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The Council of Wise Men of Greenwich, England.

"What? Marquis Voban has suddenly summoned all the magic societies in Europe?"

"Why? Has any news leaked out?"

When was the last time?

"Four years ago, when I summoned priestesses to summon the disobedient god."

"Could it be... that this person is about to summon a disobedient god again?"

The sages of the Council of Sages chattered amongst themselves, and the entire conference room lacked the seriousness of a world-class organization, instead feeling more like a marketplace.

However, the wise men present were all used to it.

After all, the original members and purpose of this organization were just a group of idle busybodies who wanted to collect gossip to relieve their boredom.

So, the way it is now has quite a history.

"Speaking of which, should we go?"

When a wise man suddenly raised this question, the entire council chamber fell silent.

"This……"

The group hesitated, exchanging glances.

"Although our Council of Sages is a neutral magical society, this is, after all, a summons from a demon lord on earth. Shouldn't we still go?"

"What if we go, and Marquis Voban demands that we find him a witch?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Anyway, our princess here is in poor health and can't play a positive role in the ritual to summon the disobedient god. We definitely can't summon her over. If we really need to find a priestess, we can just push it to that island in the far east."

"Great idea, great idea."

The sages revealed smiles that were anything but sages, all adopting an attitude of "better to die for a friend than for myself."

The so-called Far Eastern Island is Japan, a place famous worldwide for producing shrine maidens.

The only country that can rival this place is the magnificent kingdom across the river, but that kingdom already has a local "king," and outsiders have no way to interfere.

Therefore, the Far Eastern Island, second only to that country, became easy prey for many god-slayers and magic societies.

Anyone who summons a disobedient god can go to that island to demand the person back.

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In any place without the protection of the "King of the Land," no one dares to refuse.

With this mindset, these "wise men" were able to chat easily and happily again.

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In Italy, seven magic societies known as the Milan Seven Sisters gathered to discuss the recent emergency.

"Everyone, what should we do?"

Paulo, the head coach of the "Bronze Black Cross," one of the Milan Seven Sisters, slammed a letter on the table and looked at everyone.

This was naturally a letter of command from the Marquis of Voban.

The atmosphere was deathly silent. The seven representatives looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

"Although we have the backing of the 'King of Swords,' theoretically we can ignore it."

Paul began to analyze slowly.

"But if I don't go, I might incur the Marquis of Voban's wrath, and then..."

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The other representatives all showed expressions of trepidation.

Being resented by a "King of the Land" who could easily destroy a country, he couldn't even sleep.

"So... what do you mean, General Paul?"

"The female wolf," the commander-in-chief asked tentatively.

However, Paul did not give her a definite answer.

Even Paul's dignified and imposing face couldn't help but show his distress, and he shook his head.

"Although our leader is rarely in Italy and isn't very reliable, what would he think if we went?"

For a moment, a deathly silence enveloped the entire venue once again.

Even if their leader is unreliable, he is still a "King of the Earth," and killing them, or even the entire society, would be a piece of cake.

There's no need for this person to hold a grudge; they can simply take action. With the title of traitor, no one can say anything.

The representatives looked at each other, exchanging bewildered glances, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

This is truly... death.

"Coach Paul, do you think you can come up with a solution?"

The commander-in-chief of the "City of Lilies" said.

He's at his wit's end; he can't bear the responsibility. He can only hope that Paul, who once clashed with a "godslayer," can come up with a solution.

"I suggest we don't go. Compared to being branded as disloyal after wiping out the whole family, simply wiping out the whole family seems more acceptable."

Paul gave a wry smile. Both sides were gambles, and his strategy was to choose the lesser of two evils.

Chapter 124 I am the monarch of Marquis Voban.

"Minerva Nighthawk?"

"To!"

"A Crimson Pact?"

"To!"

"The Council of Wise Men?"

"Here here."

"Oh?"

While taking attendance, Merry's gaze was drawn to the girl standing in the crowd.

With dazzling blonde hair and flawless white skin, she wore a fine white coat paired with black boots. Underneath the coat was a short knitted dress and trousers, which made her look exceptionally elegant.

Of course, Mary wasn't attracted to her appearance, but rather because she saw something interesting.

"!!!"

The young woman representing the Council of Sages couldn't help but shrink back, feeling a little intimidated by Meryl's eyes, which seemed to see right through her.

"What's going on? Who is this person? And... they're definitely not ordinary. Did they realize I'm the spirit '180'?"

The girl's name is "Alice Louise Of Nafar". She is the former president of the Council of Sages. Due to health reasons, she has temporarily stepped down and is now serving as an advisor.

This time, due to the Marquis of Voban's unusual behavior, he volunteered to come.

"Speaking of which, who is this person? Marquis Voban's new subordinate?"

Alice knows a lot about each of the "godslayers," including their subordinates.

Strictly speaking, all the magic societies in Eastern Europe were subordinates of Marquis Voban, but in reality, Marquis Voban himself did not have direct subordinates, or rather, his subordinates were the retinues he enslaved by abusing his power.

Such a beautiful woman before me... how should I put it? If Alice were to describe her, she would be completely out of Marquis Voban's style!

"strangeness……"

Although it was strange, she didn't make a fuss and just waited quietly for Meryl to finish calling out names.

The fact that they took attendance shows that the situation is probably very serious, and those who don't come may really be held against them.

Even three years ago, when Marquis Voban tried to summon the disobedient god, things had come to this point.

Thinking of this, even Alice couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted.

The other representatives kept their heads down, trembling with fear, and sweating profusely.

"Alright, everyone, please come in!"

The roll call actually only took three minutes. Although it covered the whole of Europe, the invitations were all to leading magic societies from various regions, so the number of invitees was not large.

However, those three minutes felt like three hours.

This all stems from the infamous reputation that the Marquis of Voban had accumulated over the years.

They were all afraid that if they made a single move that displeased Marquis Voban, they would be killed.

When Mary said "Please come in," they didn't relax; instead, they became even more nervous.

Next, they will have to meet the most brutal "godslayer," the "King of the Earth," who truly deserves the title of Demon King. They dare not risk the lives of the entire society for a game of match-3.

Led by Mary, the representatives entered the castle and continued forward until they reached a door.

"The master is waiting for you inside. Please come in!"

The door slowly opened, revealing a long table and rows of seats.