As the frost moon entered the late month, Aldernan ushered in a rare sunny day. When the mist dissipated, the sunlight that had not favored the imperial capital for a long time shone into the city. Even the long and deep corridors of the Royal Mages Association suddenly appeared some natural light beyond the magic lights. The sunlight shone through the ancient crystal narrow windows and casts inclined light columns between the walls and roofs. They floated on the portraits hanging on the inside of the corridor, and created clear light and dark lights on the faces that had long passed away and had brought glory to the association.

However, those who walked by in a hurry in front of the light and shadow obviously had no time to enjoy the long-lost warm sunshine.

Magicians wearing various robes were walking in a hurry on the corridor. These big men who were full of wisdom and had a transcendent status in the human social structure are now more or less worried. The people who used to love chatting the most no longer have the interest to chat with others. The people who are usually the most optimistic and cheerful are now tight-faced. The people in this building are still maintaining their daily work and maintaining the operation of the association. However, apart from these things, they are obviously not in the mood to consider other things.

Daniel, wearing a black robe, walked through these people with a hunched over, his steps were no different from the past. As an old wizard who was a little gloomy on weekdays, he always seemed particularly eye-catching when he entered the association. However, almost everyone is very gloomy today, and he seems to be harmonious with the atmosphere around him here.

The old mage looked up and glanced at the "colleagues" with a worried look on their faces, with a hint of sarcasm on their lips.

Of course he knew why these people were worried. He knew the truth behind everything two days ago, which was an unimaginable truth. Even when he first learned everything, he couldn't help but tremble. But now he had calmed down and could still watch the various aspects of these mediocre people with plenty of room for rest.

A god "falls", and the situation is under the control of his master. The divine residue left by the magic goddess is now sealed in the neural network as experimental specimens. He went to see it as a researcher last night... It's no big deal.

Daniel walked through the corridor of oppressed atmosphere and entered the association's main mage tower. Without anyone notifying him, he came to the study of the association's president Windsor Mapel.

The oak door driven by the magical mechanism opened to both sides with a slight creaking sound. Daniel stepped into the room and saw his former apprentice sitting behind a large desk, as if he was focused on some documents. Apart from that, there was no one else in the room, only a not-so-smart puppet cleaning the dust on the bookshelf.

Windsor Mapel felt the breath of walking into the room, and immediately raised his head from the document. After seeing Daniel, she smiled a little on her face: "Teacher, you are here."

"I don't like to come here, there are stupid faces everywhere," Daniel murmured, looking for a seat in the study. "You'd better have a good reason to have a trip-I've put down the experiment at hand."

"Of course, I won't bother you for nothing," Windsor Mapel had long been used to the unforgiving way of speaking by the mentor, and her tone was still gentle. "You must have known that the panic in the association has been recently - the situation of the Magic Goddess is different, which makes all the magicians feel uneasy."

Daniel raised his eyelids and looked at Windsor: "Don't tell me that you are also among the people who are anxious-I don't remember you are a pious person."

"Of course, I was not affected much. I still remember your teaching back then - the magician is the seeker of truth. What we should rely on most is the wisdom and spirit of exploration, rather than the grace of a god," Windsor nodded, "But many mages except me have been affected. Although there has not been any accidents that have been backfired due to mental wavering, the abnormal situation of the Magic Goddess has affected the mentality of most people and indirectly affected the progress of many researches..."

Daniel frowned: "I have been out of the association for many years. Do you think I will come back and care about the mental state of those people?"

"I certainly know this, but this matter is no longer just the association's own affairs. It affects all magicians, and even all spellcasters who have shallow beliefs about the magic goddess. Our Majesty needs the wizards with the power and prestigious mages in the empire to come forward and do something to... quell the storm."

As Windsor Mapel said, she handed the document she had been before to her mentor. The document flew up under the magical support and landed lightly in front of Daniel.

"What is this?" Daniel's face showed a hint of curiosity, and asked casually while taking the document.

"Before you start, I want to give you a... reminder," said Windsor with a solemn expression. "What I want to tell you is confidential information. It may be incredible, but this information was handed over to me directly by Your Majesty. Your Majesty personally guarantees its credibility. Please be mentally prepared when listening."

Daniel had some strange feeling in his heart, but he still maintained a expressionless posture and said casually: "You know I don't like mute mystery."

"Okay," Windsor Mapel breathed lightly, his expression as serious as ever before, and said word by word, "The Magic Goddess... may have fallen."

Daniel: “…”

Yes, what's wrong? I knew it two days ago. Yesterday, my teacher was studying ashes with my colleagues, and the word "fall" was not accurate. Strictly speaking, it was just a fake death...

"Are you serious?" Daniel raised his eyebrows, and after a brief and reasonable surprise, he showed a look of surprise, and expressed the skepticism that should be found in this situation. "Although I have taught you not to be too afraid of the gods, this topic is not a good material for jokes."

"I knew you would be like this," Windsor Mapel still maintained a serious expression, "but the news is absolutely true, although I don't know how to verify whether a god has really fallen, our Majesty has a way to confirm this."

Daniel stared at Windsor quietly for a few seconds, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the document in his hand.

The content is the main text of the draft notice about the fall of the Magic Goddess, and a plan - and Daniel is not unfamiliar with them.

"We will announce this news at the same time as the Cecil Empire - in this regard, His Majesty has reached an agreement with neighboring countries. For this purpose, we need a group of mages and scholars with sufficient prestige and influence in all walks of life to do this, and no one can question your prestige and influence in the field of magic technology," said Windsor Mapel solemnly. "After this, there will be a grand ceremony, this ceremony..."

"This ceremony will put everything in a final state, and the fall of the goddess of magic will no longer be a chaos, but a conclusion." Daniel said, interrupting the words behind Windsor.

This was the master's plan, which was decided two days ago, but at that time the plan seemed to be limited to the territory of the Cecil Empire.

But now it seems that the master seemed to have successfully convinced the ruler of Tifeng and pushed this matter into Tifeng's territory - this is of course a good thing, because the Tifeng Empire has the largest mage group in the world at present. If the master's plan also works here, then this "final" action will undoubtedly have better results.

Windsor didn't know what his mentor was thinking in his mind, and of course he couldn't know that his mentor had already known most of the situation two days ago, but she was not surprised by the mentor's words - an old man with a keen eye and rich experience could certainly see through the meaning behind this matter. If the mentor couldn't understand why the rulers of the two empires had to do this with great difficulty, that would be a problem.

She looked at her mentor and asked with some expectations: "So...what is your wish?"

"Of course, I'm happy," Daniel sent the paper back with a smile on his face. "I'm happy to serve His Majesty-and it seems to make sense in itself."

...

"Tifeng responded quite actively to the signals we released, including the joint announcement of the fall of the magic goddess and the corresponding farewell ceremony," Gao Wen looked at Amber beside him, with a smile on his face. "I thought Rosetta would consider it for a longer time - after all, this is information from his 'opponent', and it also involves a very dangerous god."

"Tifeng's God of War Church is already very unhappy. Rosetta certainly does not want the Magic Goddess to create a second wave of crisis. The solution you gave is the most effective way to calm the incident and stabilize the situation. Accepting your invitation is only good for him," Amber said casually. "As for why he responded so quickly... this is indeed quite surprising, but I think he should have his own source of information to determine the authenticity of the news here."

The cold wind in late autumn blew across the path between the flower ponds, and the sun shone on her face, and the amber eyes seemed to be shining, looking shining.

It was early morning and a relatively leisurely time. Gao Wen was walking in the garden as always, and Amber trotted beside him as usual.

The latter seemed to have become accustomed to this matter. First, he gave up relying on walking to catch up with Gao Wen's pace, and secondly, he gave up protesting Gao Wen's walking speed. Anyway, running is not a difficult task for her, and her two short legs are still quite fast.

"The Augustus family has been entangled with the 'curse of the gods' for two hundred years. Rosetta is as clear as I am. His cooperation with us should be quite sincere in events involving the gods," Gao Wen nodded. "According to the plan, we will set up a temporary coordination office to ensure the smooth progress of the memorial service, and at the same time to increase the influence as much as possible so that everyone can clearly know what is going on. Then these news will be spread through the respective business networks of the two countries, and merchants will spread throughout the human world... and even the kingdoms of other races other than humans.

"This is the first time in history that humans have funerals for gods. If we can successfully turn such incredible things into 'normal things', then when other gods have problems, the people will be more likely to accept it, and there will be no such great social unrest.

"Of course, before this, we must first officially announce the news of the fall of the Magic Goddess. The 'funeral' can be a little late, but the news cannot be late. It has been two or three days. The mages are becoming more and more uneasy. Uneasiness will lead to rumors. After the public regards rumors as the truth, the effect of the official announcement of the news will not be so good."

"Don't worry, we're already doing it - we have gathered the most famous people in the mage circle and set up an investigation team with great fanfare. Now everyone is waiting for news from the investigation team," Amber said. "The day after tomorrow they will come to the 'investigation conclusion' and announce the news of the magic goddess's death with Tifeng."

While saying that, she couldn't help but show a feeling of emotion: "It's really incredible to say... we are actually doing these with Tifeng."

"Everyone is equal in the face of the god of gods. The God of War has already happened. The magic goddess may have smelled the crisis and chose to run away at this point in time. The 'countdown' is probably coming soon... It seems that the current generation has inevitably caught up with this crisis, and there will probably be more gods who will have an accident afterwards," Gao Wen shook his head, "In the face of this disaster that spans countries and races, joint action is the best choice. This cooperation between Tifong and Cecil is the first time, but it will not be the last time... It will probably become a reference for the future."

"Are you going to build a common organization of some normal state?" Amber almost instantly speculated about Gao Wen's intention, she blinked, "A transnational organization specializing in the affairs of gods?"

Gao Wen looked at her with some surprise: "...Your brain is becoming more and more flexible."

"Of course..."

Gao Wen was no longer surprised by Amber's pride and complacent situation and could be arrogant at any time. It was the best way to ignore her at this time, so he withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward, but as soon as he took a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

Amber, who was jogging behind him, suddenly hit his arm with his head.

"Hey mom..." the half-elf exclaimed, "Why did you stop suddenly... Hey? Acquaintance?"

A dignified and elegant figure in a lilac gauze dress was standing in front of him at some point, showing a smile at Gao Wen.

"Good morning," Melita Pernia, who suddenly visited, bent over to Gao Wen slightly, "I hope my rash disturbances don't cause you."

"There is no trouble, but it's quite strange that you came to me on your own initiative," Gao Wen looked up and down at the other party a little surprised. The lady of the agent was still not wearing a veil this time, and her complexion was obviously completely recovered. She could not tell at all that she had suffered severe damage last time. I have to sigh, the dragon clan's physique is really good, "Is there anything wrong?"
Chapter completed!