Another World: The Failed Magician

Early in the morning, just as the sun rose, Lu Xuan appeared at the entrance of the hotel specifically used to receive diplomatic delegations.

Last night, Lu Xuan contacted Karl and told him everything Los had said.

That evening, Karl agreed to Los's request and instructed Lu Xuan and Zhao Quan to take the delegation to see him.

Lu Xuan had just arrived when Zhao Quan also arrived at the hotel entrance.

After seeing Li Mengyu's reaction yesterday, Lu Xuan decided it would be better to do it alone.

When Zhao Quan found out, he asked Luo Yun to keep Li Mengyu company.

Therefore, only the two of them were there to receive the delegation today.

Zhao Quan walked straight over after seeing Lu Xuan.

"So what exactly happened last night? How did it turn into the teacher being the one to receive this delegation?"

Lu Xuan waved his hand helplessly.

"I'd also like to know the answer to your question. Anyway, it was their side that made this request."

"It's strange, I don't understand."

Zhao Quan walked to Lu Xuan's side, his eyes full of confusion.

Just then, the hotel door was pushed open, and a group of people from the Magicians' Association came out.

Los walked ahead of the group, and as soon as he saw Lu Xuan and the other person, he immediately showed a warm smile.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

As he spoke, he walked over to the two of them, as if the three of them were old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"No, we just arrived too."

A faint smile also appeared on Zhao Quan's face.

Lu Xuan remained calm, as if he hadn't seen Los.

Los didn't care at all, his smile remained unchanged, and he walked to Zhao Quan's side.

"Thank you so much for coming to greet us so early." His tone was full of apology.

"Not at all, it's all part of my job."

Zhao Quan's tone was also very polite.

After exchanging a few more polite words, the group finally set off from the hotel.

Zhao Quan led the way, while Los followed beside him, occasionally exchanging a few words with him.

Lu Xuan walked at the very end of the group, his cold eyes scanning everyone in the delegation.

Compared to the two people chatting happily in front, there was no sound from the back of the line except for faint breathing; it was eerily quiet.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened along the way, and the group quickly reached their destination.

The five young people in the delegation breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the building that resembled an office building. Then they cautiously glanced back.

But when they saw that Lu Xuan was still standing at the very back of the group, showing no sign of leaving, their spirits plummeted once again.

Upon seeing Lu Xuan's cold gaze, the group had no choice but to turn their heads back.

Although it was still early morning, many people were already coming and going in the building. They looked hurried and walked quickly, as if they had many urgent things to do.

Although people were coming and going at the entrance, no one stopped, and everyone acted as if they didn't even see the delegation.

This behavior first aroused the dissatisfaction of the five mages, but just as one of them was about to speak, he felt a gaze suddenly fixed on him from behind, as if he were being watched by a thorn in his back.

He quickly closed his mouth, which he had just opened.

Seeing that no one was there to greet him, Los looked puzzled.

"What's going on? Has Mr. Carl forgotten what happened today?"

His tone was very gentle, as if he were asking about a very ordinary little thing.

This made Zhao Quan, who was standing to the side, look at him with newfound respect.

"You know what, it's actually quite possible. After all, the teacher is getting old, so it's normal for him to forget some things, right?"

"Well, that's understandable."

Los's tone remained gentle.

Zhao Quan gave him a deep look.

"Then I'll trouble everyone to wait a little longer. I'll go upstairs and ask the teacher first."

"Then trouble you."

Then, Zhao Quan went inside.

The entire delegation then stood quietly at the entrance of the building.

As time went by, the sky, which had been dimly lit at first, was now fully awake.

More people were coming and going in the building, but no one paid any attention to the delegation, as if they were nothing more than air.

Ten minutes had passed since Zhao Quan entered the building, but there was still no news.

The anger in the eyes of the five archmages slowly began to surface.

As disciples of the president of the Mage Society, they enjoyed the highest level of treatment in almost every country on this continent. When had they ever suffered such injustice?

However, the five of them remembered Los's instructions from the previous night on how to suppress their anger.

Then another ten minutes passed.

Zhao Quan still hasn't returned.

Instead, some pedestrians stood at a distance and discussed the matter after seeing the delegation.

"What do you think these people are doing standing in front of the administration building?"

"I don't know, but look at what they're wearing, they're obviously not from the Federation. In my opinion, they're the lackeys of the Empire."

"Hmph, these bastards only dare to bully people in other places, but look at them, they dare to spout nonsense when they come to the Federation."

"They're just a bunch of paper tigers baring their teeth and claws."

"Hmph! They're just a bunch of vampires clinging to the poor."

As the crowd grew larger, the conversation shifted from discussion to cursing the delegation, and the language became increasingly offensive.

The five young people looked terribly pale.

Even the two vice presidents, who had initially been expressionless, began to look somewhat embarrassed after hearing the crowd's curses.

"A bunch of lowly people."

Finally, a young mage could no longer bear such humiliation. He cursed fiercely, then turned around and glared at Lu Xuan with a vicious look.

Lu Xuan's face was calm, but his eyes were icy cold.

Seeing that Lu Xuan did not make a move, he was overcome with rage and actually mobilized the magic power within his body, glaring fiercely at the passersby.

Just as he raised his hand to release the magic.

Lu Xuan's icy gaze revealed a chilling killing intent.

In an instant, the magic power belonging to the Archmage level pressed down on that person.

A blurry magic circle in mid-air was completely dispersed by the magic power.

The mage, who was just about to cast a spell, was interrupted and suddenly coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

Lu Xuan then turned his gaze to the others.

"Anyone else want to try?"

The group fell silent.

Seeing this, the other four mages quickly helped the man up and cast healing spells on him.

Lu Xuan coldly observed everything before him, but this time he did not interrupt them.

Anviel and Kari exchanged a glance.

Both men saw a hint of anger in each other's eyes. But neither of them intended to make a move.

After all, both of them were Grand Magisters, and no matter how strong Lu Xuan was, his strength was still on the same level as theirs. Yet, he was questioning them so arrogantly, which was undoubtedly a provocation.

However, they were the ones who struck first, and this was in the capital of the Loca Federation. Even if the other side used this as an excuse to wipe them out, the Mage Association couldn't say anything.

Both of them were ancient monsters who had lived for hundreds of years, so they naturally understood the reasons behind it. Therefore, even if the other party provoked them first, they could only endure it.

Then the two of them closed their eyes, as if nothing had happened.

Los, who was standing at the very front of the group, did not say a word from beginning to end, and he did not even move his feet.

He stood quietly in place, gazing at the bustling entrance, as if waiting for something.

"Everyone, please disperse and don't gather here."

A pleasant voice rang out from behind the crowd.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, passersby stopped gathering and left.

A black-haired girl with a high ponytail, dressed in a smart black martial arts outfit, walked over.

The girl walked up to the group.

"Can someone explain what just happened here?"

The girl's name was Qingyu, and she was a member of the guard post, responsible for maintaining order in the area.

Just now, after sensing a powerful surge of magical energy, she rushed over.

On the way here, she was very curious about who dared to cause trouble in front of the administration hall.

When she arrived at the scene, it was much better than she had imagined; apart from a large crowd of onlookers, there was nothing unusual.

Based on her years of experience, she immediately recognized that the members of the delegation were all unfamiliar faces. Since they were surrounded by a crowd, she dispersed the crowd and walked towards them.

Lu Xuan glanced at the girl indifferently, then quickly looked away and continued to coldly observe the members of the delegation.

Anviel and Kari kept their eyes closed; a high-level martial artist didn't even attract their attention.

The remaining four mages surrounded the injured man on the ground. They glanced at Lu Xuan, then lowered their heads again without saying a word.

Los remained standing still.

Therefore, no one present answered the girl's question.

This was the first time Qingyu had ever seen such a situation.

Fortunately, she had just noticed the way the four people were looking at Lu Xuan.

Qingyu turned to look at Lu Xuan. She took out a token from her bosom, on which was engraved a deep red sword. This was the unique token of the Loca Federation Guard.

"I am from the guard post. Please tell me what just happened here? I sensed a clear magical fluctuation here."

The girl's tone was very serious.

Because the Loca Federation imposes significant restrictions on martial artists and mages, they are normally prohibited from using their abilities in daily life, let alone using magic on the streets.

Therefore, the girl took this matter very seriously.

Despite the girl's question, Lu Xuan remained standing there with an icy expression.

But he was feeling anxious at that moment, because he didn't know how to answer the girl's question.

Although he has lived in the Loca Federation for many years, he has only stayed in the town of Carlos and has never been to other places.

Because Dean White was in the town of Carlos, there were virtually no restrictions on martial artists and mages. No one dared to cause trouble under Dean White's command.

Lu Xuan had forgotten, due to his long-standing life, that the situation in Carlos Town was just an isolated case. In other parts of the Federation, individuals were strictly prohibited from using force and magic unless there were special circumstances.

Isn't today the day for receiving diplomatic missions?

Didn't Carl specifically instruct the others?

Why would I be questioned for using magic?

How should I answer? Should I say that the kid lying on the ground was about to use magic, and that I knocked him down?

Is it really okay to say that?

While Lu Xuan was still struggling with how to organize his thoughts,

After disappearing for a long time, Zhao Quanzuo came out of the administration building again.

He saw Qingyu next to Lu Xuan as soon as he came out.

Coupled with the magical fluctuations just now, he immediately guessed what had just happened.

He walked quickly to Qingyu's side.

Qingyu naturally saw him as well.

Qingyu recognized Zhao Quan; he was the deputy of Representative Carl, one of the 13 members of parliament.

The girl had worked with him once before during a mission, so she naturally remembered him.

"Mr. Zhao, it's good that you're here. There was someone using magic in front of the administration building just now, and judging from what we saw, the level of magic wasn't low. I suspect it's related to these people in front of us. But after I questioned them, they won't say anything. What do you think is the best way to handle this situation?"

"Oh, you mean this? It's all a misunderstanding. The magic fluctuations just now were caused by normal use of magic. The teacher knows about this too."

Qingyu naturally knew who the teacher the boy was talking about was.

"Are you sure? That fluctuation of magical power just now was quite strong."

Seeing the girl standing still, Zhao Quan had no choice but to take out a rose-red token from his pocket, on which was engraved a pure white flower. This was a flower named Fanghua.

Because of its pure white appearance, it is also considered a flower that fell from heaven to earth.

There are only 13 such tokens in the Loca Federation, each kept by one of the 13 councilors, and they can also be used as a symbol of a councilor's status.

After Zhao Quan presented the token, the girl's eyes changed slightly.

“Since Representative Carl already knows what happened here, I won’t ask any further questions.”

"Thank you for your understanding. However, these are special times, and I cannot offer too many explanations."

The girl nodded and then left.

After Zhao Quan appeared, Los, who hadn't moved an inch from the front of the group, walked up to him with a constant smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhao, how is the situation?"

Los's tone carried a hint of anxiety; he seemed very concerned about Zhao Quan's answer.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Quan immediately wore an embarrassed expression.

"Mr. Los, I'm so sorry! My teacher drank too much yesterday, and he only remembered this matter when I went over to wake him up. Sigh, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."

Upon hearing this, the others in the delegation cursed Zhao Quan inwardly. He wasn't even willing to come up with a proper excuse. What they didn't understand was whether he intended to suppress them.

Upon hearing this, Los remained standing there with a smile on his face. No one knew what he was thinking, because he had maintained this expression the entire time.