Siva (Volume 6) Dead Man Island

Chapter 104: Scripted

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Chapter 104: Scripted
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Draco raised a hand to touch where the finger had pressed and looked at the faces of the other Council Members. Even Jules, his ally, could only bow her head at the anger of the Council Head.

The Council Head stood straight, his back to the rest of the Council Members, and spoke with a voice of anger, "Your short-sighted pursuit and greed for power is what caused all of this mess. I and everyone in the council know the law that a Council Member must follow: we must not favour any one of the factions in the country, to preserve and maintain our degree of control, to uphold the decree of the King in the Alliance!"

He glared at Draco minaciously, "And yet, in lieu of all your contributions and efforts for the betterment of the country back then, with the fact that you defeated the invasion of that Dragon in Misty Peaks, we overlooked the fact that you are a part of one of the factions, and even put you in the chair you are seated right now!"

"But to actually favor a King Candidate that became the very root cause of all these mess; adding to that the fact that you also gave him an entire battalion force for his personal use in exchange for his cooperation; and then you even plotted against an Envoy using his own subordinate... tell me then, Draco, with your blunders and even pardoning the series of violations to the rules of the Council you have committed in succession, why must we listen to your suggestion right now?" Words of anger, of admonishment, of contempt, of a superior to an incompetent junior.

The Council Head went in front of Draco and only now did he realize that the old bones behind that brown-colored wizard robe of the Council were still that frightening existence that covered the sky of Jeremiah for the past 60 years.

"Tell me then, Draco, should we really stake the safety of the nation just so you could vent your anger whose root cause is your very own selfish and greed-ingrained mistakes? Tell me! Convince me, Draco! Why must we plan our hands against the Circle of Magi?"

Everyone inside the Warehouse heard this angry roar of the Council Head.

In the country, they are the prestigious Council of Elders; the rulers of Jeremiah; the King's trusted advisers, the country's pillars; and the frightening shadows behind the light that is the factions of the kingdom.

Before, these knights could only hear their names and look at their shadows from afar whenever the Factions' leaders were called into a meeting. Now, however, because of these events, they can see them all in a new light —they were also people and not the mighty beings they were told about.

People... are susceptible to committing blunders.

What more, they could also hear and see them all in flesh rebuking and scolding a Grand Knight like a child on his trousers.

They didn't even see Draco as a member of the Council of Elders; they could only see him as one of the subordinates of The Council, a lowly fellow of one of the Factions of Jeremiah that the Elders can yell at any time.