The yellow-clothed man was on his way to the Noland Enforcement Department.
In the Sage Assembly yesterday, his proposal to ban the magic-guided machine called television from appearing in Noland had received the support of two Sages.
Even though the grey-clothed man tried his best to reject the proposal, his words were insignificant in front of three Sages of the same level.
The yellow-clothed man walked on the streets of Noland. Though he was old, his senses were as sharp as a cat's.
He could clearly hear the 'TV-related' conversations from the people around him.
"What? You watched the 'Beauty and the Demon' clip yesterday? I ran all over Noland's taverns yesterday but couldn't get in. Quick, tell me what happened to Belle and the demon prince. "
"Don't be so impatient. The spellcaster forums said that the clip will be replayed."
"Is that so? When will it be? I'm dying without Belle. "
The yellow-clothed man listened quietly to the discussions of the young spellcasters around him. His hand holding the staff under his robes could not help but tremble slightly.
From 'I'm dying without Belle' to 'I'm living for Taylin' to 'Let me introduce you, this is my new wife, Miss Carolee …'
From the series of dialogues, the yellow-clothed man could come to a conclusion. The magic-guided machine called 'television' was corrupting the mind of the young spellcasters in Noland!
He clearly understood the horror of this' addiction '.
Because the yellow-clothed man had experienced the darkest times of Noland …
He was one of the founders of the Noland Enforcement Department, and the Noland Enforcement Department was established with only one purpose — to cleanse the 'poison' that was corrupting the city.
That was something that happened more than seventy years ago. Noland was still in its infancy, and its scale had only reached the River of Gears. There were no flourishing commercial streets or magnificent alchemical factories.
It was just a small city where spellcasters gathered, but the magic academy had long been established.
Just as this Magic City that was nurtured by the underground ruins and a large number of Protocrystal veins gradually grew, a terrifying thing appeared.
That was the Demonic Addiction Stone. No one knew how this terrifying Primordial Crystal had appeared.
However, any spellcaster who crushed it would gain immense power for a short period of time … But the price after that was heavy. Not only would the body be greatly damaged, even the mind would be damaged, and the person would become violent and restless.
However, at that time, many Spell Casters in Noland could not resist the temptation of the 'Magic Addiction Stone' at all. The entire streets of Noland became desolate, like an abandoned city that was about to decay.
In the face of this danger, the man in yellow stood up. He gathered the spellcasters who hated the 'Magic Addiction Rock' to destroy the underground organizations that sold the raw crystals in Noland, completely purging the 'poison' that corroded the will of spellcasters from Noland.
Noland's Law Enforcement Department was also established using this opportunity.
After that, Noland enjoyed a long period of peace and became the most prosperous magic capital in the world.
However, a few decades after the yellow-clad man retired, he saw the appearance of another Devil Addiction Stone.
Although the 'television' was not like the Magic Addiction Stone that could destroy a human's body and cause irreversible damage to it, the 'television' was not like the Magic Addiction Stone.
However, this magical machine was indeed wearing down the young spellcaster Noland's … desire for knowledge.
They no longer spent their time in class, listening to their tutors' teachings and searching for knowledge in the books in the library.
Instead, he began to spend his time on those damned TV shows. Just to listen to a group of opera singers, he did not hesitate to risk being punished and ran away from the classroom.
The people in yellow would never allow such a situation to continue in Noland!
At the very least, the Noland Law Enforcement Department still existed, and with his identity as the founder of the Noland Law Enforcement Department, he could easily unite the law enforcers to destroy the television.
This was the same as the disappearance of the Magic Addiction Stone from Noland 70 years ago.
While pondering, the yellow-clad man arrived at the entrance of the Noland Law Enforcement Department. Looking at the statue of a young man holding a magic staff erected in front of the Noland Law Enforcement Department, he felt a little nostalgic.
This statue was of him when he was young, and the words "The only desire of a spellcaster is to seek knowledge" were written below the statue. This sentence was also what he once said.
Now, the yellow-clad man's original intention had not changed, and the Noland Law Enforcement Department's original intention had not changed either.
He walked into the hall of the law enforcement department with the help of his walking stick. The place where the law enforcement department was built was just a small wooden hut, and there were only 15 members in the beginning.
Now, the scale of the law enforcement department in Noland was equivalent to one of the wonders of Noland. The bustling scene inside the department also told the yellow-clad man that it had grown into a huge organization along with Noland.
The yellow-clad man seemed to have returned to the time when he was still young. Filled with fighting spirit and enthusiasm, he called on everyone to crush the addiction disease that was corroding Noland!
But before he could ask the current person in charge of the law enforcement department to come over, his ears suddenly rang with music from the hall.
"Isn't this Miss Luvita's song? I remember it's called 'Rolling In, The, Deep'! Where did you find this raw crystal? "
"I got it from the world's singer live. I heard it's some kind of 'benefit'. This raw crystal can be sold at a high price of more than 3,000 gold coins in the alchemy market of Noland now!"
"How can Miss Luvita's song be measured by money! Hurry up and play it again. I didn't even have time to eat when I first listened to it. "
"No problem."
"Wait … Do you have the raw crystal that recorded Liya's song?!"
In the hall, a group of young law enforcers on standby gathered around the young man holding the 'Miss Luvita Memorial Record'. Obviously, these young law enforcers were loyal listeners of the World's Singer.
"I don't have that, but I heard that the law enforcement department has a chance to go to the world's singer live today!"
"But the competition has already started. Eh … Didn't he go on stage yesterday? That guy from Squirrel Street. "
One of the law enforcers pointed to a wall in the hall. The wall there was a projection of the 'world's singer' competition, and the figure on the screen was Holmes.
"This is called a 'replay'! I heard it's part of the competition yesterday. "Someone explained.
"Everyone … I might be the one going to the scene today. Maybe I can get the raw crystal that recorded Liya's voice."
The young law enforcers immediately got excited. The law enforcer holding the record looked at his colleague's excited face and was filled with a sense of accomplishment. Holding the raw crystal was like holding the whole world.
But this sense of accomplishment did not last long. A thunderous sound exploded in his ears. Electric arcs streaked across his arm, stinging his palm.
The pain made his arm lose strength, and the record in his hand fell to the ground.
He hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but another thunderous sound rang out and hit the 'record' right in the middle. Even the bricks on the ground were turned into non-flammable garbage, leaving only a pile of charcoal on the ground.
The young law enforcer stared blankly at his' world 'turning into charcoal. His expression became extremely stiff, and his eyes lost their light.
"My Miss Luvita …" His voice was trembling.
"Old man, what are you doing!"
"Don't you know that offensive magic is forbidden here?"
The other law enforcers around him found the culprit. It was an unfamiliar old man standing in front of him.
The man in yellow did not say a word to their questions. He just snorted coldly and hit the ground with his staff.
At that moment, a large number of electric arcs burst out from the man in yellow and spread across the ground to every corner of the hall.
All the raw crystals that came into contact with the electric arcs were overloaded and shattered into pieces, including the raw crystals used for lighting and the 'TV' itself.
For a moment, the entire hall was silent. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the yellow-robed old man standing at the door.
Then, more and more spellcasters recognized the true identity of the yellow-robed old man. He was one of the Seven Sages of Noland. The young magicians who shouted at the yellow-robed old man just now trembled and bowed to him.
All the spellcasters in the entire law enforcement hall stopped what they were doing and lowered their heads to give the yellow-robed old man the highest respect. Except for … a certain spellcaster who was kneeling on the ground and looking at the remains of the 'record.'
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