Versatile Mage Chapter 2132
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Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"Yes!" the bald official said.
Poseidon did not press the matter any further. It was as Pelina had said: Jiang Bin did not do anything wrong, nor was Tuis wrong for being angry with him. The local officials were to be blamed for not doing their job properly!
"Can you go and make sure every village, town, city, and island in Crete that we've marked have been evacuated?" Poseidon requested calmly.
"I'll handle it. What about the meeting?" the official agreed quickly.
"Just do your job," Poseidon stated.
"Sure, I promise you it won't happen again!" The official was relieved, and left the room quickly.
Tuis was not pleased with the official. He said, "Uncle, shouldn't you punish him?"
"Tuis, you have already heard that many officials have already fled to the cities inland. That guy Orlando might be bad at his job, but he's a lot better than those who ran away. We can't just fire him. Otherwise, the bureaucracy in Crete is going to crash," Poseidon said helplessly.
Neglecting duties was better than running away, which was the situation Crete was in. Hopefully, they could end the fighting as soon as possible, or the whole of Greece would be in trouble.
Tuis glared at Jiang Bin after hearing the words.
Poseidon was obviously not going to punish Jiang Bin if he had forgiven the official!
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"According to our investigation, a tribe of Tyrant Titans is going to attack Crete. The tribe mainly consists of Sea Titans, but there are also a few Mountain and Forest Titans. However, we haven't seen any signs of Tyrant Titans above the Silver Moon level..." the general whom Poseidon was talking to previously reported.
"Please refer to the map here. The colors each represent a Tyrant Titan we are tracking. The purple line is an adult Tyrant Titan that we discovered around seven years ago. Its height is around seventy to ninety meters. It once showed up at Herb Garden Town to the south of the Aegean Sea...
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"We call it the Glutton.
"Around five months ago, it seemed to be roaming in the mountains in Italy. The last time we saw it was at a nameless lake in the Alps. It was then spotted many times around fifty kilometers away from Crete a month before Green Sprouts City was destroyed. It once attacked a boat of fishermen and ate all the animals and plants on an island occupied by Sea Monkey Demons."
The general was focusing everyone's attention on the Tyrant Titan as he made a thorough report on its whereabouts. The military must have had a department specialized in tracking the Tyrant Titans.
"These are the photographs that were first taken in Herb Garden Town. Its back was covered in a fog," the general explained while referring to the screen. He waited until everyone had taken a clear look at the photos, "We think it's the one that destroyed Green Sprouts Island."
Mo Fan looked at the photo of the Tyrant Titan's back. He noticed its back was oddly smooth, with the an appearance resembling granite. It did not have the cross that Harper had mentioned.
"General, the survivor we rescued told us he saw a cross mark on the Tyrant Titan's back. Does this Silver Moon Tyrant Titan have one?" Mo Fan asked.
"Cross mark?" The general looked at Poseidon in confusion.
"Mo Fan, the survivor you mentioned, is he a Mage or a normal civilian? I've asked over a hundred survivors, but none of them mentioned the cross mark," Poseidon asked.
"He's just a normal civilian… alright, perhaps he just imagined it," Mo Fan shrugged.
"Humph, how stupid of you to believe a normal person who might have shit his pants," Tuis mocked him.
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Mo Fan ignored him and continued to listen to the general.
"We have found a clue. The Tyrant Titan seems to be interested in poppies, and the Sea Monkey Monsters are their favorite food. Based on our estimation of how much it eats, sleeps, and the energy it consumes, it might start eating again next week. A Tyrant Titan of its height has to eat around four hundred Sea Monkey Monsters to feed itself, and if our information on its whereabouts is accurate, it should feed on the Sea Monkey Monsters within two hundred kilometers from the center of Crete. Therefore, if we want to find it, we can wait at places with a higher number of poppies and Sea Monkey Monsters," the general with long eyebrows proposed.
"That's a brilliant plan," a few Golden Sun Knights complimented.
"If that idiot hadn't let the Tyrant Titan I found escape, we wouldn't have to go through so much trouble!" Tuis scoffed at the general's report.
The Tuis did not usually have to waste so much effort in looking for the Tyrant Titans. Unfortunately, someone had ruined the first step of his plan. He would have to start over again!
"Tuis, what do you think?" Poseidon asked.
"It's a stupid approach, but it might find the Tyrant Titan they are tracking. Let the military and Blue Star Knights handle the strenuous task. Let me know once you find the Tyrant Titan. I'll hunt it down," Tuis declared, looking at Mo Fan provokingly.
Mo Fan placed two apples with a banana in the middle on the table and showed them to Tuis with a wave.
"How vulgar!" Tuis sniffed, looking away.
"Alright, the general will assign the tasks. I must leave for the north of the Aegean Sea. A Tyrant Blood Inferior Dragon has shown up, most likely because of the Tyrant Titans. I'll leave it in your hands," Poseidon said.
"We will do our best!" the general promised.
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Mo Fan saw Mu Bai taking careful notes after the meeting. He asked, "What do you think, Advisor Mu Bai?"
Mu Bai had listened very carefully during the meeting, and arrived at his own conclusion, "The information provided by the military is very detailed, yet it lacks any proof that indicates the Glutton was the culprit who destroyed Green Sprouts City. After all, the Tyrant Titans are more like wanderers that go wherever the current takes them, similar to whales. They might be at the Mediterranean Sea this month, and show up at the Indian Ocean or the Pacific next month..."
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