Chapter 131: Heavy Discussions
Inside the Gaora VIP Hall...
"Everyone, I’ve received the list from the Empire’s designated senior scouts. Those who are interested may gather to discuss this matter of new Magna Prospects with me. However, please do continue to watch the matches if you fancy so. His Majesty will be the one to make the final call anyway, so there’s no pressure," a bespectacled middle-aged man announced, hoping to gather and document the opinions of those present to help guide the emperor toward a better decision.
A majority of the people naturally went over, eager to join the discussion.
Only a select few old men, long retired after respectable service to the empire, boldly declined and remained in their seats with wine cups in hand as they waited for the short break to end.
"So, Morris, how many youngsters made the list this time?" asked one of the high-profile guests to the middle-aged man.
"Six, Lord Anzin," Morris replied respectfully, adjusting his glasses as he shifted his focus to the list.
"Donner Rakurai made it this time, though there’s much to be desired in his attitude and general approach."
"Aihh... That kid’s raw talent is undeniable," said Lord Bernon with a sigh. "But you know, officially declaring him a Thunder Magna Prospect isn’t exactly wise. He might cause more problems than he solves on the battlefield..."
"I disagree, Lord Bernon," Madam Phoebe interjected. "While he’s reckless and unhinged, Donner is still young. He’ll mature with time. Besides, he already has a Former Magna as a master. Isn’t it just a title he’s missing? If he hasn’t shaped up by the age of twenty-five, the empire can always decide against appointing him as the next Thunder Magna, no?"
"Yes, Madam Phoebe, but the issue lies in the empire’s resources," Lord Bernon countered. "Declaring him a Magna Prospect means we’re obliged to allocate those limited resources by law. Why gamble them on someone so uncertain?"
"Because he’s incredibly talented, Lord Bernon..." she said, her voice firm.