It seems that a group of them were exterminated before, why did they appear again?"

Gildas shrugged and said: "Who knows, their purpose this time seems to be to arrest children. The newspaper said that many children have been arrested."

"A bunch of nasty guys."

Makarov threw the newspaper on the counter next to him.

Gray looked at Makarov's actions and couldn't help but said: "Aren't you going to take care of these guys? These people have done very abominable things."

"Ahh..."

Macao looked at Gray, interrupted him, and said: "I know what you mean, but we have not received a commission or an order from the Magic Council. Although it is not impossible to control it, it is too troublesome to manage it.

Not everyone has the time to take care of it.”

Gray couldn't help but tighten his expression, clenched his fists and said, "But we can't just sit back and ignore it."

Macao showed a slightly helpless expression.

The Black Magic Order cannot be solved by one or two magicians. At least a group of people must work together. Many magicians in the guild have to support their families. Without entrustment and orders, they have no energy.

Go take extra care of this kind of thing.

Makarov also closed his eyes and sipped the wine in the glass.

And just when Gray was filled with indignation, clenching his fists but not knowing what to do, a voice suddenly came from the second floor.

"Gray is right."

"Since those black magic sects have done such outrageous things and are active in cities not too far away from us, it would really be unreasonable for them to sit idly by and ignore them completely."

This sound caused many people in the guild to stop moving, including Makarov, who also raised his head and looked towards the second floor.

Gildas also turned to look at the speaking figure next to him.

"Fengye..."

He joined the guild earlier than the other party and became an S-class mage earlier than the other party. But if you ask him who is the strongest in the guild, then he would not dare to admit that he is the strongest.

Because he had competed with the young man sitting there, and the opponent's strength was far superior to his!

Chiliu!

Under the attention of everyone, the handsome young man who spoke was seen sitting on a chair by the corridor on the second floor, holding a teacup, blowing on the hot air and taking another sip of tea, then put the teacup down and stood up.
Chapter completed!