Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 476 From Ancient Times to the Present

As someone spoke, the meeting room quickly erupted into a noisy argument, roughly divided into conservatives and radicals.

The conservatives felt there shouldn't be any changes and that maintaining the existing model would be fine, since it wouldn't affect the country.

Radicals see this as an opportunity to enhance national influence and break free from the constraints of the Holy City's rules, allowing for greater freedom of action.

These are all superficial phenomena; the deeper meaning is that the conservative faction doesn't want to have another powerful figure over them.

With the fall of the holy city, the new order essentially became a local order. Who would formulate it? Those who formulate it mostly have their own stances, which will inevitably lead to bias.

Those who adhere to the old ways generally have little say and influence, and they are unlikely to be the biggest beneficiaries of the emergence of a new order.

Naturally, they want to drag it out, while the radicals want to seize the right to speak and take advantage of opportunities.

The meaning of "hidden" cannot be brought up openly at this moment, so we can only use absurd reasons to delay it for now.

Shao Zheng stared at the conference table, unmoved by the illusion before him. He had already anticipated this issue before it was even raised.

Not all local officials possess the professional ethics to seek the interests of the general public; the extent to which personal desires are mixed in is an unknown quantity.

This process is destined to take more than a day or two to reach a consensus, but it is very necessary to bring it up in a timely manner!

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In Songcheng, the weather was gloomy and a light drizzle was falling.

Inside the villa lobby.

Wang Teng put away his phone and turned his gaze to an old man sitting opposite him, who was a very important guest today.

"As you can see, there's basically no room for compromise on this matter."

"When one side is at the forefront of a new era, the inevitable outcome is that one side will fall completely."

Song Qiming sighed softly. What was originally just a feud between Wang Teng and the Holy City had now escalated into a conflict between magical forces.

This is a huge problem!

Leng Qing sat leisurely to the side, brewing tea. Today, she brought Old Man Bao with her, which was a way of responding to the other party's request. He wanted to ease the conflict between the two parties in his former identity as the High Priest of the Holy City.

At the same time, it seemed they didn't want her to get involved in such a dramatic event, and they also wanted to do something else.

Song Qiming knew that he could no longer change the current terrible situation. He had done all he could, and he was no longer the current High Priest.

"There's something I think you should be aware of: the Parthenon is now suspicious of you!"

When Wang Teng heard Song Qiming's words, his eyes widened slightly, but he wasn't too surprised.

"What do you suspect?" Leng Qing asked curiously from the side.

Song Qiming's expression flashed with complex emotions. Looking at Wang Teng, he was filled with amazement and admiration, and then said, "The mastermind behind the Hall of Heroes!"

Leng Qing's eyes widened instantly, finding it hard to believe what he was saying. How could this be?

She quickly turned to look at Wang Teng and found that he was squinting and smiling slightly, without even saying a word of denial.

Leng Qing's heart skipped a beat. How could Wang Teng have done such a thing?

"I heard the news from an old friend. They're already suspicious, but they don't dare come over to verify it."

"They didn't even dare to spread this speculation!"

"Don't underestimate a top-tier magical force with a long history; their intelligence gathering capabilities far exceed your imagination."

"The Parthenon, unlike the Holy City which dominates the world order, has its own unique intelligence system."

"Most major events in the world cannot escape their attention and analysis."

"Some things don't require specific evidence; by looking beyond appearances to the essence, we can uncover some of the hidden secrets."

"The Parthenon Temple knows a little bit about the conditions required for an emperor's ascension, combined with the recently appeared Hall of Heroes."

"Theoretically, it is possible to nurture an emperor using the summoning magic power of the world's top-tier summoners!"

"Furthermore, you were one of the participants in the Kitahara Incident, and the Pharaoh also disappeared during that battle, only to reappear in Valhalla!"

"Too many coincidences mean it's not accidental, it's inevitable!"

Looking at Wang Teng sitting opposite him, Song Qiming thought, "This is not a person sitting here. He is clearly a living, human-shaped emperor, or even a legitimate emperor who has cultivated himself!"

This incredible, groundbreaking feat is unprecedented in history!

This is why he came here hoping to reconcile the conflict, but he obviously failed.

Human emperors cannot be compared to demon emperors; otherwise, they wouldn't even know how they died!

Michael has personally experienced this, which serves as a demonstration for everyone.

The Parthenon knew about this but dared not publicize it because they knew the danger it concealed; some things, once understood, can only be left unsaid.

Otherwise, you'll run into trouble you can't afford to offend, so be the one to shut them up!

In today's magical world, forbidden spellcasters are at the pinnacle of combat power, and the Parthenon Temple is no exception, except that it has some imperial-level trump cards.

But that doesn't mean they can act recklessly; there are many troubles they themselves can't afford to cause.

It is precisely because they understand the inside story that they know that keeping quiet is the best choice; the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people on the shores of the Gulf are still fresh in their minds.

To risk their lives and the future of their power to provoke a legitimate human emperor, especially one whose schemes are so insidious and ruthless.

Even if they are arrogant, there is a limit!

The opportune moment to make a move has long passed. Now that the opponent has grown to a level that is not to be trifled with, a different attitude is needed.

"You old guys may have declined in strength, but your vision is still there. The tone of this era has been set."

"Whether the Holy City can be preserved in the end depends entirely on their own decision, but it must be dismantled!"

"Since you've brought up the Parthenon, it's best to tell them to keep a low profile. Knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing."

"They themselves have a mess to clean up, or are too lazy to even clean it up, yet they spread it all over the world. Since the Black Vatican is interfering with me, I'm going to go after them directly!"

"They've really found a way to use Athena's legacy, indulging in both good and evil, right and wrong!"

Wang Teng sat calmly on the sofa, reminding Song Qiming that after their conversation, it was time to go and relay the message.

What did you hear from an old friend? Can you just hear such secrets so easily?

That was purely intentional. They sent Song Qiming to deliver a message, and the Parthenon chose to remain silent, since there was no conflict of interest between them.

Everyone is playing their own game; that's the only message we're trying to convey.

The Hall of Heroes involves the level of super-rank mages and is a model designed for the top level of power. The Parthenon doesn't matter to them; they also need ordinary believers.

Compared to the Holy City, which governs the world order, Wang Teng and the Holy City are inherently incompatible and cannot coexist. The relationship will only end when one of them regresses or even collapses completely.

Upon hearing this, Song Qiming gave an embarrassed smile, realizing that he had been seen through. It was laughable that a former high priest of the Holy City had come to act as a messenger.

At the same time, he pretended not to hear Wang Teng's sarcastic remarks about the Parthenon. Who in the top magic circles of Europe didn't know about that?

What can we do when these people make the world so dirty and filthy?

The person who framed you knows better than you that you've been wronged. You think you've become a ghost just because you changed your appearance? That's just fooling the people below you.

The Parthenon, being a world-renowned holy site, is unlikely to be involved in scandals, so it needs a black glove to do something extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)