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"Furthermore, there is a way for the Crimson Blood Tribe to identify members of the same race and communicate with each other. They gather together and hide among the world."

The Crimson Blood Tribe is a special race with very few people, but almost all of them have their own talents.

It is not unusual for these talents to have the ability to facilitate communication.

"Even, it's hidden around us, don't you feel disgusted!"

Betan said in a shocked voice.

"But this is just your imagination." Ahil retorted.

"Fantasy? Could it be that the war 60 years ago was fake? Is that also my imagination!? Do you have to wait until the Red Blood Tribe becomes stronger to make you feel better!"

Facing Betan's hysterical roar, Aixier didn't say anything more.

The boiling atmosphere calmed down for a while.

Tyneer, who had been staring at Vickrey for a long time, spoke.

"As the heir to the Pod family, what do you think of Professor Weekly?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Vickrey.

The Pod family.

As demon hunters, they have been active on the front line against demons since ancient times.

When it comes to demons, Vickery has a very high say.

"..."

As a modern person, he knew the plot of the game and understood what the subsequent suppression would mean if he remained silent.

Massacre, no doubt.

Weekley intends to prevent this from happening, so he can only postpone the date of the suppression...

Because only in this way, the Red Blood Clan will not completely degenerate into demons and become enemies of the world, and the difficulty of his future tasks will be greatly reduced.

"Obviously, the Crimson Blood Tribe is our enemy."

Vickery said calmly.

"But if you go back to the root cause, you will find that it was a misunderstanding."

"Oh?"

Bertan showed slight disdain.

Vickery ignored it and continued.

"The conflict between us and the Crimson Blood Tribe originated from the 'Fiona Witch' attack 313 years ago. The Crimson Blood Tribe's witch killed an elder councilor."

"Although it was discovered years later that Fiona had actually been wrongfully accused, it was already too late."

Vickery paused.

"Taking that incident as an opportunity, human wizards launched a large-scale suppression, and the conflict between the two escalated step by step, eventually leading to bloodshed. The Scarlet Blood Tribe suffered heavy casualties, and their hatred can no longer be resolved."

In the college library, he read relevant literature.

"And the war you mentioned 60 years ago was essentially a struggle for interests. The discovery of magic stone mines on the land of the Crimson Blood Tribe was the cause of the incident."

Magic stone mine is the most important battle resource in this world.

"Profits? Don't impose your ideas on history!"

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"Benefits? Don't put your ideas into

Forcing history! "

Betan knocked on the table.

Vickery sighed.

"Is it true? You should have the answer in your heart."

The facts are right in front of us. Do we have to wait until the situation is irreversible to realize our mistake?

"They are clearly the remnants of demons! Speaking for them like this, Vickrey, are you still a demon hunter!"

Bertan stood up abruptly, pointed at Vickrey angrily and reprimanded.

"Isn't it your turn to say that the purpose of the Pod family is to kill demons, not the Red Blood clan?"

"The Redbloods are demons!"

Deafening shouts rang out in the conference hall, but no one refuted. The massacre was inevitable sooner or later.

"..."

Following Betan's shout, the conference room fell into silence.

In this space that was originally filled with all kinds of words and saliva, this silence seemed particularly abrupt.

In the silence, the tension doubled.

Vickery looked at Bethan.

"The Redbloods are not demons. I can take full responsibility for this statement."

Those who are not of my race will be punished, and the humans in this world are not exempt.

And Betan is the representative of this kind of people.

"If you don't have the facts, you just assume that the other person is a devil. To a certain extent, such a person is more terrifying than a devil. Are you right? Betan."

"..."

Bertan didn't reply.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Vickery finished his speech.

Suddenly, Zelidan's voice echoed in the hall.

"Betan's motion has been temporarily shelved due to insufficient reasons. Today's meeting ends here and is adjourned."

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The first day's meeting ended without any clear conclusion.

Although it was unexpected, it was no big deal to Olivia. She had been prepared to stay here for four days from the moment she set off.

It was still some time before dawn, and the sky was still dark.

Since there was still a long way to go in the first area, Taerner took his daughter to the hotel in the third area.

Although the manager of the hotel thought that C-level wizards should not be here, he didn't say anything after seeing Taern who was accompanying him. He simply handed Olivia the key and a piece of paper filled with precautions. hands.

"Single room No. 4, 20 galleons a night."

"My dear, this is not the first area. Don't run around at night."

Taen'er warned earnestly.

"understood."

Olivia turned around and walked into her room.

"Um..."

The furnishings of the hotel are very simple, with only a single bed, a cabinet, a rocking chair and a fireplace.

It was no different from the first area. Olivia looked at the notes she had just received from the administrator.

[Wizards’ Council, Night Rules of the Third Area Hotel]

1. If you find an open door in the corridor at night, do not go in or look inside.

2. If someone knocks on the door outside your room at night, don't pay attention. You can't help.

3. This hotel is a single-story building. If there are stairs, please ignore them.

4. Please do not get out of bed and move around at will during the night, as you may be randomly moved to another space.

5. Don't use magic, otherwise it will bring misfortune.

After reading it, Olivia blinked.

They were all rules with unclear meanings, and she didn't understand what the administrator wanted to express.

Although she was curious about the meaning, since she had promised her father, she would not run away. Besides, she was not a child who insisted on exploring...

And she was so tired today, she just wanted to go to bed right now.

Olivia was lying on the bed, and the eagle flew to the bedside, preparing to sleep with her master.

"Good night."

Olivia whispered to her familiar.

Then she closed her eyes and soon fell into sleep...

----

The dry throat made Olivia open her eyes. She looked at the clock on the wall and saw that she seemed to have slept for three hours.

"Slept pretty well."

Olivia stretched out, happily walked out of bed and picked up the water glass on the cabinet.

Just after drinking a glass of water, she turned around to go back.

Olivia was stunned.

"..."

The scenery in front of me changed. It was no longer a room, but a corridor with no end.

For a moment, Olivia stood on her back. She felt a sudden tremor on her back and a chill on her neck.

Olivia remembered the fourth rule.

[4. Please do not get out of bed and walk around at will during the night, as you may be randomly transferred to another space. 】

The cold floor made her shrink her toes.

I was really transferred...

"Huhuhu~"

A gust of wind blew from nowhere and made her shiver.

Olivia looked around and found a staircase not far away.

[3. This hotel is a single-story building. If there are stairs, please ignore them. 】

Things are getting weirder and weirder.

The wind was still blowing, Olivia comforted herself in her heart.

It's just a little wind, it's okay, nothing weird will happen...

While walking, a room with an open door appeared on the right side of the empty corridor, and Olivia stopped.

.

[1. If you find an open door in the corridor at night, do not go in or look inside. 】

Olivia's heart was beating fast. She forced herself not to look inside and walked over quickly in extreme nervousness.

I don't know how long it has been like this.

She came to a closed door.

"Dong dong."

Olivia knocked on the door, but there was no response.

No matter how long she waited, the door didn't open.

"Huhuhu~"

The wind blew from somewhere again. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the wind was a little stronger than before...

Emboldened, Olivia walked a little further and stood in front of another door.