Chapter 78: The Meeting
After a long, chaotic scuffle in the meeting room following the sudden burst of light, we finally reached a miraculous compromise.
“Phew... This is much better.”
“O-on the contrary... I think I like this more...”
“Yeah, there’s kind of a vibe to it...”
The compromise? Rather than keeping the lights on, we would conduct the meeting by candlelight.
‘Are these people really the famed white mages everyone respects...?’
With black mage terrorist attacks on the rise and their influence growing, the importance of white mage forces had never been higher. The value of the Lumen Ordo members had skyrocketed.
And one reason for that inflated value... was their notorious reclusiveness.
“How about we just place a large order and hang these all over the place?”
“Fufu... Splendid. We shall submit a request to our loyal shadows at once...”
Of course, the public believed this was because of Lumen Ordo’s noble creed—how they pursued neither wealth nor fame. But the reality was right in front of me.
Here they were, pulling out all these Halloween-grade decorative candles, beaming like excited children, in a meeting room full of middle-schooler syndrome shut-ins and social misfits.