Chapter 32

Chapter 32

The first agenda of the Bercht conference was the appearance of demons, one of which I killed at the Mountain of Darkness. To start with, Dzekdan demanded my testimony.

“The Mountain of Darkness is an area that has always been under-purified. There’s always been more than enough monsters there, but I didn’t expect to kill a demon that day.” I caught my breath after my testimony.

Essecil, the young Head of the Bran Family, added to my vague explanation.

“That means this has become more serious and much larger than the frequent appearances of the demons in the system. Not only that, The north is swarming with them. Command each school or cooperate with the Church. Wizards need to be dispatched to the suspected area.”

She was a Named character with mysterious green hair and a trustworthy head of a family with high convictions.

Now that I didn’t have the power to interpret, judge, reiterate or refute others’ words verbally, I decided to agree with the messenger to close off my statement.

“That is correct.”

Essecil’s eyes widened in surprise.

Well, Deculein was the type to point things out, even if it was right.

The other wizards didn’t necessarily criticize this item on the agenda.

“First of all, if the Church selects a suspected area, wizards can then be chosen and dispatched from each magic school.”

They had passed through the first item.

“The ‘Linnel School,’ known for their destructive magic, has shown great enthusiasm in exacting the demon’s punishment…”

But there was still quite a lot to discuss on the agenda, such as which schools would be dispatched, what countermeasures to apply on the areas where the demons frequently appeared, what revisions had to be done on the dungeon and demon hunting laws, and more.

For almost 4 hours, the round table discussed important matters without end.

During that time, I kept my silence, reserving my right to speak three times.

“We will adjourn for now to take a short break.”

In just five hours, I was able to get off the round table.

I went outside to gather my senses, finding a petite man with brown hair stamping his feet near the exit.

Allen.

“… Ah, professor!”

Allen shouted and came running.

“A-are y-you alright? I’m sorry I’m late! Joining the conference while it’s already ongoing is against the law, so I was left with no other option but to wait. I’m sorry…”

I shook my head as he became flustered. “It’s okay.”