Abnormal Moon

Is this guy genuinely clueless, or is he testing him?

"I've heard you're interested in joining the world of Japanese sorcery?"

At this moment, the person on the right quickly spoke up in an attempt to change the subject.

"Who told you that? That's a lie!"

Upon hearing this, Roy immediately put on a displeased expression.

"Ok?"

"Isn't it?"

"But the moth clearly said..."

The others expressed their confusion and bewilderment.

Even a straightforward person like Moth could spread rumors?

"I just intend to enroll in a vocational college."

Roy shrugged, making a matter-of-fact expression.

"Joining a vocational college and joining the world of Japanese sorcery are two different things, aren't they?"

"Higher vocational colleges are part of the Japanese sorcery world."

"Yes, that's the same thing."

"Joining the high school means joining the world of Japanese sorcery!"

As soon as Roy finished speaking, the voices of the Chinese men around him began to ring out.

His tone was incredibly stubborn, as if brooking no argument.

Unlike previous requests for spirit charms, this involves the institutional issues of the Japanese sorcery world.

The Higher Vocational College is a subordinate organization of the General Affairs Department. People who are old-fashioned hate this kind of talk that tries to take power away from them.

"Oh, I see. That's troublesome. Actually, I had no intention of joining the Japanese sorcery world at all..."

Roy nodded with a look of sudden realization, as if he had only just found out.

But then he abruptly changed the subject.

"However, if any of you are willing to step down and make way for someone more capable, then I might as well take over as the one in charge!"

I've returned another chapter, but the monthly votes have already exceeded 300, so it's equivalent to not returning any; I still owe 10,000 words.

Chapter 336 The Fifth Special Grade (64k)

"Uh……"

"You are joking, Your Excellency."

"This price is somewhat unreasonable."

A few urgent sounds came from behind several windows and doors.

The old men were caught off guard by his words.

Abdication and handing over the reins to a more capable person?

In other words, they would agree to join the Japanese sorcery world if one of them resigned from his position as a senior member of the General Directorate, withdrew from the General Directorate, and gave him all his status and position.

What a joke!

They certainly wanted Roy, a powerful foreign mage comparable to a top-tier one, but if the price was giving up the status they had worked their entire lives to achieve, then it would truly shake their own interests!

"Won't you think about it more?"

At this point, Roy pressed on with questions as if he were deliberately being malicious.

"If I join the world of Japanese sorcery, with my combat power, I can definitely help exorcise a large number of high-level cursed spirits. You can imagine how many lives I could save. This is a great thing for the country and the people, and I can go down in history... Don't you have even one good official among you who would sacrifice for the people?"

It's not like you're going to pay with your lives, it's just that you'll lose your official positions.

Aren't you usually good at saying nice things?

When it's your turn, you can't do it?

"Unfortunately, the position of Lao Zhong is not something we can decide."

“That’s right. We can decide on the lower-level positions, but positions at our level require the Chief’s personal approval.”

"That's right, that's right, it's something we can't do without!"

Behind a few windows and doors, came the hypocritical words of the old men.

The highest authority in the Directorate is the Chief Executive, followed by six senior Chinese officials. These seven individuals are the decision-makers in the Directorate, and below them are simply people who implement policies.

The First Chief is appointed by the Prime Minister himself, while the Laos and Chinese are appointed by the First Chief, but also require the Prime Minister's approval.

Although the old men used the system of the General Administration of Sport as an excuse and a shield, in essence, it was still their inner mentality of "absolutely not allowing their own cake to be taken away" that was at play. They had fallen into the vortex of power and were unwilling to climb out.

"It seems I overestimated your determination."

Roy let out a sigh full of regret, his face showing utter disappointment in you all.

“In that case, I’ll lower my expectations a bit—I’ll set up another seat outside of yours, and I’ll take that position. If you agree, I can join you.”

Should we add another seat?

Does it mean adding another elderly Chinese person?

The sounds behind the windows and doors fell silent for a moment.

Adding another veteran would give us a top-tier combatant, which is indeed a very worthwhile deal.

The so-called "Special Grade" are all monsters, special and exceptional, existing in a realm completely different from normal sorcerers.

Basically, every top-tier sorcerer possesses the power to directly destroy a small country!

Which country wouldn't want a force as powerful as a nuclear bomb?

Even if the senior officials in the supervisory department are obsessed with power and inflexible, they understand the preciousness of a top-level mage.

They can boss any Level 1 mage around, but they would never dare to offend any Special Grade mage!

Even if it's just a superficial job, they will maintain good relations with the Grandmasters and tolerate some of their quirks—something that is quite incredible in the eyes of these old folks.

After all, in the eyes of these politicians who are completely immersed in the game of power and have forgotten how cruel the difference in the strength of sorcerers is, sorcerers of all levels should just be their subordinates and should obey their orders. They should be able to do whatever they are told to do. The fact that they can tolerate the quirks of the sorcerers is already a manifestation of their respect for talent and their magnanimity.

If simply adding a senior Chinese seat can bring in a top-tier combatant, then it is indeed a highly profitable deal.

However, with the number of seats suddenly increasing from six to seven, it is inevitable that some of their rights will be relinquished and distributed to the newcomers.

So, whose rights should be handed over?

"Is this request a bit too much to ask?"

An elderly Chinese man spoke in a hoarse, low voice; you could tell from his voice that he was quite old.

"I don't think it's wrong."

"Well, being able to exchange a seat for the addition of a top-tier member will make us more prepared no matter how strong the cursed spirits we face in the future. However, it's a pity that you, with your top-tier strength, waste your time on politics."

"I see. How about we add an honorary senior citizen position? You can take this position, and your status will be equal to mine."

When it comes to their own interests, these old guys get incredibly quick to scheme.

What kind of honorary Chinese?

He has the status but no real power.

Isn't this just an empty promise?

Just like the Jade Emperor's appeasement of Sun Wukong, he only granted you the title of Great Sage Equal to Heaven, but in essence, he didn't take you seriously at all. When he needed you, he would throw you into the Peach Garden to guard the garden and catch cursed spirits and pests. When it came time to hold the Peach Banquet and distribute the spoils, he would definitely forget about Roy, the honorary old Chinese, and wouldn't even mention him.

"I reject."

Roy rejected this incredibly stupid suggestion without hesitation.

"Are you looking down on me? Do you think you can make me obey with just a title? I must have the same position and the same real power as you. That's the bare minimum. Not a little less!"

"Otherwise, you can try and see if the blade in my hand is sharp!"

These words already carried a hint of threat.

If we don't comply, he might take action right here.

The moment he uttered those words.

An unfamiliar aura, as if it couldn't be controlled, wafted out into the empty, dark space.

The aura dissipated in an instant, quickly disappearing without a trace, but Roy still managed to catch it.

That was the aura of the seventh person, different from the six elders.

The moment Roy sensed this aura, he immediately narrowed his eyes.

Is there a seventh person hiding here?

No wonder those old men's auras were all blurry; some kind of method must have been used around them. I thought it was just a normal meeting.