The corners of Jellal's mouth couldn't help twitching twice, and Urrutia pursed her red lips, almost laughing out loud.

She has long been unhappy with these old men!

Or Ann... The master's mouth is powerful....

The tall, round fat man sitting in the middle, seeing Anker so faceless, couldn't help but say with a black face:

"Mr. Anker of the Holy Ten, please be respectful, this is not a place where you can spread wild!"

Anker sneered, scanned the gang of rabble, propped his chin, and said in a flat tone: "Attitude? That's my attitude. "

Besides, some of them don't, don't blame me for turning around and leaving."

What the congressmen did not expect was that this genius wizard under Makarov was completely different from those old guys.

Ordinary people come to the Senate, even Makarov, and their attitude must be more modest.

After all, the Council controls all the magical order of this continent, and if these bigwigs want to develop their own power, they must have a good relationship with the Council.

Even if you can't make good friends, you have to shrug your face and forcibly endure it.

No way, those of them who are engaged in magic careers, the Senate's binding is too great.

And you look at Anker again.

As soon as this guy came to the council, he dragged like a grandfather, and did not put their people in his eyes at all!

The others greeted the parliamentarians with smiling faces, and Anke looked at them with the same expression as Nima's autopsy...

The old-fashioned faces of these parliamentarians showed anger, and the dismount was unsuccessful, but it made this kid disgusting!

You really don't take us seriously!

Aren't this ignorant hairy boy afraid that they will retaliate?

Fortunately, Anker didn't know what was going on in their minds, otherwise they would definitely be laughed at with joy.

Revenge from the Senate?

Under normal circumstances, Anker may still be afraid of two points, but...

Soon, after Jalal and Anke's plan is implemented, the building of the Council of Judges will be blown up by Urrutia, and the magic wizard power will be mistakenly released.

After that, the Senate will be dissatisfied and denounced by the people, and finally in the measures of the mainland political organs, this Council will be dissolved and reorganized.

At that time, the new senate, without these old members, were replaced by new members.

Although still a bunch of old guys, at least not as rotten as these people.

At that time, the atmosphere against the demon tail will become a little lighter....

Only a little, indeed, but for Anke, enough.

In this old council, as long as Anker kept his mind body and let him continue to serve as a councilor, everything would be fine.

Curry favor with these old men and ladies who are about to retire and do not know it?

Anker didn't have that spare time.

When these parliamentarians saw Anke's tough attitude, their faces turned livid, and they were unwilling to speak, as if they had fallen behind as soon as they spoke.

Anker didn't understand this two-armed behavior, and then stood up, just about to leave, when finally someone spoke:

"Child, don't worry, we just want to ask you about the last Lullaby."

The short and old Mr. Ajima spoke up and looked at Anker kindly and asked.

Anker just wanted to get up for a while, but finally sat down.

Yajima and the president are old friends, and usually protect the guild in the council.

Even when Anker and them were young, they had come to the guild and seen themselves, barely being an old man who watched him grow up.

Facing such an elder, Anke's attitude was of course not like that of others, and his tone was softened:

"On this mission, I just happened to encounter the magic flute that Lullaby turned into and fought with it, but it was quickly solved by me.

"As far as I know, this should have caused no human losses, I wonder what Mr. Yajima wants to ask?"

Yajima opened her mouth and was just about to speak, when an old-fashioned bellows-like voice suddenly came from beside her:

"Hmph! Don't tell the truth, if you defeated the demon, did the magic flute he turned back into disappear!

Anke's face suddenly turned cold, and he turned his head to look at the little old man who interjected.

The old man squinted with small, cloudy eyes, wore two cat-ear-like things on his head, and was as short as Yajima.

Looking at the past, I don't recognize this person at all, but like a treacherous and cunning old cat....

Anker did not answer the old man's question, unabashedly released a raging anger, and said in a deep voice:

"What kind of thing are you, and you are worthy of interrupting my conversation with Mr. Yajima?!"

Mikairo was frightened by Anke's sudden fierceness, but when he thought of his identity, he suddenly had a bottom in his heart and said angrily:

"Presumptuous! You..."

"Enough."

The speaker stopped Mikairo, who was anxious and white-faced, a little tired, and ordered Yajima: "Councilor Yajima, you come and ask, there is no need to make more trouble..."

Stunned, the more reckless Anker behaved, the more difficult it was for the speaker to start.

Abolish his title, people are no longer rare in this title, and the advantage that should be taken has long been occupied in recent years.

On the contrary, the current Council of Judges must continue to maintain their majesty by taking advantage of the fame of these young Saint Ten...

Yajima nodded and continued to ask, "Then... Anke, I don't know if you know, where did that magic flute fall?

Anker shook his head and said bluntly: "I don't know, I didn't see that guy turn back into the magic flute at all."

"My magic is very destructive, I think it has been destroyed."

This time, Anker didn't lie, the demon did not change back to the magic flute in the end, probably because of the particularity of his magic power, it was completely gone....

Yajima nodded, and then glanced at the speaker with some helplessness.

The Speaker's face was not very good-looking, and such a powerful spell killing magic was destroyed like this.

The parliamentarians sitting here can't help but feel a little distressed.

The Council has a lot of forbidden and dangerous magic, not only to stop the wrong development of the wizarding world, but also because doing so can effectively improve their deterrent.

What they were most worried about was that Anke hid the magic flute in his hands for selfish desires, which led to the situation that the parliamentarians had vaguely wanted to interrogate him just now.

But now looking at Anke's appearance, it seems that the magic flute is really not in his hand.

The congressman sighed in his heart, what a magic and weapon, if the Senate could master it....

Alas ....

Anker heard these old men sigh in unison, and there was something strange in his heart.

But at this time, Urrutia, who was sitting on the side, suddenly winked at Anker vaguely.

Don't say, this little look is really good-looking....

Anke withdrew his gaze after receiving Urutia's signal.

The plan for Garna Island is almost over, it's almost time for Urrutia to be his own person completely!

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