Overpowered Archmage Doesn't Hide His Talent

Chapter 125:

Translator: MarcTempest

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Chapter 125 [ Yes.]

Hmm.

Meanwhile, in the reception room of the Cloud family.

Conrad was sitting side by side with two other family heads, with five informants standing in front of him.

Is this all true?

A cross-shaped scar under his eye, white hair neatly combed back.

The head of the Cloud family, Conrad, asked the informants with a solemn expression.

Yes, yes. Its true.

The informant who bowed his head in front of him answered.

Conrad stared at him expressionlessly.

The informant was trembling all over.

What if its not true?

Yes?

Conrad lit a cigar in his mouth.

He exhaled, but the smoke did not spread and only circled around Conrad.

The smoke, which was his unique ability and his sword at the same time.

How will you take responsibility if the information is not true?

It, its true. We sifted and sifted it.

Conrad finally nodded his head.

He was madly collecting information these days.

He did not care about the amount of gold coins he spent, as long as the information was related to the Hunting competition.

Fine.

Conrad threw the pouches of gold coins he had promised as rewards on the floor one by one.

There were five in total.

Gasp.

Disappear from my sight.

Yes, yes. Thank you!

After grabbing the pouches of gold coins, the informants left the place as if they were running away.

They stumbled on the floor once, bumped into each other once, and ran away in a hurry.

Pathetic fools.

Conrad spat out smoke as he glared at them.

What do those lowlifes know? Please understand.

The head of the Jaxen family, who was sitting next to him, smiled leisurely.

He looked over the papers that the informants had handed over and continued.

The magic department is still making a fuss, huh.

The interest in magic has increased overall. There are even people who follow the representative magicians.

The one who grumbled from the side was the head of the Tudor family.

They were both knights who shared Conrads intentions.

The head of the Jaxen family nodded.

Yes. The group interview must have been a fun topic for many people. There are even people who have fallen in love with the representatives of the magic department.

Despite the end of the Hunting competition, the public interest in the Hunting competition only grew.

What happened inside the danger zone, what it was like, every anecdote became a hot topic.

But that only made Conrad angry.

Someone was reaping the benefits from the Hunting competition, while he lost his son.

He even had to try hard to hide the fact that his son Kian had become a demon.

Finally, Conrad opened his mouth.

Lately, the second princess seems to have increased her interest in the magicians. This group interview too.

Its not just the princess. The opinions of the knights in the royal palace have also started to diverge.

Diverge, huh.

Now theyre like, lets just admit it, lets watch it, lets nip it in the bud These are just some of the things that come to mind.

The Jaxen family, the Tudor family, and the others who gathered today belonged to the hardliners who wanted to overthrow the status quo.

The head of the Jaxen family smiled at Conrad.

Still, Im glad youre with us, Conrad. If we join forces with those who act recklessly, were bound to mess things up.

Im just doing my job.

Conrad answered calmly.

Of course, Conrad had no choice but to join this side.

If the representatives of the magic department were alive, they would find out that his son Kian had become a demon.

But that Flan guy is really amazing. Hes young, but his skills are certain.

Thats why we have to be more careful.

Flan was different.

No, definitely different.

It was shocking enough that his son Kian had become a demon, but it was even more shocking that Flan had survived facing it.

If you do your best, there will be no failure.

How did the Cloud family get this far?

Their daughter, who was proficient in the upper world, rolled the capital, and Conrad eliminated anyone who got in their way.

No one would ever know that his son had become a demon. It had to be that way.

Flan

But.

Why?

As soon as he muttered that name, a strange uneasiness swept over his body.

What people often call a bad feeling.

It was not something that he, who had a keen sense, could ignore.

Whats wrong?

Ha.

But he blew away that bad feeling with a sneer.

If he acknowledged the opponents ability and prepared for everything, he would never fail.

Conrad took another puff of smoke.

My goodness, your skin is better than a newborn baby. Its rather hard to decide what to apply.

Yes.

Trixie murmured as she sat in front of the vanity.

Before the group interview, the royal maid who helped with the makeup exclaimed in admiration.

She dabbed cream like paint on a brush and gently spread it on Trixies face.

Yes.

Yes, yes.

Aha.

Im not very interested in makeup.

Even after that, the praise for Trixie continued, but the person in question only gave a bland response.

Oh, okay. Ill just do it lightly then. Haha

The maid laughed awkwardly and sweated profusely.

From the beginning, Trixie seemed to have no time to talk to anyone, as she was focused on the trivia messages.

And the destination of the letters she sent was me.

[*Trixie]

[ They say my skin is like a babys]

[ You can come and see for yourself ]

[ Do you want to pinch and stretch my cheeks later?]

[ Oops, I have to work harder to meet you]

[ Mr. Guidance, are you watching the group interview today?]

I thought for a moment and sent a reply.

[ Sure.]

Huh.

Trixie slammed the trivia shut with a loud noise and widened her eyes.

The maid who assisted with the makeup was startled as well.

Oh, why? Is this too dark for you?

No. No, its not.

Trixies face became serious.

Please, make me look very elegant.

With a completely different attitude from before, Trixie stared intently at herself in the vanity mirror.

I finally closed the trivia book.

Twenty more minutes passed like that.

Hmm.

Finally, the makeover was over.

Trixie examined her appearance from different angles, tucking her hair behind her ears.

You.

And then she spoke to me bluntly.

I looked at her calmly.

It meant that she should continue if she had something to say.

Dont you have anything to say to me?

At the unexpected question, I scrutinized her.

She looked a bit more elegant than usual.

It was only natural, since she was wearing a dress instead of the academy uniform.

I didnt have much to guess.

Do you want me to compliment you?

Thats not it.

Trixie reached out a hand to me.

Give it to me.

I ignored her meaningless gesture, but Trixie opened and closed her palm several times.

Give me more.

You wanted more homework, huh.

Mr. Guidance, I mean. Dont you have something to give me that you were supposed to pass on to me?

Nothing.

There was a brief silence.

Trixie blinked a few times.

That cant be.

Nothing.

There has to be something. Give it to me.

Around then, I heard a faint laugh from Louis.

He was drawing something in his notebook.

He was looking at me and Trixie alternately, so it wasnt hard to guess what he was drawing.

Trixie narrowed her eyes.

What are you doing?

Its nice to leave our daily life in pictures, dont you think? And you know what? You two look pretty good together.

We dont match at all. And dont draw that.

Im just going to give it to you when I finish, you can keep it or throw it away, thats up to you.

He smiled slyly. It was a kind smile.

Trixie manifested a blue flame.

She tried to burn Louiss trivia book, but it was blocked by a barrier of light.

Todays group interview, the response will be good, right?

A maid from the palace smiled brightly.

Trixie looked at her as if she had heard something strange.

Suddenly?

Yes. The representatives have to be close to each other for the people to like them. Everyone here seems to be like that.

Trixie casually fixed her hair. She coughed and started to look through the papers piled up on the desk.

Louis came up to me and whispered.

Trixie must have made a list of expected questions to prepare. She stayed up all night doing that.

But his whisper was loud enough for Trixie to hear, and she glanced at us with narrowed eyes.

People will be interested in our family too, you know. Im the eldest daughter of the von Fritz family. Its only natural that I do my best as the next head of the family.

Ahaha, is that so? I dont have any thoughts like that. The interview topic is our daily life, after all. I have no idea what theyre going to ask us.

Louis had a point.

Trixies attitude was admirable, but the problem was the topic of the interview.

Daily life.

That was the only word that described the interview plan, but it was too broad to be specific.

We could talk about the magic that permeated our lives as magicians, but it was no different from saying that we could also talk about our personal stories.

Are you ready? Oh, you look ready.

Violet, who came into the waiting room late, looked at us one by one.

Especially when she saw Trixie, her eyes sparkled.

Violet leaned in to me.

Are you all feeling okay? The place is the palace, after all. You must be a bit nervous.

Im no different from usual.

Then I dont have to worry too much. Im counting on you again, Flan. Oh, and.

Violet blinked.

Its about the funds for the tower. You said the dean had a way, but is that way a group interview?

A group interview is just one of the methods.

I see. Its really hard to tell.

Violet nodded a few times.

And what about the power source? Is it okay to keep it like this? I dont think the vampires will stay still.

Ill take responsibility.

Okay. I guess I have to trust you then.

Violet smiled brightly.

The group interview finally began.

The royal garden, named Coexistence.

The interview started in this mysterious place where four seasons coexisted at the same time.

The representatives standing next to me, the bureaucrats holding crystal balls everywhere.

The faces of those I could see became quite serious.

Nice to meet you. Im Irene, and Ill be in charge of todays interview.

Irene swept her ash-colored hair behind her neck and greeted them.

Unlike the other bureaucrats, she didnt seem nervous at all.

Her gaze lingered on me for a while.

Then she shook her head.

Its nothing. I just thought that you were the only one who wasnt tense here, Flan.

Irene smiled leisurely and clapped her palms, making a sound.

It was the signal for the start of the group interview.

Shall we start with some light questions? Nothing too difficult. Okay. Todays interview topic is daily life

Sweeping her ash-colored hair, Irene looked around the representatives.

First, Becky.

In the end, the first name that was called was Beckys.

Who do you like the most among the representatives?