57 Ten Wizards Saints 1
Bourne sighed inwardly and felt a bit guilty to erase all of his crime, but he needed to do this since he didn't want to be trapped by his past. He needed to have a bright future, especially when he had two women beside him. Though, when he thought about what he had done in the past five years....
'........;
Bourne shook his head and decided to focus on what he was about to do.
Before Bourne came to the Magic Council, he had done his research on all of the important members of this organization. In addition to the Ten Saints Wizards, the only people that he needed to watch out for were the 10 people who gathered among this fat man.
Gran Doma.
Bourne knew that Gran Doma was the chairman of the Magic Council. In other words, Gran Doma was the one who could control all of the members of the organization. However, compared to the four magicians in front of them, Gran Doma was quite a small figure.
Ten Saints Wizards.
Bourne needed Ur to enter this organization and he needed to get the four people in front of them to agree with it.
Draculos Hyberion, Wolfheim, Warrod Sequen, and Makarov Dreyar.
Bourne knew all of them and knew about their information since it was very easy to get. He knew that he could defeat them, but he didn't need to do that since he didn't have an intention to enter a Magic Council.
"I see... it is a great proposal," Makarov said while rubbing his chin. He didn't want Jose Porla to become part of Ten Wizards Saints and it was better to support Ur to become part of this organization, but he knew that Ur needed to have sufficient strength to enter this organization.
"Makarov! How can you say that! They're criminals!"
One of the members of the Magic Councils didn't give up trying to stop this charade since he was worried that Ur would really become part of Ten Wizards Saints.
"They're not." Warrod smiled and said, "I'm the one who calls them."
"..."
"What?!"
Everyone was looking at Warrod incredulously.
"I've seen great broccoli. Thank you," Warrod said with a smile toward Ur.
Ur was confused, but when Bourne gave her a wink, she gave a slight nod to Warrod.
"You're being invited by Warrod?" Wolfheim raised his eyebrow with a suspicious expression.
Bourne didn't know why Warrod decided to help them, but he didn't care much and used this chance directly.
"Yes." Bourne gave a slight bow and said, "I'm sorry that we were a bit rude before, but if you're being troubled by this massive ice broccoli, we can make it disappear right away."
Ur snapped her fingers and the massive ice broccoli scattered into several pieces, turning into beautiful ice flakes.
"..."
Everyone was mesmerized for a moment since this scene was so beautiful. They were entranced, but then their thought was broken when someone asked a question.
"You've been invited by Warrod-sama? So why did you create that ice broccoli? And why didn't Warrod-sama say anything earlier?" Org asked.
"It's a surprise!" Warrod smiled and raised his hands as if his prank had been successful.
"......."
Everyone was looking at Warrod with a speechless expression, but when they thought about Warrod's personality then they felt that it was possible.
"Cough! Cough!"
Draculo coughed up to get the attention of all the people in this place. "Let's not waste any time. I can see that all of you are being invited by Warrod to become part of the Ten Saints Wizards, right?" He looked at Ur to confirm.
"Yes."
Ur nodded without hesitation since Bourne had whispered to him before to play along.
It seemed all of the charade that had happened earlier had disappeared and the majority of people in this place decided to accept Warrod's explanation forgetting what had happened in previous chapters.
"Then let's test her power, right away." Draculo looked at Gran Doma and asked, "What do you think, Chairman?"
"Hmm...." Gran Doma stroked his white beard and nodded. "Why not? Let's test her power to see whether she's suitable to become part of Ten Saints Wizards."
"What?!"
"Why?!"
Some members of the Magic Council didn't seem to agree.
"What are you afraid of? If she's a fake then she's going to fail the test after all." Gran Doma snorted, looking at the members of the Magic Council who seemed to disagree with his decision.
"How about we have a vote on who agrees to test on...." Org looked at Ur since he didn't know her name.
"Ur. Her name is Ur," Bourne said.
"Ur." Org nodded and said, "So who agrees to do this test?" He raised his hand without hesitation since he also wanted to see whether this woman was the magician who had solved the problem within the Land of Isvan.
Most of the members of the Magic Council agreed with this test and only three people who rejected this test since they had received a bribe.
Bourne stared at the three people and remembered their appearance.
"Then let us do the test." Org nodded and asked, "Ur, are you ready for the test?"
"Yeah." Ur nodded and asked, "So who am I going to fight?"
Everyone was looking at the four members of the Ten Saints Wizards and three members of Ten Saints Wizards were looking at Makarov.
"Me?" Makarov was startled.
Everyone nodded at the same time.
"..."
Makarov sighed and knew that he needed to do it since he was the one with the lowest ranking among the Ten Saints Wizards. Then his expression changed and said, "I'm not going to give you mercy on this test, little girl."
"Should I give you a handicap, grandpa?" Ur asked. In her eyes, Makarov's age was older than her after all.
"Let's see if you can talk that haughty after you've been defeated by me," Makarov said. Even though he supported Ur to become part of Ten Saints Wizards, it didn't mean that he was going to give Ur a handicap since the name of Ten Saints Wizards wasn't something that could be received by a random magician. Though, if she really was the one who had solved the matter within the Land of Isvan, he thought that she should have the power to become a member of this organization.
Everyone agreed with the test and they decided to do it on the open field that was used for training by the members of the Magic Council.
Bourne, Ultear, and Warrod walked next to each other and talked very happily to each other. Though, Ultear was only looking at Bourne with a doubt since she knew that he didn't know Warrod.
Bourne didn't care why Warrod decided to help him, but since Warrod had helped him. He was grateful, but he wouldn't ask him the reason since it would show that they were faking their relationship.
"How old are you, Bourne?" Warrod asked since he felt that this boy was very strong.
"12."
Warrod was a bit surprised, but then he whispered and asked, "So what's your relationship with two girls beside you?"
"Hmm.... someone that I've promised to be together with?" Bourne felt that his relationship with Ultear and Ur was quite complicated, but then he felt that his arm was being hugged. He saw that Ultear was hugging his arm with a smile.
Bourne really wanted to kiss her at this moment, but then his shoulder was being patted.
"I like you. You're like me when I was young." Warrod gave Bourne a thumbs up.
"......"
Bourne and Ultear rolled their eyes and clearly didn't believe what this guy was saying.
Everyone, who was looking at the interaction between Bourne and Warrod, thought that Ur, Ultear, Bourne, and Warrod really knew each other and it might be the reason why Warrod decided to talk about the giant ice broccoli on the meeting before.
But then everyone turned quiet since the duel between Makarov and Ur was about to begin soon.
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Ur took a deep breath and looked at Makarov.
Makarov didn't know any information about Ur and the only thing that he knew was that this woman might be an ice magician.
For Ur, she knew most of Makarov's information and in this duel, she had an advantage.
Org had become the judge on this test and the one who was going to give a signal to start the test.
"So are you two ready?" Org asked.
Makarov and Ur nodded at the same time.
"Then, start!"
Makarov and Ur released their magical energy at the same time.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!!*
The moment two magical energies were released at the same time, every soldier who watched this fun was blown away by the sheer force of the clash between two magical energies.
