Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

Seeing Cecilia's disapproving expression, Lorian, who was trying to take credit, stopped for a moment.

"Is there something wrong?"

Lorian has already done it, there is no point in talking about it now.

"Nothing, just continue."

Lorian said seriously, "If you think my actions are wrong, you should tell me. Even if it may not be salvageable this time, I can avoid it next time."

This surprised Cecilia, as Lorian always looked unreliable.

But how bad could someone who becomes the president at such a young age be?

If the selection of the president of the Magicians' Guild does not change, it will be something like a competition held within the guild every ten years, and the strongest one will be selected.

Cecilia realized her mistake and told Lorian her thoughts.

Hearing this, Lorian said, "I have actually considered these things, but I think that you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. We can think of ways to save reputation after a while, but time is running out, and this is the fastest way."

This was something Cecilia had not considered.

Cecilia reflected on herself and realized that she was too arrogant again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think about it."

Not everyone dares to accept the princess' apology.

But Lorian accepted the princess' apology calmly.

The two continued their previous discussion, "Then do you know when the two guilds will come to visit us?"

Lorian shook his head. "The news I got was in the past two days. Specifically..."

"buckle"

A knock on the door interrupted Lorian's words.

The two looked at each other.

What a coincidence.

Cecilia stood up. She had gotten used to wearing tight clothes during this period, so she wore a neat and tidy outfit when she went out today.

He conjured a mask out of thin air and put it on his face, then stood behind Lorian.

Lorian didn't know what this mask Cecilia conjured out of thin air was.

But when Cecilia put on the mask, Lorian found that the person in front of him was very strange.

But after a closer look, he recognized that this was Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Lorian didn't have time to think about the mask, just knowing that others couldn't recognize that she was the princess.

Lorian responded loudly, "Come in."

The people who came were from Ruby and Ark. Lorian looked like an old acquaintance. "I didn't expect you two to come. What's up? Did you come back to see if the guild is closed?"

Adams, a member of the Ruby Guild, sneered, "As the guild leader, you actually resorted to such despicable means."

Owen, a member of the Ark, also agreed, "Now it seems that it was a wise decision to withdraw from the guild back then."

Lorian didn't care. "If that's what you're talking about, please go home."

As Lorian spoke, he made a gesture of invitation and happened to look at Valken, who was half exposed at the door.

Seeing the two men coming with such aggressive force, Valken was worried that the princess might be in danger.

He leaned forward to look inside, but did not see the princess, but instead saw a person he did not recognize.

Valken frowned.

He had been standing at the door of Lorian's office. The princess did not come out, and no one else went in.

He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't leave.

Valken took a step back, returning to his previous position.

How could someone who dares to approach the Magician's Guild be so weak and helpless?

Owen and Adams looked at each other and launched magical attacks on Lorian.

There was no need for Lorian to take any action, the two of them felt a surge of magical pressure.

That is a realm far beyond the magical abilities of the two.

Both of them looked pale.

They knew very well, or rather they could not believe that this was Lorian's strength.

They all looked at Cecilia behind Lorian, a person whose face they couldn't see clearly and whose gender they couldn't tell.

Where did Lorian find this?

Beads of sweat appeared on Owen's forehead. "Please, please stop intimidating me."

The mountain of pressure disappeared in an instant.

With such a person in charge of the Magician's Guild, it's no wonder that Lorian dares to stir up trouble everywhere.

Adams was even worse than Owen. The moment Cecilia withdrew her pressure, he fell to the ground.

Lorian felt great at this moment.

Your Highness the Princess is so handsome!

You know, these two people were dissatisfied with me being the president back then, and they directly transferred with all the members.

It was a heavy lesson for the fledgling Lorian.

Lorian was younger and more energetic at that time. He didn't believe that the guild would be unable to recover if these people left.

In fact, the blow was indeed huge.

During that time, Lorian was so anxious that he couldn't sleep every day.

Talk to each member one by one.

Talk about welfare, future, development and feelings.

Finally, thanks to Lorian's unremitting efforts, the crumbling guild was temporarily stabilized.

But Lorian was not satisfied with just this.

He has been trying various methods to develop and expand the guild.

But the harder I try, the weaker I feel.

Until the princess walked into his office and told him that she could help him revive the guild.

Lorian didn't believe this notorious princess.

But the magical abilities displayed by the other party were so exciting to Lorian.

The reason why he did not help the princess before the ball was more out of observation and consideration.

Besides, he knew his own limitations and knew that he couldn't help much in that situation.

But now, the princess stood behind him and became his greatest confidence.

He made a decision almost instantly - the guild would unconditionally support all decisions made by Her Royal Highness the Princess in the future.

Owen helped Adams up and looked at Cecilia, "Your Excellency is..."

Cecilia's mask can only affect other people's cognition, but cannot change her own voice. She leaned closer to Lorian.

Lorian understood immediately, "How dare you ask when you are not as skilled as others?"

Although Owen could not withstand Cecilia's pressure, fortunately he did not fall to the ground like Adams.

"At least let us die with understanding."

Lorian stood up from his chair, his eyes disdainful, "Want to know? Then wait until you can beat her."

Owen turned his gaze to the mysterious man, hoping that he would answer.

But the other party was like a puppet, without any opinions of his own, never uttering a word, and not even moving.

Didn't move at all...

Owen reacted and was shocked.

The Adams had always been arrogant, especially after the Magicians Guild was defeated after they left.

Adams was complacent and was waiting for Lorian to beg them to go back in a humble manner.

But Lorian got the guild back on its feet.

Now there is such a powerful magician in front of him, and the other party obeys Lorian's orders.

Adams was so jealous, "Sir, your magic is so powerful, why do you have to obey others? Why don't you come out and fight alone? I believe that with your..."

Before Adams could finish his words, he felt his throat was blocked.

It's a silencing spell.

Adams' eyes widened.

As slow as he was, he also realized that the other party didn't use the magic stick at all.