Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 298 - 17 President Bob

At the bottom right of the scroll, there was a record of the date the bounty was issued, and it was also stamped with the exclusive Magic Seal of the Judicial Department.

This was indeed a bounty notice issued by the Judicial Department.

Holding the scroll, Calord surveyed the wizards present again, finding still no one had stepped forward.

“How strange. Is there actually someone who doesn’t want the Honor Badge?” Calord wondered to himself.

The Honor Badge processed by the Judicial Department was not just a simple honor; it also affected the promotion and selection of the Great Wizards of the Tower of Truth.

A wizard capable of sealing a Third Ring insane wizard would by all logic not pass up this reward.

“Ahem, my lord, this was indeed my sealing,” Richard spoke somewhat awkwardly, “although I was only responsible for the sealing, it was my creation that defeated him.”

As he spoke, Richard tapped the Armor. Makar quickly deactivated the sealing mode, and the presence of third-level creatures instantly entered the perception of the wizards present.

Aimen was taken aback.

He did not expect that the thing which seemed like a guardian Magic Statue to Richard, actually harbored a third-level creature inside.

“Oh? A Second Ring Wizard actually enslaves a third-level creature.”

Calord noticed Makar but did not show any surprise. Although the sealing mode was impressive, these Law Enforcement Wizards were considered Guardians of the Wizard World, and they definitely had the ability to detect a foreign creature.

However, he had not expected that this third-level creature would actually be Richard’s slave.

“Since it was you who did the sealing, then leave your name and address. In some time, a wizard from the Judicial Department will deliver the Medal to you.”

With those words, Calord handed over the bounty scroll to Richard and even passed along a feather pen.

Richard checked the bounty scroll and then left his name and address.

Calord took the scroll, pocketing it.

“Very well, I won’t disturb you any longer.”

With that said, Calord intended to leave Paradise City with Levi.

Watching Calord leave, Aimen couldn’t help but sigh in relief.

“Glad he’s gone; today was really unlucky, to have Law Enforcement Wizards nearby.”

Listening to Aimen’s complaints, Richard asked out of curiosity,

“What, Law Enforcement Wizards and your Chamber of Commerce don’t get along?”

Aimen nodded and sighed, “Master, you know that our Chamber has a Wizard Mutual Assistance service.

This service was intended to help those wizards who face difficulties, so that they aren’t stuck on a problem to death.

But some insane wizards have also taken advantage of this, often using our platform for certain exchanges.

And so these Law Enforcement Wizards come knocking three days a week, demanding our cooperation.”

Richard stroked his chin, still a bit puzzled.

“But that doesn’t quite sound like they don’t get along. Cooperating with Law Enforcement Wizards is an obligation prescribed by the Truth Council.”

Aimen waved his hand, indicating Richard should drop the subject.

Both boarded the flying machine, and once the hatch closed, Aimen spoke:

“Of course we follow the council’s regulations, but you have to know, these at-large insane wizards only have nicknames and some distinctive wizardly traits.

These things can be easily concealed.

Therefore, we often, unknowingly, collaborate with insane wizards.

Although these collaborations might be inadvertent, strictly speaking, they could be construed as providing assistance to insane wizards. If the Law Enforcement Wizards take it seriously, we can’t escape paying a hefty fine.”

Hearing this, Richard could guess what Aimen was about to say.

“So to avoid paying fines, you resort to private bribery, and consequently more and more Law Enforcement Wizards come here trying their luck?”

Aimen nodded quickly, “That’s exactly it.

Ever since we did such a thing once, these Law Enforcement Wizards, whenever they encounter an insane wizard coming our way, would flock here every couple of days.

There are even some Law Enforcement Wizards who deliberately drive insane wizards to us.

Our Chamber of Commerce, ah, we’re just an easy mark!”

Listening to Aimen’s complaint, Richard did not respond, but his face instead revealed a strange smile.

“Alright, Director Aimen,” Richard said lightly, “you can’t just talk about taking a hit without mentioning eating meat.

If I’m not mistaken, you must have gained quite some research materials from these insane wizards.”

Aimen’s expression froze at the complaint, and he began shaking his head.

“Master, you can’t slander our Chamber! Uninformed collaboration may require a fine, but knowingly not reporting and still cooperating, that could get someone killed.”

Richard looked at Aimen with a slight smile and said,

“When did I say you intentionally collaborated with insane wizards?

With so few Magic Stones on insane wizards, they definitely have to pay with knowledge for your help.

Director Aimen, your thinking is broad indeed.”

Aimen, realizing his slip of the tongue, froze and waved his hands.

“Master, please consider what I just said as nonsense,” he said.

Richard laughed heartily and then steered the conversation away.

…

The news of Levi’s capture spread rapidly.

By all rights, the internal attack by a Three Rings insane wizard in Paradise City should have been a major scandal for the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce.

But at this critical moment, the entire Paradise City remained eerily quiet.

The wizards all knew that the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce was undergoing a leadership change. The occurrence of such an incident at this crucial time was likely the doing of a contender for succession.

While the outside wizards were watching the spectacle, changes were also quietly unfolding within the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce.

Three days after Levi was captured, the head of the personnel department at the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce publicly stated his support for all the arrangements made by the old chairman.

On the same day, the head of the Alchemy Machinery Department of the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce was killed.

When the Security Wizards of the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce arrived at the scene, the head of the Alchemy Machinery Department was already dead. His body had been chopped into two, with significant parts of it looking as though they had been smashed by a heavy hammer.

At the scene, the Security Wizards found a lot of metallic shrapnel. Some wizards speculated that the head of the Alchemy Machinery Department seemed to have been slain by a weapon resembling a saw.

On the fifth day, the head of the Slave Trade Department declared his support for all the arrangements of the old chairman and expressed his hope that the transition of chairmanship could proceed more smoothly.

On the seventh day, the last wavering department head—the head of the Sales Department—made his decision, stating that he would comply with all the arrangements of the old chairman.

At this point, all the department heads of the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce, except for the Wizard Mutual Assistance Department, had sided with Bob.

Nine Star Chamber of Commerce, at the top of the White Tower

A flash of white light passed, and several wizards appeared in the hall at the top of the White Tower.

They were all dressed in formal Wizard Robes, meticulous even in the lining.

The old chairman was about to rest in eternal peace, and before his eternal rest, he wished to see the old friends who had fought alongside him for over a thousand years.

Bob straightened his Wizard Robe, his face adorned with heavy sorrow.

And in front of him, a wizard with a somewhat frenzied temperament was staring at him with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

“Rother, long time no see.”

Bob, unconcerned with Rother’s gaze, which seemed to devour him alive, greeted him with composure.

“Yes, it’s been a long time.”

Rother’s voice squeezed through his teeth, carrying enough venom to drag someone into hell.

In just a short half a month, he had gone from being the almost certain next chairman to a hopeless wretch.

Bob, along with Richard, had persuaded all the chairmen except for him, using a carrot-and-stick approach.

Now, even if his teacher Abalo changed his nomination at the last minute, there was no chance for him to obtain the position of chairman.

The substantial drop was no wonder a strong bitterness had arisen in his heart.

A wizard in a white robe stepped out from a small door at the edge of the hall; behind this door lay the dwelling of Abalo, the old chairman of the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce.

“Please come in,” the white-robed wizard said softly.

Everyone entered in an orderly fashion through the small door.

Behind the door was a small room that was strikingly different from the outer hall.

All the furniture inside was miniature-sized, and in the middle of the room, a short-statured, green-skinned old wizard with pointed ears lay on a bed.

This was the chairman of the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce, Abalo.

“Oh, you are all here,” he remarked as he saw several department heads entering the room and sat up from his bed.

“Mr. Chairman.”

“Teacher.”

“Green Bean!”

“Abalo.”

…

The few department heads who had arrived greeted Abalo each in their way.

Rother, in particular, was looking at Abalo with teary eyes; he was the last among the department heads to wish for Abalo’s death.

From the perspective of both a student and his self-interest, he did not want Abalo to die.

“Why is one missing? Why didn’t the head of the machinery come?”

Abalo counted the heads of the department figures and noticed the absence of the head of the Alchemy Machinery Department.

“Chairman, department head Akim was attacked by a mad wizard a few days ago and died on the spot,” Bob carefully reported the death of Akim. Being the one behind the scenes, he inevitably felt somewhat guilty as he spoke.

“He’s dead? It seems the machine head’s brain indeed had rusted,” Abalo said without any excess emotion showing on his face. His gaze shifted onto Bob, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

“To be honest, this outcome is somewhat surprising to me.

The machine head is dead, yet you are alive.

It seems you have pacified the entire Chamber, little Bob.”

Bob bowed his head, saying modestly, “The chairman entrusted me with such a heavy responsibility, naturally I did my utmost.”

Abalo sighed, “Ah, Rother. You have lost.”

Upon saying that, Abalo rummaged under his pillow and eventually pulled out a black scroll and handed it to Bob.

Bob’s hands trembled as he accepted the scroll.

He recognized this scroll; it was the Commerce Scroll of the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce, the legal foundation of the Chamber’s authority.

Receiving this scroll meant that at this moment, Abalo was handing over the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce to him.

“Kid, this is what you deserve. I leave the Nine Star Chamber of Commerce in your hands,” Abalo spoke weakly to Bob.

His eyes were rapidly losing their spark, and his whole body began to wither at a visible rate.

“Teacher!” Rother cried out as he dashed to Abalo’s side, tears continuously streaming down his cheeks.

“Rother, do not grieve; death is a necessary part of life’s cycle,” Abalo said with a gentle look and an even tone.

He patted Rother’s head just as when Rother was still a child.

“However, before I die, I have to give you some advice: resign from your position as a department head and go study in a Wizard Tower.

With my shares, the dividends from the Chamber will be enough for you.

You have been defeated, so make way quickly.

My legacy… you must not… let it be… severed…”

Abalo’s body completely withered away, and in an instant, he turned into a pile of black dust.

Rother, looking at the dust on the bed, cried out with a vacant gaze, tears streaming down.

The other department heads also shed tears, as they had had friendships with Abalo for over a thousand years.

After a long while, Rother stopped crying. He collected the dust into a bottle and then said to Bob in a low voice:

“You’ve won, Chairman Bob.”