The Re-Establishment Of The Libertus

"You sure you want to go ahead with this? Running a guild isn't exactly an easy thing to do." A council member asked the two current people hoping to start up a guild of their own.

"Yes, we take that into account, it would be stupid of us not to." An old-looking, grey-haired yet incredibly bulky man for his age group replied, looking up at the member who asked him the question.

"I second that." A middle-aged man with black hair with his bangs being dyed blonde while also sporting a goatee spoke up.

"I hope you take in mind that due to the history of the cult your..." The chairman paused as he tried to look for what to say by searching the piles of paper stacked in front of him.

"Uncle, my uncle set it up." The blonde informed the bemused chairman. The chairman gave a nod of understanding before proceeding with what he was intending to say.

"Your uncle set up, your guild will unfortunately be on our watch-list for some time since the cult essentially acted as a Dark Guild." The Chairman announced though not surprising the two mages standing before him.

"My partner and I presumed that would've happened, we're fine with that since we do not intend to cause any trouble, we respect all people no matter their race, appearance or abilities." The older looking man told all the council members in the chamber.

"That's good to hear. Now onto the information behind the scenes, who is your Guild Master and where will this building be located?" The Vice Chairman asked while raising an eyebrow.

"We haven't actually decided on a place yet since we didn't know if we'd get permission to make a guild but what I can say for certain is that I'm the guildmaster." The bulkier man declared with a triumphant look on his face which caused his partner to gain a tickmark on his face.

"Pardon?!" His partner spoke up while folding his arms. "It is obviously I, who will be the master of our guild. It goes without question that I am inheriting my uncle's possession hence I will be the owner, which makes me master, of that belonging." The middle-aged man explained to the board of council members.

"But it goes without question that I'm stronger and have more leadership skills." His colleague responded swiftly, using the same words as the man next to him.

"But it goes without question that I'm the stronger out of us two as well as having more leadership skills than the man beside me." The man with the goatee replied, now eyeing his associate who met his eyes with a fiery glare.