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Chapter 348 347 [Loyal Ministers]

After the fireball spell was resolved, it turned into a group of gorgeous fireworks. The arcane energy that made up the fireball escaped, leaving trails in the air. Sparks beeped and the dissipation process lasted for a long time.

The beautiful teacher stared blankly at the last traces of her spell, caressed her tall chest with her palms, and took deep breaths to calm her mood.

Here comes Elune...

I am a middle-level teacher in the imperial education system. I am only one step away from being evaluated as a high-level teacher. I only have a few decades of struggle before I can be awarded the title of tutor... Although my qualifications are not deep, I think I am above average in talent.

, he has also studied magic for more than seventy years and taught hundreds of outstanding students...

But my magic...

Was he actually resolved by a little girl?

She glanced at Elisande, who was standing opposite, looking at her expectantly.

"genius."

In this girl, who is about 1.6 meters tall, has a slim figure, and wears loose student uniforms that are obviously one size too big to accommodate her rapid growth, so as not to spend money again the next year, the beautiful teacher sees a rising heart.

The star of tomorrow.

A person from the common class...

A true genius.

Although this little girl did not use a shield to resist the fireball spell as required, she completed the assessment target beyond the standard... With the strength of an ordinary level, she was able to resolve the spell of an intermediate elite mage. Even if she had a little bit of restraint, this was enough.

It's been called a feat...

She nodded towards Elisande, causing a smile to appear on the little girl's face, and then turned to the referee on the sidelines and shouted:

"The assessment passed!"

But the voice was soon drowned in the roar of the mountain and the tsunami of cheers.

The referee was a middle-aged bald teacher. He was still stuck in the previous shocking impression. The soft sound in his ear woke him up. He looked around and soon found the beautiful teacher who was looking at him.

He touched his receding hairline, pointed to his ears, put his hands over his mouth, and asked loudly:

"What's the matter?"

The beautiful teacher sighed helplessly, snapped her fingers, directly replaced the referee, and fired a magic firework into the air.

Seeing this fireworks, the audience cheered even louder. This was a signal that the exam had been passed.



"Illidan, did you see that? That girl is amazing!"

In the civilian seats, Tyrande spoke happily to Illidan beside him.

Illidan did not respond, his eyes were fixed on Elisande, recalling the scene of the fireball bursting in the air, with a strange look in his eyes, full of longing and desire.

The hands under the cuffs slowly clenched into fists.



"Find out the origin of that girl."

"Go check her background."

"Ask her if she would like to study in Elre'Thalas if we provide all the funding..."

In the boxes arranged in a semi-spiral shape above the venue, the heads of the major mage organizations who came here to select talents all issued similar orders to their subordinates.

Elisande's stunning performance just now has touched their hearts for talent.

Such a genius should not be buried, but should enjoy the guidance of the most brilliant instructors in the largest and best magic academy in the empire, as well as professional courses tailored specifically for her...



"Lloyd, what do you think?"

In the second box, Prince Faroldis, who had witnessed all this, looked back at Speaker Lloyd, who was half lying comfortably on the seat.

"What do you think?"

Lloyd put his left leg on his right leg, changed into a more comfortable position, and chuckled:

"Of course I watched it lying down. As long as there is perfect guidance and education, within five years, this girl will become a pillar of the empire... I really want to recruit her into the higher magic school under the parliament and train her, but

I guess I can’t steal the Royal Mage, let alone you…”

After a while, the manager of Suramar City, who always hid his expression behind a big beard and showed silence, showed a different side in front of Prince Faroldis, like an old naughty boy.

And added:

"It should be you too. All the good seeds in the past few years have been taken away by us. Everyone should make concessions for you."

Prince Farodis laughed when he heard this and tilted his head towards the box diagonally below, "Don't forget, this girl is that student."

Speaker Lloyd curled his lips in disbelief.

"That's right. If you were all put together, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to compare to this good teacher who can teach a little girl to be like this."

Before Faroldis could answer, Speaker Lloyd's expression suddenly became solemn, he stood up and sat upright, sighing:

"Farodis, there are things I shouldn't have said..."

Seeing his old friend's appearance, Faroldis couldn't help but frown, sat back in his seat, and asked seriously:

"What's wrong?"

Lloyd lowered his head and pondered, as if he was trying to formulate suitable words. After a while, he waved away the maid. After everyone left the box, he looked back at Farodis and said worriedly:

"Do you feel that Her Majesty the Queen... has changed?"

Faroldis's face changed instantly, but returned to normal within half a second, and he laughed:

"Changed? Everyone changes, Lloyd. You were forced to become a boring old guy by the heavy management work. As for me, I also had to accept the burden that I was born with and became a loyal person to the empire.

Prince, we can no longer travel the continent as we once did, exploring the lost ancient legends in Titan ruins. We have all changed, haven't we?"

This was said sincerely, but somehow it meant changing the subject.

"Okay, okay," Lloyd pressed his hands repeatedly, feeling very helpless, "You have indeed become slippery. I am serious. I beg you, the prince, to listen to me carefully, okay?"

"Okay, you say."

Faroldis remained silent, his body facing Lloyd, his right hand resting on his right knee, his left hand supporting his waist, but his head turned sideways to the venue and not looking at Lloyd, as if he didn't want his old friend to see the worry on his face.

color.

Lloyd pursed his lips and said:

"Such a genius used to appear every few decades. Mr. Harveys, you, me... none of them are worse than this little girl. But what about recently? The last genius recognized by the empire, Weir

Sir John Rod also came to prominence eighty years ago. Don’t you think it’s abnormal?”

He opened his hands toward the venue.

"Once upon a time, Suramar's magic duel event was always dominated by talented mages from all over the empire. Look at the past few years, it's all Scott and Horn who weren't even qualified to be supporting actors when we participated in the competition.

Little character, this situation has been going on for how many years..."

"All the magic research institutions in the empire, your Nar'thalas students, and the institutions of higher learning in Suramar... have all been given the task of developing magic to deal with war, instead of deeply exploring the essence of magic... We no longer pay attention to it.

The cultivation of talents, especially those in the academic field, does not focus on cultivating mages who are good at fighting, good at strategy, good at pouring magic on the enemy, and opening up territories for the empire... In order to lead the direction of magic research, the Queen

She even allowed the royal mage to take over the education system of the empire for the first time, taking all the power into her own hands. How many years has she not appeared in front of the people? She has been staying in the palace of Zin Aissalin all day long, and has been fighting against the empire since then.

Start expanding..."

Faroldis suddenly turned around and interrupted Lloyd angrily:

"What on earth are you going to say!"

Lloyd opened his mouth, but instead of getting angry, his face softened, "I know these words are dangerous, old friend. But if I don't say them, no one will say them. Even if I have to do this,

Pay the price..."

Prince Faroldis stood up abruptly and paced around the box impatiently.

"You're playing with fire, Lloyd!"

Lloyd ignored the other party's warning, lowered his head and stared at the floor, his face showed sadness, shook his head and said to himself:

"The empire has changed. Your Majesty has also changed. He has become ambitious and lustful... I still love her more than anyone else, but at the same time I am also worried about her... I am worried that she will lead the empire to someone who will not

A future that is unimaginable. Do you understand?"

Faroldis stopped and rubbed his face with both hands tiredly.

"I'm... not blind, old friend. I'm more worried about the future of the empire than you are. But we can't help it, can we?"

Lloyd stood up, stood next to Faroldis, and said quietly in contrast to the commotion that was coming towards him:

"There is no other way, but I don't want to go on like this anymore. I'm going to the capital to meet with Her Majesty the Queen."

Faroldis was stunned, "What are you going to do? I don't allow you to go!"

"I believe that His Highness the Prince cannot stop the loyalty of an imperial minister."

After saying that, Lloyd looked relieved.

Faroldis looked at his old friend for a few seconds and sighed quietly after a while.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Lloyd looked at Farodis in surprise, then chuckled and said, "It seems that no matter how the world changes, you are still the same."

Facing the crowded venue, Farodis, who stood with his hands behind his back, also laughed.
Chapter completed!
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