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Chapter 848: The Meeting of the Seven Sages of Lawrence Riel

Outside the ancient and solemn building of the National Museum of the Philippines, the silence of the late night seems to cast a veil of mystery over this historical treasure house.

The door of the museum has long been tightly closed.

Announce to the outside world that the day's visit has ended.

however,
Deep inside the library,

There are still some gentle lights flickering tenaciously in the dimness, bringing a touch of warm light to this sleeping historical palace.

And in those lights, a middle-aged man in neat work clothes, with a focused and calm expression on his face, was meticulously restoring the precious collections that carried the long history of the Philippines.

The man's movements were gentle and skillful, as if every touch was a silent tribute to these witnesses of history.

But at this moment, his movements suddenly paused, as if he realized something.

Even so, Reeves did not turn around, but said calmly:
"Mr. Rhine, you are finally here."

His voice was deep and magnetic, and it was particularly clear in the quiet night.

As his words fell, a calm and familiar voice echoed in the empty museum:

“The great libraries always treat guests in such a simple and unpretentious way that it inspires respect.”

The voice has not fallen,

An elegant figure like a gentleman slowly walked out from the shadows.

He was Su Wen, who had separated from the rebel organization. Of course, he was relieved because Jiang Menghan was looking after him.

Su Wen then turned his gaze to the huge library:
There are countless precious documents about the historical changes of the Philippines collected here. Every book and every manuscript seems to be a dusty memory, waiting to be reawakened:
“Since you have decided to let this [banquet] go on, and are ready to thoroughly expose the secrets they are hiding.

So, have you figured out how to weaken the 'Evil God'?"

Reeves nodded slightly:
“We certainly won’t let this city be buried with us.

However, the academic conflicts that extend from academic thoughts have made them so rampant that it is intolerable.

Lawrence Riel fought against the abyss for a thousand years or even longer, which earned us a place in the real world, in the Astronomical Society, and in the Great Library.

Staring into the abyss for too long,

Maybe it completely changed some people's minds.
In fact, they may have been implanted with the "Abyss Suggestion."

"Is the conflict between you irreconcilable?"

Su Wen said calmly,

"Then be prepared for the worst. Tell me how you deal with the evil gods."

"【Abyss Isolation】

Place the evil spirit in a special space environment: such as vacuum, strong magnetic field, high temperature/low temperature environment or even strong psychic field, to interfere with its normal physiological functions and weaken its ability.

Therefore,
We must create an environment of absolute dominance in Manila Bay.”

"The plan on the blade is not sound..."

"[Zhongmen-Alexios] is definitely on our side."

"Then take me to see them."

Su Wen didn't completely believe what Reeves said.

Therefore, even though he had received a reply from Dean Constance, the final outcome of all this still had to be decided by him alone.

at the same time,

A very high-level meeting was taking place on the main campus of Lawrence Ruier.

The City of Breeze, this magnificent institution beyond the limits of mortal cities, is like a miracle that has leapt out of an ancient legend.

It is deeply rooted in a vast expanse of greenery and fertile land of knowledge. Outside the huge Breeze City,

The huge barrier also blocks all the darkness that cannot be seen.

Among them, the main campus of Lawrence Ruier is actually an epic building complex under the structure of a world tree. Every brick and tile seems to carry the accumulation of thousands of years of wisdom and history.

The huge European architectural style is cleverly combined with natural wonders.

The towering buildings pierce the sky.
It is like a ladder leading to heaven, and the low courtyards and winding paths hide endless stories and secrets.

In this land nurtured by both magic and knowledge, the trees are towering. They are not just creations of nature, but more like guardians of ancient knowledge.

Twinkling stars can be seen faintly among the branches and leaves, as if the entire starry sky is attracted to this holy land, bestowing endless light and inspiration.

The surface of the building is carved with intricate totems and star maps, and every detail tells the dialogue between the universe and human wisdom.

Deep in the academy,
A door that was only allowed to be opened for the highest-level meetings slowly opened.

That was the large meeting room of the Sage Council of Lorenzriel.

As a subordinate organization of the Great Library, it has different responsibilities from the Sentinels.

As others took their places,

An old man in a long robe and a snow-white beard walked steadily into the star-studded hall.

His eyes sparkled with a deep light, as if he could see through the essence of all things in the world.

Old Constance slowly walked towards the main seat, which was an oak chair carved with intricate patterns, symbolizing wisdom and protection.

After sitting down,
He gently stroked his beard, his movements carrying a calmness and dignity that came from years of experience:

"Dear Lawrence Riel sages, and current deans,

Please be quiet. "

The old dean's voice was rich and deep, echoing throughout the conference room like an echo from ancient times.
Then, this old scholar, who Su Wen thought was a relatively kind person, turned his attention to another direction:
"We have specially convened the Council of Sages at this time to invite all the current deans to join.

Salic Ferrarella,

Current Dean Ferrarella, what do you want to say? "

After hearing the seriousness in Constance's words,
Salic Ferrarella, the dean who is usually known for his steadiness, stood up at this moment with an unprecedented determination.

His eyes penetrated the candlelight scattered on the conference table, as if he could see directly into the depths of the souls of everyone present.

Then,

This man actually admitted his motives:

"Dear seniors, colleagues, and the most distinguished wise man in our college - the old dean,"

Salic Ferrarella began to speak slowly, each word carefully considered.
“My students do have a bold proposal, an idea that might overturn traditional perceptions of Lawrence Riel.

So, even though this is not my focus, even though my students have their own differences.

I also want to guarantee them an experiment, a groundbreaking experiment that has never been done before.”

now,

Hearing that he actually admitted this answer that could almost lead to immediate judgment, the atmosphere in the conference room froze instantly.

Old Hugh Farr folded his hands,

He was silent.

Anta-Linyu gently took off the hairpin that bound her long emerald green hair. It turned out to be a miniature longbow.

The short-haired young female dean of the various gates, Alexios, had a cold look in her eyes, and traces of the gate began to emerge in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)