didn’t seem like someone who would follow rules.

As it happened, the guy was also the inc.u.mbent chairman of the Guild of Warriors.

So, Roland wasn’t surprised at all. He simply looked at the Legendary Warrior, who was an innocent-looking middle-aged man, and wondered if he should attack.

Roland had always liked to take the initiative.

But considering that he might become a public enemy, he couldn’t attack until the guy evinced any hostility.

Nevertheless, his eyes were full of aggressiveness.

He subconsciously looked at other people’s vitals, including their throat, temples, heart etc.

His eyes exuded a strong determination of killing to the people on his opposite.

The few Warriors frowned and stepped back. The Legendary Warrior walked forward and said with a bitter smile, “My friend, relax. We mean no harm to you.” You mean no harm to me?

Looking at the dozen Warriors that were in his way and behind him, Roland didn’t think that it was a sign of friendliness at all.

“We’re just too used to our habits.”

The Legendary Warrior smiled bitterly and waved his hand, and those who surrounded Roland stepped aside.

All of them seemed rather awkward and embarra.s.sed.

The Legendary Warrior said with a smile, “Can you trust us now, sir?” Roland nodded.

Fine. The Warriors did have weird habits.

Following the Legendary Warrior, Roland zigzagged through the city and ended up in a remote manor.

The gate of the manor was closed the moment he came in.

Tables, fruits, and delicious wine had been prepared in the courtyard.

Several Master-level Warriors were seated. The Legendary Warrior took the host’s seat and invited Roland to sit down.

After Roland sat down, he said, “I invited you here because there’s something I’d like to discuss with you.”

“I’m all ears.” Roland drank a mouthful of the fruit wine, as he was a little bit thirsty.

“Before we get to anything, allow me to introduce myself.” The Legendary Warrior smiled and said, “I am Grantham, deputy chairman of the Guild of Warriors.”

Roland nodded, showing that he was listening.

“I know that Chairman Martin met you not a long time ago,” the Legendary Warrior said and smiled, “and I also know that you two had some conflict.”

“So, you want to settle the score for your chairman?” asked Roland curiously.

Grantham quickly waved his hand. “Of course not. Mr. Roland, unlike Martin, I know you very well.”

“Oh?” Roland raised his eyebrows.

“You are the strongest Mage among the Golden Sons, an immortal being, and the most promising star in the Red Magic Tower. Also, your woman is the queen of Hollevin and a Legendary Swordsman.” Grantham smiled. “I wonder if my intelligence is correct.”

Roland put the cup down. “It’s all true. Your chairman had no idea who I was, yet you know me so well, which means that you didn’t report the important intelligence… I get it now. The conflict isn’t between me and Martin, but between you and him.”

After a brief daze, Grantham shook his head. “As expected of a Mage, you do have a quick wit. You’re right. The Guild of Warriors is now divided into two factions: those who support inheritance and those who support election. Old Martin intends to name his son, Young Martin, as the next chairman. Things would be fine if Young Martin were capable, but he is just a b.u.m and can’t even manage his manor well, let alone a guild.” “So you want to replace him?” Roland played with the cup in his hand.

He didn’t foresee that he would be involved in a coup.

But then again, he wasn’t really involved, because he could leave anytime with his spatial magic.

“Yes. The Guild of Warriors should be run by someone more capable, such as Deputy Chairman Beacher.” Grantham paused a moment and said, “He’s capable and respected. He is the leader that can lead the Guild of Warriors into the future.”

“I thought you would say that you are a better candidate.” Roland was more or less surprised. “You are a deputy chairman, and there’s another deputy chairman. How many deputy chairmen are there in your guild?”

“Four.”

“So your power is rather divided.”

Roland understood why there were four deputy chairmen.

It was meant to split the power, so that the power apart from the leader’s wouldn’t be concentrated.

Every person had selfish desires. They would rather not give up whatever little power they had. Also, where there was power, there were conflicts.

If four deputy chairmen were holding each other back, the position of the chairman would be stable.

Grantham smiled bitterly. “You’re very smart, sir. The four deputy chairmen are now divided evenly, with two on each side. The election faction doesn’t really have any advantage.”

“An interesting form of organization.” Roland still found it odd. “But does it have anything to do with me?”

“I hope that you can help us oust Martin from power.” Grantham smiled as if he were just having a casual conversation.

“Sorry, can’t help, goodbye.”

Quickly refusing the request, Roland rose and was about to leave. Why on earth would he meddle with someone else’s family business?

Besides, Roland didn’t trust Grantham and only believed half of what he said.