Understand humans!

Aura yawned and murmured in a sleepy state.

"Not yet fifty."

Zanze touched some of his gray hair.

"I am over five hundred years old."

Awula emphasized.

"But Aura, you are still far from death."

"Of course."

"I am a human being and I will age in just a hundred years."

"Of course."

Aula fell asleep without a care in the world. She knew that humans had a short lifespan, and she also knew that Zanze would grow old.

Probably in another fifty years, we'll have to replace the slave.

It's no trouble.

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Today is the annual general meeting of the Continental Magic Association, and leaders from all departments of the association will attend.

Each branch in each country will also select a representative to participate.

Many first-level magicians who usually stay away from Kribi due to their duties will also come back on this day.

Even a great magician will appear.

This is considered an important annual festival for the Continental Magic Association.

For the ministers of the Magic Association, this meeting has special significance, because at this meeting, they not only have to summarize the achievements of their departments in the past year, but also strive for funding for their departments in the next year in front of all their colleagues.

"Brandon, long time no see. You've rushed back from the border. Aren't you already a first-level magician? Why are you still so reckless?"

"Long time no see, Minister Myron. Haha, you have also been promoted to the Minister of the Etaples Branch. It seems that the various branches of the Magic Association have changed a lot in the past year, and there are many new faces. By the way, how did you find out about me and rush back?"

Before the meeting began, many old acquaintances of magicians were reminiscing about the past in the audience. The middle-aged man in a luxurious specially made magic robe pointed at the clothes of the relatively young man opposite him:

"I smell blood. You came back in a hurry and didn't have time to change your clothes. There are knife wounds on them. Be careful next time."

The relatively young man looked at his tattered magic robe and said with a casual smile:

"It's a small matter, a small matter. I'm used to it on the battlefield. Every day there's dust, rain, and swords flashing. It's a rare thing to have time to take a good bath and wear clean clothes. It's okay. I don't mind."

"Brandon, this is not a question of whether you care or not. The annual meeting of the Magic Association is a solemn occasion. You have to wear appropriate clothes. Otherwise, if you do this, it will be disrespectful to the Continental Magic Association."

"Disrespectful...Okay, okay, I'll remember that."

Brandon frowned. He looked around and found that everyone had changed into the magic robes specially made by the association to show their identities. Only he was still wearing wartime clothes, which made him look out of place.

He doesn't really care about the issue of clothing, and I believe that President Zanze doesn't care either. It's just that there is always a group of magicians in the Magic Association who care about what other people wear.

It was fine when he was out on the battlefield, but now that he was back in the Magic Association, Brandon had to be careful.

Although Myron's words sounded condescending, he did mean well in giving a reminder.

"Has anything big happened in the Magic Association recently?" After changing the topic of clothing and service, Brandon asked about the association's affairs.

"Big events? I guess you've heard about the big events that happened, such as the rotation of branch directors and the visit of the Seventh Prince of the Empire to Kribi..."

"Stop, stop, stop. These are all inland matters. They have nothing to do with my border. It's boring to listen to them. Or should we talk about whether there are any good talents in the association recently? Are there any talented magicians? Are there any outstanding first-level magicians?"

"Yes, there is—"

"tell me the story."

"It's even higher than a first-level magician. It's at the level of a great magician."

"Huh? Another great magician appears!" Brandon's eyes lit up. For the border where humans and demons are fighting, the news of the appearance of a great magician is much more shocking than the internal system reform of the association.

As long as the human side has one more great magician, whether he is sent to the border or just guarding here in Kribi, he can deter the demons.

Of course, the best way to deal with this is to send the Great Magician to travel to various countries and hide his whereabouts so that the demons cannot see where the human Great Magician is. This way, at least the double-digit demons can be restrained and will not dare to act rashly.

"However, this great magician is a little special. I'm afraid he is different from what you think, Brandon."

"How to say?"

"She doesn't hold the title of Grand Mage, and she hasn't passed any assessments. Even Lady Celia hasn't publicly acknowledged it, but everyone thinks she has the ability to be a Grand Mage."

"Ah? A great magician who has not been tested, how can that be true?"

"She can break the most advanced defensive magic in an instant, and there is no magical fluctuation."

"Really! This is indeed the level of a great magician."

"I also heard that Lord Volame had fought with her in private and was cornered by her several times."

"Is this true? It sounds like it's made up."

"And, what's even more exaggerated is the last one. She scolded me in front of Lady Celia, and walked out intact. Isn't that amazing?"

"It's fake! It must be made up."

Chapter 146 Everyone Knows It's Impossible

Brandon suddenly lost interest and waved his hand, denying the rumor that Myron had heard from somewhere.

Myron was only a second-level magician, so he had never experienced the test of Lady Celia, and therefore did not know how powerful the elf magician of the mythological era was.

Facing her, just the thought of challenging her was the end of my courage.

Not to mention any disrespectful thoughts.

Not to mention humans, even if it was the demons, the most powerful demons, the Demon King, Brandon believed that the Demon King would feel respect in front of Celie.

Who would start barking at Celia as soon as they meet? Does that person have a brain?

Even a magician who has just embarked on the path of magic and is at the lowest level will know that he should treat people with greater magic power than himself with respect. The behavior of flattering others outwardly in fear of their strength but cursing them in his heart is extremely shameless in terms of character.

As for speaking your mind in person.

——Brandon respected the other person as a person of great character.

Such people are fanatics of the true path of magic.

They have no God in their hearts and regard themselves as blasphemers of God.

Seeing that Brandon rejected it outright, Myron did not insist. He also heard the rumor from hearsay, and when the association did not publicly refute it, everyone spread it privately and discussed it as gossip like after-dinner chat.

In fact, no one knows whether it is true or not, and many magicians just find it interesting.

Perhaps it was out of jealousy. After all, the girl named Aura became the Minister of Education without even passing the magic test. She had such a high reputation and was hired by the president and kept at home by Zanze. They had a very good relationship.

Naturally, many people with ulterior motives paid attention to her, and it was not surprising that any news was spread privately. There were also all kinds of outrageous rumors that she was the illegitimate daughter of the first president and Zanze, and that Celia was a product of forbidden magic. However, most of the news with negative influence was suppressed by the association, leaving only some insignificant news still circulating.

For example, Aurat was disrespectful to Lady Celiai, stole money from President Zanze's house, and used his cute appearance to trick Vice President Volame into inviting him to eat free cake... It sounded like an attempt to sow discord between the Minister of Education and several senior officials of the association.

The disseminator has evil intentions.

As for your question about his impression of Aura, Myron would answer:

"She is a talented magician. Although she has not passed the assessment and her strength needs to be evaluated, she is indeed a talented young magician. She is just a little impetuous."

"Talented? Young?" Brandon was puzzled after hearing Myron's description. He had just listened to Myron casually talking about the interesting rumors about Kribi recently, and had heard Aula's name several times. However, neither the Minister of Education nor the suspected great magician's strength matched his youth.

"How young?"

"Under twenty."

"How is this possible? Is this a talent? This is an unrivaled genius, unrivaled in history!"

He is less than twenty years old and is suspected to be a great magician. Even if he is just suspected, it is enough to strike fear into people's hearts.

If Aura is allowed to grow up, then what will humans have to fear from the Demon King? With her as the leader and all the great magicians of today's human race, Brandon even thinks he can kill his way directly to the Demon King's Castle and chop off the Demon King's head.

"Yes, so this kid is being envied."

"We must protect her! Even if it means going to war with the demons! Once the demons know of her existence, they will definitely do everything they can to kill her...even...even other human countries may attack her, so we have to be on guard."

"Brandon, you think too much. Genius magicians are not uncommon. There are even second-level magicians at the age of ten. But after that, they will be at this level for the rest of their lives. They will never pass the first-level magician assessment. Also, don't think that the association has done nothing. You are in the Magic Association so you can distinguish between rumors and the truth. But outside the Magic Association, guess which of those outrageous news are true?"

"This... indeed, the president of the association must have considered it more than I did."

"Yes, there have been several times when the Minister of Education was seen trying to go to Kribi, but she was stopped by the President, Vice President, and Lady Celia in turn. This is enough to show how much the top leaders value her, and they are reluctant to let the Minister of Education go out and take risks."

"reasonable."

Brandon nodded.

Ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-

The sound of wind chimes rang out and the venue quickly became quiet.

This means that the job promotion of the people in charge of each department at the headquarters is about to begin.

First, let me give you an overview by President Zanze.

"I haven't been back for two or three years, and President Zanze's hair has turned even grayer." Brandon sighed.

He raised his hand and looked at his rough and scarred palms. Everyone has them.

Although Brandon has no recollection of what he looked like two or three years ago, he was definitely not the haggard look he has now with messy beard, dark and rough skin.

Human beings are such fragile creatures. Time, gun smoke, and wind and sand can easily change a person's appearance.

Brandon sometimes envied the demons who were his enemies.

What a perfect creature it is. It never gets old, never gets weak, and has no diseases. Even when injured, it recovers much faster than humans. However, humans also have something similar - elves. Elves are also considered a subspecies of humans. Compared to humans, demons are a completely different species.

However, even if there is a subspecies called elves among the human branch, it has nothing to do with Brandon. That longevity and eternal beauty will not be bestowed upon Brandon alone.

"Yes, I am old, President Zan Ze will be old soon, and you will be old too." Myron smiled and continued:

"Look at President Zanze. Although her hair is gray, she doesn't have many wrinkles. She still looks like she is thirty years old. She must have used a very energy-consuming magic to maintain her appearance."

"I have the impression that Lady Zanze doesn't care about her image. The president...maybe she is waiting for someone."

"Many magicians who have loved ones will use this magic, but most of them will never be able to wait for their loved ones in their lifetime."

"Exactly, who invented these annoying magics? People like me and you, Myron, don't care about them at all."

"Oh, no, I'm not like you."

"You also know this magic? Then why don't you use it?"

"I've been waiting for this."

"........."

Myron, who was already bald and fat, chuckled and didn't care about Brandon's sudden ugly expression. His eyes finally fell on President Zanze.

Sigh.

She watched the child grow up.

Didn't he know who she was waiting for? But that was impossible.

Everyone knows it's impossible.

Including Zanze himself.

Chapter 147: Not as Aware as Others

Zanze's summary of the Continental Magic Association's past year was concise and ended quickly.

Next, it is time for the Kribi ministers.

The Finance Department came on stage to report on the expenditures and incomes of the Continental Magic Association over the past year, and emphasized the sudden increase in funding from the Unified Empire at the end of the next year - everyone knew where it came from.

The Human Resources Department came to the stage to report on the increase in the number of magicians in various places, and the new assessment standards. Compared with last year's report, there were additional reports on the transfer arrangements of ministers from various places for next year, and criticism and punishment of some branch ministers who had become "local tyrants" - everyone knew why this additional content was included.

The Minister of Propaganda will take office next...

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