Understand humans!

It would be fine if the legs were broken, but this human being's heart is also broken.

"…………" Barritt paused and continued, "My lord, you have such powerful magic. You can gain more by obeying the power. It's nothing more than paying some face and losing some empty things. Then you can gain more substantial and meaningful things. And all you need to do is obey the earl to do some harmless little things, and you can gain power..."

"The weak have no right to dictate to me." Aura said coldly.

Celia said that Aura understood humans better than she did, and Aura thought Celia was wrong.

She, Aura, had never tried to understand humans. In the minds of the demons, the weak always obeyed the strong, and the strong never took the initiative to understand the weak. The power formed by the weak humans was not as useful as the magic in her hands.

Barrit was stunned when he heard this. He thought that Count Conrad's magic level was not good enough for Aura to take a liking to, so he planned to add himself in. He gritted his teeth unwillingly and said:

"I am a second-level magician. Even for Kribi, who is full of masters, I am still..."

"Not to mention it's garbage."

Uh?

Barritt looked up in horror.

He noticed that Aura had raised her hand towards him.

Aura pointed his finger, and the transparent shield surrounding Barrit shattered. The next moment, Barrit was blown out of the wheelchair, smashed through the wall, and his life or death was unknown.

Defensive magic is a technique of this nature. It is very useful in offensive battles between people of the same level, and most offensive magic cannot penetrate it.

But when there is a huge gap in magic power, it becomes useless. Directly abandoning the magic power release technique is enough to force the user of defensive magic to use up all the magic power in an instant.

After finishing everything, Aura looked around. No soldiers dared to surround him anymore, and the other nobles either fainted or stayed far away. In the direction Aura looked, the crowd took several steps back.

Today is a good start.

Aura smiled.

She took down her magician robe from the coat rack at the entrance of the banquet, put it on, then turned around, held down the purple hat that she had never taken off, touched her chest and bent her waist, and saluted to the many humans present, with great elegance.

“Thank you for your hospitality today.”

Chapter 111 The Head is Not a Head

“Thank you for your hospitality today.”

The smile is fake, the politeness is fake, and the gratitude is naturally fake. Aura is just imitating humans out of habit.

But the effect was quite good. Some people returned the greetings to her, some had cavernous looks in their eyes, and some were trembling and flashing. In short, the smell of fear became stronger and more delicious.

Aura pressed down his purple tall hat to cover his eyes, and left in the smoke and silence.

After walking out of the Earl's fortress, Aura felt inexplicably relieved.

At this moment in the Earl's Mansion, among a group of frightened nobles, there was a person who did not fit in with the surrounding gorgeous clothes and luxurious jewelry.

Sheila, ever since Aura suddenly flashed from behind her to in front of Count Conrad, had been staring at the situation in amazement. She could not intervene, and did not know what to do. Until this moment, everything was over. Looking at the mess on the ground, Sheila's face was extremely pale. She tightened her golden-patterned court magician robe, glanced at Aura who had already walked away, and gritted her teeth to chase after him.

"Your Excellency! Minister!"

From a distance, Aura heard Sheila's voice behind him.

Aura slowed down a little and waited for Sheila to catch up with him.

"Sir, you...you have offended the nobles like this. They are powerful and influential here. Sooner or later, they will distort the facts and report them to Kribi. Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the higher-ups?"

Shira caught up and asked Aura, panting.

"Above?" Aura thought about the meaning of the word in surprise.

Then he turned to Silla and said coldly:

"Don't talk to me about offense or power. That's your internal affairs. It has nothing to do with me."

"Sir, what exactly are you? What do you do in Kribi?"

"I don't have any real power. I'm just a teacher."

"........."

A teacher? How can a teacher be so capable?

You humans, you humans, call them that - is the Minister a sub-human magician? An elf? A dwarf? Something else?

Silla hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"But, my lord, you have offended them today. You will not be able to rely on the nobles to do things in the future."

"Then don't rely on them."

"My Lord, you have no one!"

"You're not a magician?"

“I…” Silla was stunned for a moment.

"Oh, I only noticed your magic before, but didn't notice that you were wearing the same clothes as them. I misunderstood." Aura glanced at Sheila, then suddenly lost interest as if she had discovered something. She turned her head indifferently and was about to continue walking forward alone.

"I just noticed that you were sitting with them from the beginning."

"…………" Silla pinched the hem of her clothes, looking at the golden pattern on it that symbolized the court magician, and was silent for a long time.

She looked up again at Aura, who was gradually walking away, a lonely figure.

Sheila thought of herself just returning to San Lorenzo, feeling equally lonely.

Finally, she thought of Andro, the talented magic apprentice, who would probably stay alone in San Lorenzo for the rest of his life just like her.

Just then, Aura's voice reached my ears:

"Then go back to that castle and don't follow me."

"Wait! Lord Aura!!"

Silla hesitated, struggled, and finally roared out.

She crossed her hands, used magic to ignite the golden lines, and took off her court robe, revealing the lining and the magician medal that she had always worn on the lining.

Sheila put her fingers together and punched her chest, where the magician medal was.

"My legs aren't broken yet!"

As if she had finally made a decision, Sheila raised her head and looked forward. Aura also turned her head. She looked into Aura's eyes with a burning gaze:

"I am willing to stand up with you!"

"Stand against them!"

-

The second day of my appointment in San Lorenzo.

The Magic Association continued to operate as usual, and the Earl's Mansion no longer sent anyone to cause trouble for Aura. Everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

The members of the Magic Association seemed to know nothing and worked according to the rules - but of course they still followed the rules before Aura came. The new rules have not been issued yet, but they should be issued soon. As for whether they will abide by the new rules issued by Aura, only God knows.

As for the other residents of San Lorenzo, although there were rumors and speculations about what happened in Count Conrad's mansion last night, it seemed that the nobles were suppressing the rumors and most of the discussions were in private. At least on the surface, everything was calm and they acted as if nothing had happened.

And here is Aura.

She got up early, which was rare.

After having lunch with the students in the public cafeteria, I hurried to the office to handle the day's business.

Silla had been waiting for Aura at the door for a long time.

Seeing Awula finally come into the office, Sheila breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that she's here, it's good that she's here, it doesn't matter if she gets up a little late, as long as the new minister doesn't run away secretly... Sheila had been waiting here for a long time with the documents in her arms since early morning. Seeing that Awula didn't come for a long time, she thought that she had figured it out in the middle of the night, got scared, and ran back to Kribi overnight.

As soon as the door opened, Aura had just entered the room, and before she even had time to sit down in her seat, Silla placed a pile of documents on the table in front of Aura's seat.

"Lord Aura, here are all the applications that need to be processed by the various ministries and the most urgent suggestions for system reform left by the previous minister. It is best to resolve them within today. If not, it must be completed within three days. We must hurry and maximize the transfer of power while those nobles are still not able to react to your shock last night."

"Oh, put it there."

Unlike Silla's eagerness, Aura just glanced at the mountain of documents calmly, then squatted down in the corner of the room, and slowly unpacked one of the boxes she brought with her today.

"When will the adults deal with it?"

"You sit there too."

"what??"

Silla was stunned, looked at the minister's special seat, and pointed at herself.

"No way?"

"Of course I will. During the minister's absence, most of the work has been handled by the secretary-general. The deputy minister only makes the final decision in most cases. Deputy Minister Barritt is old... But now that you are here, do you really want me to handle it?"

"Or do you want me to do it?"

Aura asked back. After a moment of silence, Sheila sat down obediently and looked through the documents she had asked her men to sort out. She was overwhelmed.

Silla also found it strange. Normally, a minister like Lord Aura who wanted to get things done would read through all the affairs of the association branch on the first day of his appointment to understand the situation of the association branch, instead of entrusting everything to the secretary as he did now. Even if he would do so in the end to reduce his workload, he would not do so at the beginning. After all, if Aura did not understand the situation of the branch by reading about all the affairs, he would have no way to implement his system reform plan...

Could it be that Lord Aura has no good ideas for institutional reform at all?

How can this be.

Sheila secretly glanced at Aura, who was still concentrating on removing the magic that sealed the outside of the box.

A man who smashed the Earl's Mansion on his first day in office can't be a stupid and rude brute, right?

Even if you are really a barbarian, if you want to live a good life, there are a hundred times better ways than going against the nobles.

Aura-sama must have her own considerations for doing this.

As for what Lord Aura wants to do?

Silla didn't dare to ask.

After the two of them stayed in silence for more than ten minutes, Aura finally opened the box. When Volame handed the box to her, she repeatedly warned her not to use it until the last minute.

But Aura had no choice. The humans here were so aggressive that she had to unpack the boxes the next day.

Volame should have sensed it, right?

But it doesn't matter. This time she came here on the orders of Celia. Everything she does is backed by Celia, the highest authority in the Continental Magic Association. Volame can't stop her.

"Is there any policy order that needs to be conveyed?" Aura turned to Sheila and asked.

"Yes, we do. The branch has a special messenger who is responsible for this matter. The order can even be delivered to the remote villages in the mountains. Do you have any instructions, sir?"

"Tell the messenger not to go. From today on, all orders will be delivered by me personally."

"You go? However, the title of minister may not be enough to make those sheriffs obedient. Those ruffians were previously bribed by the Earl with benefits. We can use his messenger system and make them obey before the news spreads."

"Use benefits to win them over? Well, the Count and I have the same idea. I have also prepared gifts and visited each of them one by one."

"Gift? Where?"

Sheila looked over curiously. Although she admitted that Aula was very powerful, from her previous observations, Aula did not look like someone from a wealthy family. Could it be that she had misjudged him? Could Minister Aula really have enough money to bribe those ruffians?

"here!"

Aura assembled the axe parts in the box and took out a super-grade weapon that used magic technology and was equipped with mass compression magic, self-sharpening magic, material reinforcement magic... and various complex spells.

The axe handle was as tall as an Aura, and the axe blade was bigger than her head. With the anti-magic magic added to it by Volame, Aura was confident that she could chop off the head of Mahat from the Golden Country, the leader of the Seven Collapsed Sages a thousand years later, with this axe.

"What...are you planning to give me?" Silla gradually had a bad feeling.

"Send those sheriffs their heads."

"But aren't their heads on their heads?"

"Their heads aren't on their necks now—"

Aula shook her head slowly and placed the horizontal axe in front of her, reflecting her bloodthirsty eyes that were slightly bloody.

"After meeting me, their heads are now heads. Before I met them, they were just balls of flesh hanging around their necks."

Chapter 112: The Wandering Magician

Outside the city of San Lorenzo, on a steep valley, a dozen magicians in black clothes and hoods have been waiting for a long time again.

"Chief, it's been less than half a year since the last time the nobles paid us to kill him, right?"