The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

Just as Lynn received the "important information" from Wizard Green that could influence the course of the situation, Elder Singed had already slowly finished recounting the whole story.

His voice was calm, yet it contained a heavy, oppressive force like a great bell, echoing throughout the Wizard Council Hall, which was supported by hundreds of magical arrays.

As he finished speaking, he surveyed the crowd, his tone unhurried and measured:
"Fellow members of parliament, please feel free to speak your minds and share your opinions."

Lynn sat quietly in the back seat, her hands folded in front of her knees, her eyes slightly lowered.

Although he is now a genuine Morning Star Wizard, he has not yet obtained the status of "senator," so he can only listen from the sidelines and cannot participate in the proceedings.

However, his keen senses had already detected the atmosphere surging within the hall: dull and oppressive, like a stagnant pool, yet concealing an undercurrent that could be stirred up at any moment.

The council chamber was filled with thousands of Morning Star councilors, each a powerful figure capable of dominating their own region. Their strength and authority were enough for ordinary wizards to look up to for a lifetime.

However, at this moment, all the wizards were solemn, and none of them were willing to make any rash moves in front of Elder Singid.

The fall of Nightmare Rift Valley is like a nail driven into everyone's heart. This matter is too sensitive. If one were to express an opinion rashly, it would be tantamount to putting oneself in the eye of the storm.

Therefore, as soon as Singid finished speaking, the hall, which had been adorned with the lights of the magic array, fell into an eerie silence.

At that moment, it was as if even the air itself had frozen.

The councilors sat comfortably on the high platform, their shadows stretched long by the cold light cast by the floating crystal chandelier.

No one spoke; only the low hum of the magic circle and the ticking of a clock in the distance filled the air.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was like a cold, heavy stone slab, making it hard to breathe.

However, Elder Singid, standing at the very front of the council platform, showed no surprise whatsoever; the calmness in his eyes even carried a hint of composure as if he had already seen through everything.

He slowly turned his gaze, like a sharp blade moving silently, until it finally landed on a member of parliament in the front row.

The congressman shifted slightly, then let out a long sigh, showing no sign of panic, and slowly rose from his seat.

His figure transformed into a streak of light, lightly passing over the seats and landing on the platform in the center, which was adorned with a magic array.

As he began to move, all the Morning Star wizards turned their gazes toward this figure, Lynn was no exception.

Lynn stared for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The man was wearing a dark robe of the same style as Elder Singed and Wizard Ald.

The robes were engraved with intricate magical runes, and a blazing sun-like symbol appeared on the back—the highest symbol of the Wizarding Council, which only council wizards could wear.

Lynn's thoughts stirred slightly:
"Is she a wizard directly under the council? Is she an administrative wizard skilled in decision-making and political maneuvering, or an enforcement wizard wielding the power of thunderous punishment?"

As the person fully revealed herself, the councilors saw her face clearly; she was a woman.

She wore no heavy makeup; her natural face was as smooth as jade, her skin as delicate as snow, yet her eyes revealed a sharpness that was hard to look directly at.

Her temperament was both gentle and warm, yet sharp and cold, inspiring awe.

Especially her eyes, like the most brilliant morning star in the deep sky, so clear and bright that they were almost transparent, as if they could penetrate the deepest secrets of the soul.

Even just a fleeting glance at her can create the illusion that one's mind is being scrutinized by some invisible force.

The witch's gaze was calm and indifferent, like a gentle yet ruthless sword, slowly sweeping across the entire council hall.

Wherever her gaze fell, even the most senior councilor, Morning Star, unconsciously straightened his back, as if some secret in his heart had been seen through.

This feeling wasn't sharp, but it carried an irresistible power that made one feel uneasy.

She glanced around before finally looking away, and then spoke softly.

Her voice was clear and gentle, unlike the cold and sharp voice of most law enforcement wizards. Instead, it carried a sense of peace and elegance, like a clear spring flowing quietly in the heart.

However, every word that reached my ears was crystal clear, impossible to ignore.

"Fellow members of parliament, perhaps most of you here do not know me."

Her tone was calm, but her aura was not to be underestimated.

"Therefore, let me introduce myself before I give my opinion."

She paused slightly, then gently smoothed the sleeve of her long robe, her movements elegant and composed.

"My name is Alice Morton, and I am currently one of the law enforcement wizards of the Southern Wizarding Council."

As soon as he finished speaking, a barely perceptible ripple spread through the tranquil hall.

Upon hearing this, Lynn raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"An enforcement wizard?" he murmured to himself.

He hadn't expected that this elegant and aloof witch was actually one of the law enforcement witches of the Southern Region.

Lynn turned his head and subtly asked the fellow law enforcement wizard, Alder, beside him, "Alder, do you know her?"

Wizard Alder was always serious, especially when facing Lynn, he was as cold as ice.

However, at this moment, when the name "Alice" was mentioned, his expression subtly changed for a moment.

After a brief silence, Olde slowly replied, "She... she was involved in the planning of the Meteor Council's actions."

He paused, then added, "Not in actual combat, but in the planning stage of the operation."

Lynn's eyes flickered slightly, his thoughts racing.

As intelligent as he was, he grasped the deeper meaning almost instantly.

"Qualified to participate in the meeting to formulate the plan for the Meteorite Council?"

He secretly speculated in his heart, his lips slightly pursed, "This is probably not an ordinary identity... Could she be a young lady from a noble family?"

His gaze returned to Alice, whose cool expression and composed demeanor silently revealed an unassailable pride and confidence.

If she didn't have an amazing background, there would be no way she could sit in parliament and give her opinion at such a young age and with such presence.

Upon hearing this, Wizard Alder snorted coldly, his expression remaining indifferent, but he did not deny it:

"Hmph...you guessed pretty quickly. I don't know much about her background, but there are rumors that...she may have a close relationship with a Lord of the Moon."

Upon hearing this, Lynn's heart stirred slightly.

Although Olde’s words were vague, his “subtle” attitude revealed a certain unspoken understanding.

The Southern Wizarding Council has always emphasized fairness and strictness, making it difficult even for law enforcement wizards to overstep the rules.

However, there are always a few people who are difficult to restrain even by rules, such as the radiant moon that looks down on all living beings.

"If she really has a connection with Her Majesty the Moon..."

Lynn pondered to himself, a profound meaning flashing in his eyes, "Then her position within the council is probably higher than many who appear to have power."

Thinking of this, he felt a slight chill. Behind the seemingly calm and gentle Alice might lie an insurmountable peak of power.

No wonder the wizard Alder spoke of her with such subtlety; it wasn't just fear, but more like a restraint born of a reluctance to provoke her.

At the same time, Lynn vaguely sensed a subtle aura in the voice of Wizard Ald.

Even the most arrogant law enforcement wizards in the Wizarding Council carried a hint of inexplicable "displeasure".

After all, they uphold the principle of impartial law enforcement and consider themselves the embodiment of rules. Now, they have to watch a young lady who is rumored to "disregard the law" stand in the center of the council and speak openly. This is probably quite an eyesore for many law enforcement wizards.

Perhaps, within the entire council, there are quite a few people like Wizard Alder who have a subtle attitude towards Alice and harbor considerable resentment.

Lynn gently shook his head, suppressing these insignificant thoughts in his mind, and focused his attention, quietly watching the witch of illustrious birth speak.

"The Meteor Council's occupation of Nightmare Rift Valley has exceeded everyone's expectations."

Alice's voice was clear and calm, with a composure beyond her years.

She stood on the central platform, like a pillar of strength, firmly controlling the silence within the hall.

"No matter how bad the impact of this incident may be, no matter how difficult the situation may be now..."

She slowly glanced around, her gaze briefly meeting that of each Morning Star councilor, her expression indifferent yet undeniable.

"Fellow councilors, you should understand one thing... reputation and public image can be improved afterward; but if the Nightmare Rift Valley falls completely into the hands of traitors, that would be an irreversible disaster."

She spoke at a measured pace, each word carrying an invisible weight.

"It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost."

She slightly raised her chin, her voice clear and cold yet filled with a sense of pressure:

"Therefore, I, Alice Morton, in the name of the Enforcement Wizard, hereby propose that we reclaim Nightmare Rift Valley with all our might and completely quell the radical faction of the Meteor Council!"

As soon as she finished speaking, an invisible pressure seemed to rise in the hall, causing some of the lower-level wizards to tremble slightly.

Under her commanding presence, the somewhat dull parliamentary session was finally brought to a true climax.

As soon as she finished speaking, Elder Singid seemed to have anticipated this and immediately activated the ancient magic array in the council hall.

The next moment, beams of light lit up the air throughout the hall, each beam corresponding to a vote by a Morning Star councilor.

"Agree, disagree, abstain... Gentlemen, please express your opinion."

Singid's voice was ancient and deep, carrying an undeniable authority.

Lynn sat quietly in her seat, watching beams of light emerge.

The voting was anonymous, so even though he was sitting next to Wizard Ald and Wizard Grimm, he couldn't see their choices.

Their faces remained calm and composed, as if none of this concerned them, making it impossible to discern any stance from their expressions.

A moment later, Singed waved his long sleeves, and the light screen on the central platform suddenly lit up, as if a starry sky had unfolded in the hall.

The final result was clearly displayed on that starry sky-like screen of light.

More than 90% of the votes were in favor, an overwhelming majority.

The result was almost a foregone conclusion.

Lynn lowered his gaze slightly, sighing inwardly.

These Morning Star councilors were not unaware of the risks involved; it was just that none of them were willing to be the first to stick their heads off the cliff.

Since Alice has taken the initiative to step forward and willingly become the target of public criticism, the others are naturally happy to go with the flow and push this hot potato of trouble onto the established track as soon as possible.

Lynn simply observed quietly, her mind unmoved.

After all, none of this had anything to do with him.

He was neither a member of parliament nor had any intention of getting involved in this turbulent parliamentary power struggle.

The Southern Wizarding Council's grand gathering of all Morning Star wizards in the Mountain City seems to have some deeper meaning behind it.

But whatever the scheming behind it, with the proposal successfully passed, all the disputes were no longer relevant to Lynn.

Even if the contents of this meeting are fully recorded and the votes of each Morning Star member can be traced and verified after the meeting, these rules and regulations are nothing but fleeting clouds to him, a "non-member of parliament".

After this important proposal was concluded, Parliament discussed a number of other matters, and the atmosphere gradually shifted from somber to calm.

Finally, with Elder Singid's announcement, the long meeting officially came to an end.

In the hall, the magic array gradually extinguished, and the oppressive aura that had enveloped the entire hall dissipated as well.

As the wizards began to talk, powerful figures transformed into streaks of light, following the ancient arched dome and gates, and left the council hall.

At this moment, Wizard Green and Wizard Ald stopped using telepathy and spoke directly to Lynn in a low voice.

"Green Forest Wizard,"

Wizard Green smiled gently as he spoke, his gaze softening. He treated Lynn very well, likely due to something to do with that divine body.
"You'll probably be staying in Mountain City for a while longer, right? To complete your parliamentary credentials and collect your Morning Star Gift."

Lynn nodded slightly, his expression calm, which was considered as acknowledging the other party's speculation.

Wizard Green stroked his beard and laughed:
"Unfortunately, I can't stay any longer; I have to rush back to the Forgestone to handle some important matters. We'll catch up properly another time."

Lynn naturally understood and returned the greeting with a bow.

Wizard Alder, who had always been indifferent to Lynn, merely nodded slightly this time, politely expressing his intention to leave.

The conversation between the three was brief and peaceful. Morning Star wizards filed out from the surrounding area, and their exchange seemed uneventful in the vast and solemn council hall.

However, at this moment.

A light yet sharp aura suddenly approached, shattering the tranquility.

Accompanied by a faint, lingering fragrance, a graceful figure drifted out from the crowd, her flowing robes seemingly brushing against Lynn's shoulder with a gentle breeze.

Lynn subconsciously looked up and saw that unadorned yet exquisitely beautiful face, which was none other than the wizard Alice who had stirred up the entire council with her cold words just now.

Her arrival was sudden, like a jade stone that had fallen into a calm lake at the wrong time, stirring up quite a few ripples in the conversation between Lynn and the other two.

"The Wizard Alice?"

Lynn, Green, and Old were all slightly taken aback, their eyes revealing a hint of confusion.

They had no connection with this famous parliamentary heiress, and her walking straight towards them only fueled their suspicions.

Why did she come? (End of Chapter)