Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

Chapter 116 Letter

The branch president shook his head in disbelief, but he couldn't utter a word because of the silencing spell.

The waiter saw that the other party was serious, but he still laughed it off and said, "How about letting our branch president explain a few words anyway?"

Cecilia looked at the three people with cold eyes, but still broke the branch president's silencing spell.

As soon as the silencing spell on the branch president was lifted, he started to scream, "What right do you have to expel me? I admit that you are an expert, but so what? The president didn't assign you any real power, did he?"

Not to mention that Leslie Ann was a mute, even if she appeared here as Cecilia, she would not want to say another word to such a person.

The suffocating feeling brought by the magic made the branch president's face turn red. The woman and the front desk receptionist didn't know what happened, but they could guess something from the branch president's expression.

The woman next to her had not yet had her silence spell removed, so she could only run to Cecilia and beat her up.

It's funny that this branch president is a member of the Magicians' Guild, but he actually needs a woman without magic to fight for him.

Cecilia dodged the woman's fists and kicks, and casually released a binding spell, loosening the restrictions on the branch president.

The feather pen wrote in the air, "Don't challenge my bottom line if you don't want to die."

The branch president slumped down on the lawn, panting.

He looked at Lesley Ann with a sinister look.

He has been arrogant in Tanayun City for five or six years and has made no idea how much money from the Magicians' Guild. Now, this person who doesn't even hold a position in the guild has the audacity to say that he wants to dismiss him on behalf of the president?

"Unless you ask the president to come and tell me in person, your words will not count in my eyes."

The branch president was certain that the president would not come to take care of such matters.

Besides, even if he really wants to come, it will take a day or two.

These one or two days are enough for him to do something to the guy in front of him. Even if he can't get rid of him, he can always get rid of the information on the branch guild.

Without evidence, how could he, a dumb and reckless man with no brains and only know how to use violence, fire him?

The branch president has made up his mind that all the people left in this branch of the guild are his confidants and those who will share the profits with him.

He is a new member of the association, so what if he is an expert?

I will definitely meet the president as long as I die.

The branch president couldn't even hide his obscene smile on his face, and Cecilia felt her eyes were dirty.

The quill was no longer as fast as before, "You want to see Lorien?"

Before the branch president could nod, the quill wrote the second half of the sentence, "Are you worthy?"

There was a "click" sound, accompanied by a man's scream.

The branch president's right hand was broken.

The speed of writing with the quill pen was still very slow, but it did not stop. "If you don't roll, it won't be as simple as just one hand."

The branch president crawled out of the yard, still shouting as he left, "Just wait, I will settle this account with you sooner or later."

The waiter at the side was in a dilemma, not knowing whether to leave or stay, and his chubby face was wrinkled with anxiety.

Cecilia's eyes fell on the woman who was unable to move or speak, and the quill wrote in front of her, "That man doesn't seem to care whether you live or die."

The woman looked at Leslie Ann fiercely. If she knew magic, if her eyes could kill, this person would have died countless times already.

Cecilia didn't look at the woman again, but faced the waiter, who subconsciously took two steps back.

"Go and call everyone else in the guild who can be called over, and tell them that we need to re-elect a branch president."

Cecilia was not very clear about the branch president's intentions. Based on the most basic logic, the branch president was fired, so a new branch president had to be elected.

She was not very clear about the specific situation of the branch guild, and she could not even imagine the dirty thoughts of the branch president just now.

But in the receptionist's opinion, how well does Leslian know about them when he arranges this matter?

The branch president believes that everyone in the branch guild is his own person and that everyone will support him unconditionally.

As long as he is still the branch president, everyone can share the profits together. This is the common interest of the vast majority of people who are still in the branch guild.

But now, Leslian said that he wanted to re-elect the branch president. It is true that they can get benefits from following this branch president, but everyone knows that the benefits they get all flow through the fingers of the branch president. Who wouldn't want to be the branch president and get the biggest share?

Cecilia looked unhappy when she saw that the waiter didn't move. It was already annoying enough that she couldn't speak. Just now she thought that the waiter was considerate and sensible.

The waiter also noticed Leslie Ann's impatience and said quickly, "Please wait a moment. By the afternoon at the latest, everyone from the guild who can come and who can't will arrive will be here."

Cecilia nodded, not wanting to stay here any longer. She just said, "I'll be there on time at 1 p.m." and left.

There was a problem with the branch guild, so Cecilia wrote a letter and sent it to Lorian quickly via teleportation.

Fortunately, Tanayun City is not far from Petra, and letters are intangible objects, so transmitting them does not consume as much magic as sending them in person.

Lorian received two letters from Cecilia in the morning.

I have to say that if Celine's letter had been delayed by ten minutes, it might not have been delivered to Lorian.

Lorian hadn't even finished reading the letter sent by Celine when another letter suddenly appeared on the desk.

Apart from the black magician, the only one who could do it so quietly was Cecilia.

After a quick look, Lorian felt overwhelmed.

The two letters are completely different things.

The letter sent by Celine asked him to organize a team of magicians willing to resist the invasion of demons as soon as possible during this period of time.

The letter that suddenly appeared on the desk talked about the corruption and staff turnover problems within the Tanayun City Magicians' Guild.

In Lorian's opinion, these two things have a great impact on the development of the Magicians' Guild.

Resisting the invasion of demons is a matter of national importance, and it is a matter of whether mankind can return to their previous peaceful life. If the Magicians Guild is established in such a place that can be recorded in history, why should he worry about whether the Magicians Guild can prosper again?

But the branch guild is the foundation of their Magicians Guild. He wants to develop the Magicians Guild, not just the main guild.

Lorian knew very well that some branch guilds felt that the emperor was far away and the sky was high. Just from what he knew, some branch guilds had secretly changed their names. If it weren't for the considerable amount of funding from the head guild every year, they would have set up their own business in public long ago.

It's not that he didn't know about these problems, but he just pretended to be blind until they were brought to his attention.