The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 327: That silly cow, Emmah.

Upon arrival to the mage estate, Sigrid’s eyes were opened to a surprising sight. The floating field in the sky where golf was played had been expanded. During her time away from the estate, it had undergone a few changes.

It was not just the floating field but a new outdoor stadium was being built. Half of it was already completed as only the seats were being put in place. In the middle was a open field with a big patch of healthy green grass. It looked like similar to a soccer field from earth.

Sigrid’s first assumption was that it was exactly that: a soccer field. Given the fact that it was on the mage estate, she guessed that the soccer would involve magic. It was a very lucrative way to earn money. The mage estate would surely get rich from this.

"Whose brilliant idea was this?" she asked Elowin.

Elowin pinched his lips.

Nathaniel looked away.

John hissed.

Sigrid drew a quick conclusion as to where the idea had come from.

"Has Emmah Fairfax been attending classes lately?" She asked.

"She has attended three classes and mingled with other students on all three occasions. She visited Lord Gentry, he is the one in charge of all mage related games and he is not one of us." Elroy shared.

It meant he was not part of the organization.

Sigrid nodded. "I see."

"So it was Emmah’s idea to come up with....what game?" Sigrid pretended to be clueless about the sport.

"Quidditch." John piped in eagerly as he fell into step with Sigrid and Elroy. "It is a weird name for a sport. It involves broomsticks and balls. I have no idea what is going on in Emmah Fairfax’s mind. Did she not see the launch of the broomsticks where you made it clear that they were not the safest tools of transport? I think she is back to her old ways of trying to be compared to you."

"There is more." Elowin said.

"Oh!" Sigrid said in an interested voice. "Do tell."

Elowin drew out a short breath. "The names of the student houses are under review for a change. As of this morning, four names are being considered. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. The names of the houses will be the names of the teams in the quidditch games."

Sigrid snorted. The silly cow Emmah was truly silly. Of all sports, she had come up with quidditch and then she even suggested the names of the iconic houses from the original books and movies. She was just ripping ideas straight out of straight out of Harry Potter and claiming them as her own. It was no surprise given what she had done with titanic.

So what answer was she going to give when she asked for the idea behind the sport or the names?

Sigrid’s feet turned and she walked in the direction of the sports office. The door was open. A meeting on the new sport and the student housing naming was on going in a small conference room in the very large office. Seven people were attending the meeting which was headed by Lord Gentry. Of the seven, three were teachers and the rest were student representatives.

When Sigrid walked in, she had no smile on her face, only sternness. Her arrival prompted them to stand on their feet.

"Good morning to you all." She said from the door way. "Those who are standing take your seats as I am going to be very brief. The student houses are six and they are named after great Eldorian mages that have contributed to this great empire in one way or another. We will not be altering that on a whim just because someone came up with an idea for a new magical sport.

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All the talented mages that are available should go to the alchemy block and start brewing potions and making powders to help the citizens protect themselves. This is a royal order, not a suggestion."

That said, she turned around and left.

Silence was what remained behind in the small conference room. All seven mages had been frightened and their hearts were pounding.

"That was scary." Someone whispered.

"Did you see the look on her face?" Another asked.

"Hurry, hurry..." One urged the rest, rushing them to get a move on and begin on the task that they had been commanded to do.

Only Lord Gentry tarried, collecting the papers and plans for the four houses. A scowl marred his father and the saliva in his mouth tasted like bile, bitter and gross. He thought the crown princess was too domineering. The least she could have done was sit down and listen to their ideas. The mage estate, academy and ministry of magic were all things that every mage was allowed to give their opinions on.

If these opinions were for the good of all mages, what harm could come from them? He often thought that the crown princess run the mage estate like her personal property.

There and then, he decided that it was time to have a word with the Lord mage about this issue. But for now, he had to join the rest of the mages in preparing snake repellents.

When he went to the alchemy block which was a ten storied tower, he found it crowded. All the alchemy rooms were full to the maximum.

In every room, a hologram of Sigrid was playing, she was guiding all the mages in the brewing process. For some reason, it tickled Lord Gentry. Why did the crown princess have to be the one doing this? Shouldn’t the Lord mage have been the one to take the lead?

Miss Emmah Fairfax was right. The involvement of the crown princess in the leadership of the mages was troublesome. They needed to draw a clear line between royalty and the mages, as it had always been. If left unchecked, the royal family might do away with the old rules and imprison the mages.

It was urgent that he speak to the Lord mage about this.

Meanwhile, Fiona Galadriel was sharing the terrible news of a possible snake outbreak on the news with all Eldorians. She was moving her mouth so exaggeratedly, over enunciating every word.

"Fear not, dear citizens for the mighty mages of our empire are already on it. Before the clocks strikes eleven, magical snake repellents will be available in as many pharmacies and hospitals in the capital as possible."

The news sent some citizens into a panic very quickly. In a dress shop, a woman that was about to try on a dress looked at the belt and screamed, "Snake...."

She was the first to faint, but she would not be the last.