You are watching an exhibition in the Tower of Babel, and the mage from the Tower of Babel is looking at you from behind the magic circle.
The one-day trip to the Magic Parliament was over, and the students in the training class took a small train down the mountain. As soon as the latest records from the observation room, together with the students' information, were sent up, there was a huge commotion in the Tower of Babel.
The ** masters took stacks of compared materials, smashed the forms covered with crosses, slapped the table, threw quills, and dropped ink bottles. If it weren't for the forbidden magic circle set up in the conference room, they would have
Even if you throw fireballs on the spot, throw rainbow beams at each other and disgust people, etc., it's not impossible to do it.
They are all good seedlings! The whole country is so big, only one from each county is selected, and they are picked out from a hundred!
They have been teaching together for such a long time, and the mages above level 10 teach in person, and the mages above level 5, who are the backbone of the parliament, grade papers in person!
The research direction, thesis topic selection, and the magic skills exchanged for learning are all recorded in the training class. Learning ability, imagination, creativity, self-control, and temperament are all the same among the teachers in the college, and they all watch them silently. Okay.
It's easy to reach the graduation season and grab someone, so why don't you strike first?
"Christian... is seventeen years old. She has three papers, one B- and two B's. Two of the three papers are about magic. We, the 'Spell Weavers', want it."
"Corian Franz... is eighteen years old. He advanced to the second level mage last month. One A-, one B+, and one B. Three papers, one on the protection system, one on the conjuration system, and one on
Change system, three first-level magics that have been redeemed, secondary deflection force field, spiritual armor, and summoning spell materials. This one is biased towards protection system, do we want the 'Unbreakable Shield'?"
"No! We are also optimistic about this, otherwise, I will give you Livia?"
"Victor Mueller... is eighteen years old. He just advanced to the second level mage last week, with one A- and one B+. We at Thunder Horn want him!"
"Hey, hey, you guys, please be more restrained! His A-paper is from the illusion department, and it should obviously belong to our Illusion Light Sect! Don't rob Thunder Corner just by looking at it!"
"But his mentor is from the plasticity department!"
"What mentor! The presiding mage of the mage tower is also called a mentor?!"
Ping, bang, crackle. Ink splashed, and pieces of paper were flying in the sky. In the corner of the long table, a female mage from the magic control department pulled her best friend and whispered:
"These two are from the same family...one for you and one for me?"
"Wait for me to do some divination first!"
The female mage of the prophecy department began to take off the jewelry on her body. Two strings of pearl earrings, then a string of crystal necklaces, and then a string of turquoise bracelets...a tourmaline ring, an opal ring, a tiger eye stone ring...confused
The controlling female mage looked dizzy:
"I said, why do you have more bits and pieces on you than me?"
"Of course! You wear those two pieces of jewelry just to seduce people. I wear these for divination!"
"..."
The conference room was full of persuasion, quarrels and bargaining. In fact, there were not many things worth arguing about. There were sixty or seventy people in this training class, and less than ten people could be directly admitted by the ** master. The rest were drawn for their own organizations.
, one more and one less, it’s not a big problem to exchange it with another one.
Noisy and noisy, the student files on the table were reduced one by one. Two hours later, only one file remained:
Gretel·Everyone Wants·Nordmark.
"I'm leaving first." The female mage of the enchantment and control department was the first to stand up. Her skirt was swaying, her ring was jingling, and she had a red mark at the corner of her eye, which was extremely charming. She took two swaying steps and saw that her best friend was still sitting down.
He remained motionless and looked back in surprise:
"Does your family want him?"
"Of course!" The female mage of Starlight raised her kodan and slowly put on her jewelry. Bracelets, necklaces, earrings, rings...
Piles and piles of jewels and jewels were returned to their places one by one. In the end, only a dark purple gauze remained in everyone's eyes, covering the female magician's indifferent features.
Who doesn’t want it?
A level 1 magician can cast "Arcane"!
Several have appeared in the past ten years, and several more have appeared since the establishment of the Magic Council!
Not to mention first-level mages, those who can cast "Arcane" below level five, except for those who die young if they go too far, all start out as magicians!
If you have better luck, it will be the seed of legend!
"Do you want the prophecy school too?"
The magician of the Transformation School was surprised. The old man from Mainland, with many requests and pleas, promised him a pair of diamond golems and asked him to bring Gretel over. Although the child didn't like the Transformation School, for the reward
For his own sake, he still has to work hard.
This was an opportunity to speak. The doctor's slender fingers rubbed a square, sometimes pulling out a strip, sometimes forming a rectangle, constantly changing it. He lowered his head in concentration and only glanced at it with the corners of his eyes.
A look at the female mage:
"Are you sure he will come to your place? When he was at the Star Dome before, he wasn't very interested..."
"But his first paper was about the changes to [Detection Magic]." The female magician showed no sign of weakness, raised a pair of black and white eyes from the gap in the veil, and answered loudly:
"The paper I submitted recently is about sonic magic, but its essence is to detect the environment. Wouldn't it be a good choice for a magician like this to join our prophecy department?"
"Prophecy? Forget it." The mage on duty of the spell weaver sneered:
"Your prophecy system relies too much on talent. What you rely on is not the usual mental talent, but the kind of illusory and blabbering stuff. Those who are talented can level up quickly, but those who are not talented will not even be able to pass level five in their lifetime.
Those who are talented are prone to vomiting blood, falling ill for seven or eight days, and their life span is half that of a mage of the same level. You still insist on dragging them into the prophecy department - are you sure you are not delaying a good talent?"
The female magician choked. It was difficult to upgrade. It was really the eternal pain of the prophecy system - not only was it difficult, peering into the long river of time, but it was also very easy to damage the body and life. Seeing that her momentum was low, the magician of the conjuration system knocked on the table and said leisurely
Okay, let’s continue:
"Besides, that kid is a healer. When it comes to treatment, why don't we go to Black Crow Swamp instead of the medical branch of our Conjuration School?"
"What happened to Black Crow Swamp!" the Necromancer shouted:
"That kid is a natural necromancer! Have you ever seen him cure a disease? He never throws healing spells with his eyes closed. Every time he thinks about where the disease is, cut it open and see if it can be cured.
If it can’t be cured, just cut it off! What can your medical branch teach him with this kind of treatment? What can you teach him?”
"But he is interested in our school of conjuration!"
"He is also interested in the Necromancy School! The way he was underground just now, I dare say that as long as the glass wall is opened, he can dissect corpses inside all night! What can your Conjuration School give him? At least we have enough corpses here.
, he can dissect him as much as he likes!"
"When it comes to interest, I think he is most interested in the Evocation School." The master of Thunder Horn watched the show for a long time and then slowly interjected.
"you shut up!"
"you shut up!"
The two mages from Black Crow Swamp and Spellweaver spoke in unison and turned to spray him. The magician from Thunder Horn stood up with his eyes raised, slapping the case and glaring at the two of them at the same time.
The magicians of the Evocation School are generally very capable in single combat. One versus two, they are not afraid at all - not to mention that besides the Holy Light, the Necromancy School is also afraid of the specialties of the Evocation School, such as thunder, fire and so on.
stuff...
The air was crackling, crackling. Even with a high-standard anti-magic force field suppressing it, sparks almost appeared.
"...It's better not to argue." The master of Wu Jianshi, the school of protection, is a white-haired old man with a round face and a happy smile. As the host of this meeting, he
After watching the show until now, I calmly spoke to break up the fight:
"Talents like this are indeed rare. No one wants to let go, and I understand that. How about we report the situation and let the gentlemen of the review committee make the decision?"
"..."
"..."
"Then, no one is allowed to negotiate terms with him first!"