Chapter 50 (1/2)

Chapter 50: Reunion 4

Woong!

The space was distorted, and a man appeared from there.

A wizard, who was wearing a lily embedded brown robe, looked very proud as he saw the Veritas Magic Tower Brandon branch.

“It has been a very long time since I have been here.”

Very old memories, which he made a decade ago came into his mind. He smiled.

“You, who are you!”

“Do you know where this is…!?”

Sensing a sudden mana flow, the wizards had brought in mercenaries at the center of the garden of the branch.

They were under the impression that someone had broken into their branch and would try to attempt arson again.

However, they were surprised to see the clothes of the intruder.

“Lily emblem? Also a seven on the…”

“El… elder!”

Everyone hastily put down their weapons.

Before the seven-lily patterned robe.

It was the sign of the Seventh Elder, the next highest authority after the Meister and the Vice Meister at the Veritas Magic Tower.

“I’m Pierre Ortrand, a member of the council. I am here to meet the branch manager.”

At the words of the Elder, no Pierre, the senior wizards of the branch were astonished and soon led him to the splendid building which was at the center of the branch.

‘Oh my, it is Pierre Ortrand!’

‘We are all dead now!’

Pierre, one of the Elders among the council, was in charge of the Magic Towers.

Specifically, with the unexpected visits and the censorships, no one who faced the visits ever managed to stay rational till the end.

‘Was it because of the fire? It hasn’t been reported to the headquarters just yet. How did he know?’

‘Dammit, the branch manager isn’t feeling good too…’

A short time later when they had arrived in front of the branch manager, the wizards said,

“This is the place, Sir Elder.”

Pierre opened the door. A strong smell hit his nose—the smell of alcohol.

As Pierre squeezed his nose, the drunk man yelled,

“What? Yah, who are you?”

It was the branch manager, Jameson, who didn’t know that the elder was in their branch.

No, even if he knew about Pierre, he would have done the same.

All of his motivation fell to the ground after losing his tools for revenge on Meister Albert and the Veritas Magic Tower.

Pierre looked at Jameson then to the wizards who escorted him and said,

“Go away. Don’t let anyone enter this room.”

“Ah, yes.”

The wizards had no intention of resisting the orders of the Elders and quickly went away from the place.

When it was just the two of them, Pierre locked the door and approached Jameson.

He spoke to Jameson, who just kept drinking,

“What happened to the Atlas blueprint?”

“What?! Uh, how did you…!”

In a moment, all of the alcohol that Jameson drank seemed to have been flushed away upon hearing what the Elder said.

Flustered, he fell off his chair and tried to get back up.

Looking at him with a sneer on his face, Pierre said,

“Did you know that I was in charge? I know that you talked with a few people and made them leak the blueprint. I was just standing aside to see how many bugs were there in the Magic Tower.”

And the time was done, the purging of the bugs was finished.

The only one left was Jameson from the Brandon branch.

“All right, so talk now. The blueprint.”

“Who, who are you?”

At the question from Jameson, Pierre became rather upset.