909 Impermanence (1/2)
Newtlud.
After Professor Xifan paid him, Fang Yuan called for a black taxi and arrived in front of a black church.
He stepped into the church, went to the dark area at the back, and knocked on a door gently.
Splash!
A small gap slid open, and a pair of vigilant eyes peeked through it. A stiff voice said, ”The dark night has given us dark eyes!”
”However, I used it to find light… that is….” Fang Yuan made an annoyed expression similar to what he recalled from Snow's memories. He pushed his face forward. ”Hey! Brat! Don't you recognize me?”
The doorkeeper did not say a word and merely opened the door silently.
Fang Yuan shrugged before walking in.
After walking through a long path, he came to a brand-new building.
Most of the people were in black and red, dressed like they were middle-aged professors, and they moved about quickly.
At the heart of the building, there was a large fireplace with red flames burning within.
After a period of time, some people dressed in red walked out.
They looked exactly like ancient witches.
These people were Red Shirts, who were above Black Shirt deacons. At that point, they could learn the 'Teleport' spell, which was a spell that allowed a person to move about instantly. They could even travel to another city.
”Black Rose: Number 13!”
The former Snow would have envied the higher-ranking Red Shirt members. However, Fang Yuan's heart was completely unmoved. He walked to an old door and knocked lightly.
”Please enter!”
A soft voice trailed over. Fang Yuan pushed the door open and entered.
The room was very dim. A white-haired old man wearing a purple robe was sitting behind a large desk. In front of him, a ballpoint pen hung in the air, as if an invisible hand was holding on to it and writing quickly.
He was a Purple Robe Sorcerer, upper-level management within the Sorcerer Congress, equivalent to being a supervisor.
As they progressed further up, there were the Thirteen Representatives. They possessed all the magical abilities in the Philosopher's Book. In fact, they had the power to vote for changes and removals from the Philosopher's Book.
A branch in Newtlud already has an organization of this scale. The ones in other countries can't be weak either. Also, these kinds of strange rules could be disadvantageous even to someone like me! Fang Yuan thought quietly before saying politely, ”Sir, Black Shirt Deacon Snow, reporting!”
”Speak!”
The Purple Robe old man's eyes were half-closed, and he did not even look up.
”Yes! I used a spell to confuse Xinge and become his assistant. We were selected by Professor Xifan to head to that island… Finally, I used the Memory Erasure spell to remove the professor's and the others' memories,” Fang Yuan said calmly.
”Wonderful… A Derivative was born on that island. Since we can't confirm it, we can only seal the island in case the other lifeforms on it are infected…”
The Purple Robe old man rubbed his brow. ”You are dismissed… An important person will be coming soon. Perform well, and you will be promoted to a probationary Red Shirt!”
”Yes!” Fang Yuan bowed before leaving the room.
”An important figure?” He was a little curious. Snow's memories were lacking. He had done his best to salvage some important information and had to let the rest go.
”However, a person that even a Purple Robe sorcerer calls important must be a high-level official from another organization or one of our representatives. Perhaps he's a high-ranking official from the government.”
Rumble!
Just as Fang Yuan was thinking about this, a bundle of gold flames suddenly sprang up in the center of the fireplace.
From the middle of the flickering flames, a well-dressed noble walked out accompanied by a group of Purple Robe sorcerers.
”It's Representative Heinze!”
”He's one of the Thirteen Representatives. Something important must have happened nearby. Was another Derivative born?”
Nearby, there was some low whispering.
Behind Fang Yuan, the old sorcerer pushed the door open quickly. He headed toward Heinze hurriedly and bowed deeply.
”Welcome, Sir Heinze!”
While the flattery was going on, Fang Yuan froze for a moment.
He felt a strange aura from that Representative Heinze. It was similar to his!
”Hmm?”
Heinze looked around for a while before his gaze fell on Fang Yuan.
He pointed his cane at Fang Yuan. ”Prepare a quiet room for me. Also, take him to my room.”
”Yes!”
The other Purple Robe Sorcerers did not hesitate at all, immediately following his order as if it were routine.
He stared at Fang Yuan knowingly.
In the vast room, the bookshelves were lined with antique books. There were antler's horns and a bear skin decorating the walls.