Chapter 219 - 213. The Guide Conference
The conference, honestly, wasn’t what Zein had thought it would be.
To be fair, he didn’t have much experience regarding this kind of convention. All he ever attended were the guild meetings and the opening event. So he was expecting the conference to be like yesterday, some kind of symposium.
But the guides attending weren’t many, and the conference room was small, so instead, it was filled with several round tables, each occupied by six to seven persons. The panelists on the slightly elevated platform were seated on several armchairs, like a talk show.
It was a pretty casual setting, and almost felt like the interview Zein did for the television that one time. There was a moderator who acted as a host, and three panelists including Zein. They would first present their own topic, and a Q&A session would be opened after all three speakers delivered their topics.
Initially, Zein had the last turn to speak, perhaps in consideration that it was a last-minute request. But he didn’t like just sitting there waiting for his turn to come, so he told them he would speak first. He didn’t care if he delivered his speech differently from the others, he just wanted to get it over with.
But he might be saying it too harshly, or it might be due to his image, but the moderator even stuttered as they redistributed the order. As a service--or just a ’fuck you’--Trinity even distributed a printed material that Alice had made before lunch to every guide there, including the moderator, the organizer, and the journalists. Alice deliberately distributed the document to the table with Celestia’s guides last, held it about five centimeters about the table in front of said guides, before letting it go with a loud thud.
The documents were banded nicely considering it was a quick job. It had a proper cover, with a bold Trinity logo on it, and a clear statement that it could only be acquired in today’s conference.
Meaning, if the document got spread out, they would know it was from someone in this room.
A privileged, luxurious threat--ahem, treat.
That, coupled with Zein’s presentation, made the guides swallow their saliva quietly. Zein didn’t even try to be menacing, but since he wore the black uniform and mask as usual, he still looked as imposing as he could be, with his tall and athletic build. Also, he delivered his topic the way he would do his lecture during training--like a military instructor.
Definitely not for a faint heart.