Ares, God of War

Of course, this is not to say that this method of conflict resolution is not good. In fact, it is indeed the most effective method of solving problems researched by human beings after thousands of years of development.

Since the two organizational entities do not have the confidence to easily eat each other, the first thing to do is to stop the loss, how to control the loss within a certain range, and resolve the conflict.

However, after Ares quietly followed for a while, he found that the conflict this time did not seem to be that simple.

As a famous magic school with a long history in Italy, the Bronze Black Cross has a large number of people, and the average quality of its personnel is also high. The number is obviously several times more than the bronze black cross.

The place where they confronted each other was in a small town outside the city of Rome. The personnel of the Bronze Black Cross obviously occupied this place first, and most of their people were concentrated in the interior of the town, surrounded by a hotel.

And some other members of the magic association stayed outside the town, and the vehicles they drove stopped at the intersection of the town. These magicians also wore different magic association badges, and their behavior Habits, clothing, and style are also very different, which is very obvious to Ares, a senior old mage.

Judging from the situation at the scene, the disadvantage of the Bronze Black Cross is quite obvious. The several magic associations that have formed an alliance here are obviously not weaker than the Bronze Black Cross. The loss of Black Cross will be quite heavy.

So Ares quickly landed from the sky with his hands in his hands, ran to the intersection where the two sides were confronting each other, and watched with interest.

Although he is no longer the God of War, fighting and pretending to be aggressive are just what people need, and Ares is of course no exception. He is eagerly waiting beside him, watching like a crowd, waiting for those few When will a magic association not be able to resist the Bronze Black Cross?

However, to his disappointment, the two sides seemed to be old acquaintances. They didn't mean to fight each other. Open-air negotiations began.

Ares saw Liliana and a group of witches from the side of the Bronze Black Cross, and a group of knights were also sent from the other side, including Erica, an old acquaintance, which made him a little disappointed.

I originally thought that the Bronze Black Cross and the Red Copper Black Cross were in a hostile relationship, and that this relationship would become even hotter, but looking at it now, it is just like the relationship between two opposing political parties in the same country, which is boring.

From Milan to Naples, the Italians have lost their former Roman martial spirit, and have become useless, only bald talkers.

This disappointment turned into a long sigh when it reached the lips, and after hearing Ares' sigh, the magicians who were confronting each other were also shocked.

Following the sound, they saw Ares who was like a crowd of onlookers, leaning on a small tree and holding a bottle of limoncello in his hand. This fact shocked the group of magicians. With the perception of so many magicians of them, they quietly touched such a close place.

"who!"

Many magicians who have never seen Ares will immediately adopt the same method as ordinary tourists. They walked towards Ares vigilantly and scolded:

"This place has been taken over by the Roman government, please don't get close to it! Back off!"

Ares smiled at them when he heard the words: "When did people from the Magic Society and the Knights sneak into the Italian government? Are you the men standing behind the parliamentarians?"

Hearing Ares say the word "magic association", the group of magicians immediately raised their vigilance to him.

"Please get out of here!"

They no longer pretended to be government workers, and took out their magic books, magic props, magic weapons and weapons one after another, blocking Ares from the negotiation field.

"Otherwise we will forcefully deport you."

"Oh, forced eviction—"

Ares was about to say some sassy words, such as "try and die" to tease these magicians, but before he finished speaking, he heard Liliana's voice mixed with surprise.

"King? You actually... you're back?"

"Don't call me king." Ares yelled at her, "Can't you just call me by my name?"

"Uh, Mr. Ares." Liliana paused, and then hurried up, shouting away those magicians who wanted to do something: "Hurry up and put your things away, this is in front of the king!"

After hearing Liliana's words, the magicians on both sides didn't know who was coming. They hurriedly saluted Ares and made way for him one after another, while the magicians who just tried to forcibly expel him hurriedly Put away the guy in his hand, and then showed Ares a sneering expression.

Just kidding, kidding.

Seeing Liliana's serious look, Ares didn't bother to correct her anymore. He finished sipping the bottle of drink he bought in downtown Rome, and threw it away, and the empty bottle flew over in a whirl. At a distance of several hundred meters, An An fell safely into a trash can in the town behind him. Then he clapped his hands, came to the crowd, looked at Liliana, and then glanced at the woman who had been arrogant in front of him. Erika, who couldn't make it, continued to ask:

"I thought, you guys are blocking here for fire."

Chapter 5. Magicians who think highly of themselves

"We're just negotiating."

Hearing what Ares said, Liliana replied.

"Aren't your Bronze Black Cross and Red Copper Black Cross the legendary hostile organizations?" Ares asked again.

"It's true to say so, but we just have differences in philosophy and tradition."

Liliana explained:

"After all, this is modern times, and magic has been hidden from the public eye. It is a big taboo in the magic world to openly conduct large-scale magic battles between two magic associations, unless it is to deal with cults, or...or The God of Disobedience, otherwise we generally would not engage in magic battles with a scale of more than five people."

"Oh, so that's what it is."

Ares' tone revealed deep disappointment, and he muttered loudly:

"Hey, no wonder you can't defeat North Africa in modern times..."

Most of the Italians present turned dark when they heard his loud beeping, but they didn't dare to challenge the old man.

If Liliana wasn't lying, then this handsome, tall red-haired young man in front of him was the seventh Godslayer who was said to protect the Bronze Black Cross.

Although these old people and the Council of Sages felt that the new seventh king might be bragging about the Bronze Black Cross, it still didn't mean they could express disrespect to him.

What if it's true.

No matter how fragile a godslayer is, it is easy to crush a high-ranking knight or magician to death, this is the truth of this world.

So even if Ares stepped in forcefully, interrupted their conversation, and chatted with the Bronze Black Cross Sword Fairy in a homely tone, they didn't feel any displeasure, but Quietly waited for Ares and Liliana to finish speaking.

And after hearing the undisguised disappointment in Ares' words, Liliana also asked with some headaches:

"What are you disappointed about? Isn't it a sad thing for you that we didn't fight?"