[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

70: The Sun God 09

It was hailed as the Spire Council's most crucial meeting since the Cold War, held in response to the most urgent situation, to make the most important decision.

After Miskatonic University relocated to the border of the Dreamlands, the Spire Council moved there too, and a tower was built behind MU. In keeping with the years' long tradition of the occult world, a council chamber filled with floating seats occupied the topmost floor.

The subject of today's meeting had already been raised twice. The previous two times, no decision had been reached due to a lack of sufficient votes.

After all, this was an issue that concerned the future of the entire mystical community. The forty-seven members who were eligible to vote were extremely cautious.

The crisis facing New York wasn't a disaster for the Awakened, but for the entire human race.

The question before the Council was whether to announce the existence of the occult world to humankind.

The radical faction argued it was necessary to unite all of humanity to overcome the emergency. After all, the time when the stars would return was drawing close. This was an indisputable fact

The conservative councilors, on the other hand, advocated maintaining the 18th-century Treaty of Seclusion. They believed the occult world should remain hidden from ordinary people. The last time the mystical community had come to light was during the middle ages. The exposure of vampires directly caused the Church to launch a violent witch hunt which killed numerous innocent people.

Many members of the Spire Council were also MU professors. Right now the chamber was in chaos. People from each faction were giving impassioned speeches.

"Due to the small vote margin, for the third vote we will qualify the ten Monarchs for the ballot." The leader of the Council sat on the foremost floating seat and spoke without lifting his head.

The members of the Spire Council were divided into two wings. No one could convince anyone else. If the voting continued, it would only result in a stalemate. Therefore, the Council had to resort to wartime precedent and increase the number of people eligible to vote.

The Council leader's head had begun to ache from all the commotion. He extended the silver scepter in his hand and rapped heavily on the back of the chair.

Clang—

The loud noise silenced the entire chamber.

"Now that we have quiet, let's proceed with voting."

The councilors exchanged glances—you look at me, I look at you—then they slowly took out their ballots and began to cast their votes. One by one they went to the red ballot box in the front of the room.

"Mr. West, about the newly-recognized tenth Monarch..."

Everyone knew this third vote would almost certainly determine the outcome of the Council session. After all, ten more votes had just been added. A few of the Monarchs were out of reach most of the year, and others were recluses, but the remaining Monarchs were likely to be decisive.

"I'm afraid that will only add seven valid votes. After the second ballot, the radicals were three votes short of the required majority."

Councilor West breathed an exasperated sigh. "Unthinkable, unbelievable! The traditions of the occult world have stood for more than two hundred years. Will the treaty finally be destroyed today?"

"Indeed, all these people must have studied at MU in vain, while a small number of other people shouldered the burden. There is indeed a major calamity underway. But if we don't manage to resolve it, there's no guarantee the occult world won't be targeted in retaliation."