coobybook Chapter 117 Selection
Chapter 117 Selection
Cecilia's letter completely broke the window paper.
It can be seen that Cecilia did not interfere with his thoughts. The letter only said what she saw and what she had done.
Lorian didn't care about firing a corrupt branch president and electing a new one.
Just like this...
Wouldn't this hold back Cecilia?
Lorian read the two letters again and again, and finally called the guild cadres over.
These people were all promoted by him, and he knows their abilities and character inside and out.
It was not necessary for him to be in Petra to arrange and organize the resistance team, but Lorian always felt that something would go wrong in Tanayun City if he didn't go there.
Besides, it was originally a matter of their own guild. Cecilia was just a figurehead in the guild and had already borrowed Leslian's name. Lorian himself would feel embarrassed to let Cecilia worry about these trivial matters of the guild.
Lorian set off quickly.
But leaving Petra was not as easy as he thought.
When he was at the city gate, the Knights asked him clearly about his whereabouts and reasons, and even the members who traveled with him were all interrogated.
How many people are going, where are they going, and how long will they be there...
Lorian sensed something was wrong and tried to get information, but the knights were more tight-lipped than each other.
Fortunately, after questioning for a long time, they were finally allowed to leave Petra.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Cecilia appeared in the yard downstairs of the branch guild on time, dressed as Leslie Ann.
She still didn't want to step in. The waiter saw her coming and greeted her with a flattering smile, "Everyone from the branch guild is here. Should we...?"
The waiter asked tentatively.
Still the familiar quill wrote quickly in the air, "Let them come to the yard."
It was still a bit hot at noon in mid-autumn, and everyone came out of the house reluctantly.
It looked a bit more formal, the sun was high in the sky and there were very few shady places.
If they hadn't seen Lesley Ann standing in the sun, they would have been more or less sarcastic.
Some people were cursing and speaking politely. No one knew what Leslie Ann looked like, but this name was indeed well-known during this period. The Rose Daily reported this name twice, both on the front page of the newspaper.
In addition, the news from the General Association also frequently mentioned this name. I don’t know if it is true, but now this person wants to fire the branch president and elect a new branch president...
When the news came out in the morning, many people were already having evil thoughts.
If I were to become the president of this branch...
Cecilia looked at the twenty or thirty people in front of her and wrote in the air with her feather pen, "Are these all the members of the branch guild?"
The receptionist had seen Leslie Ann's methods in the morning. There was no sign of this man using magic, and he had no doubt that if this man wanted to kill someone, he would not be able to see anything unusual.
The woman who was hanging out with the branch president in the morning was cast under a spell by this man. Several of them were unable to undo it, but in the end, the spell disappeared automatically for some unknown reason.
It could only be that this person sensed the clown-like behavior on their side and thus unleashed the magic.
The receptionist was overthinking this. Cecilia felt that someone was trying to break the magic, and then she remembered that she did not break the magic for the woman when she left.
The waiter's flattering smile was slightly calculating, "Not really, there are still five or six people who don't obey the management of the branch guild and are unwilling to come."
Cecilia didn't believe what these people said, and the quill wrote, "You don't seem to take my words to heart."
Every word in this sentence is written in large letters, and because it is magic, people can see this sentence clearly no matter what angle they stand at.
"Wait until everyone is gathered, otherwise this branch of the guild may as well be abandoned."
No one knows whether Lesley Ann has such power.
But the host knew that Leslie Ann had the power to shut up everyone present.
No matter from what level.
The waiter had no choice but to say with a shy smile, "Please wait a moment, please wait a moment."
Everyone in the yard could see what was said. Cecilia looked at all the magicians in the yard and found that there was not a single female magician in the entire branch guild.
Cecilia took out the list of people who had withdrawn from the guild that she had found in the branch guild's information room.
It seems that since March this year, almost all the female magicians in the branch guild have retired.
Thinking about what happened in the morning, all Cecilia could do now was to hope that those female magicians had not encountered such disgusting things.
If she knew.
She doesn't mind getting a little dirty on her hands to destroy that person or those involved.
Cecilia didn't get a good rest last night. She only slept for a short while after leaving the branch guild in the morning. Now she could hardly bear being exposed to the sun.
Although she was mute to outsiders, the people in the yard seemed to treat her as deaf and blind, and discussed with each other in a moderately loud voice.
Cecilia pretended not to hear and casually sent out a chair from inside the guild and sat down as if no one was there.
The people in the yard suddenly became quiet.
No one saw Lesley Ann use the magic stick.
If people from Petra were here, they would really laugh at them and call them bumpkins.
Cecilia propped up her head, moving the quill in the air, "If you feel tired, go in and get a chair."
Just as everyone was about to start moving, they discovered that the quill had not stopped yet. "If you think it's too slow, go and invite those who haven't come yet."
At the end, he even added, "Be a little better."
In the end, there was even a smiling expression.
Everyone quickly looked at Leslie Ann who was extremely lazy. How could there be a smile on her face?
The smiling face drawn with the feather pen in the air had not disappeared yet, and everyone got goosebumps.
Suddenly I feel that it’s not a bad thing for the branch president to be weak.
People in the yard began to move, some moved chairs, and some called for help.
You can't just sit in this yard until everyone is here, right?
By the time the last member of the branch guild arrived, it was already past four in the afternoon.
Cecilia was neither annoyed nor anxious. She wrote in the air with her feather pen, "Now that everyone is here, I believe everyone knows why they are here. I won't go into details."
No one in the yard spoke.
"Now, those who have volunteered to serve as branch presidents of the Magician Branch Guild, please stand beside me."
Everyone looked at each other, their thoughts written all over their faces.
The next few people who were called over stood still like a mountain, neither looking around nor showing any intention of coming over.
Cecilia used magic to point at those people and wrote with the quill, "Come here."