Chapter 329
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An hour ago, Josiah was on a carriage heading towards the Philosopher's Tower. Accompanying Josiah was Hiri.
"That old man in yellow has a bad temper." As a native of Noland, Hiri more or less knew about the temper of the seven sages, except for the two who rarely showed themselves, Blue and Black.
The other five sages would usually appear when the Advanced Magic Academy held a major ceremony.
"Hiri, are you afraid?" Josiah flipped through the information on the remaining five sages that the man in gray had compiled for him. Based on the information, Josiah could easily determine the personalities of the sages of Noland.
"Of course I'm afraid, but let me say this first. I can't win against the one in yellow."
Hiri was very self-aware of her own abilities. This spellcaster lady's talent in battle could be described as monstrous. She was a mage who fought in actual battles.
If Hiri was given enough time, she would definitely reach the heights of the sages. Of course … it was in terms of battle strength, not intelligence.
"It's fine as long as I can win," Josiah said.
"Oh."
Hearing Josiah's words, Hiri touched the crystal on her neck. This necklace was a gift from Josiah.
After following Josiah for so long, Hiri had almost forgotten about the existence of chaos demons. They could be said to be the killers of mages.
"And we're not going to find the one in yellow." Josiah showed the information in his hand to Hiri.
On it was written that the God of Flames was a believer in red, and the God of Spirit and Illusion was a believer in purple.
"You're going to meet all the sages of Noland?" Hiri immediately understood Josiah's plan.
"This … You see, the program I'm preparing is' Philosopher's Lecture '. Don't you think it's too shabby to only invite one sage as a guest?"
"No, no, no! You're the only one who would associate the words "shabby" and "sage" together! Sages aren't peddlers in the alchemy market. Some Spell Casters might spend their entire lives and never get the chance to talk to them alone. "
Hiri reminded Josiah loudly. Even in Noland, the city of magic, there was a cruel class system.
Graduating from an Advanced Magic Academy was only the beginning. If he wanted to climb to the upper echelons of Noland, he would at the very least have to enter the Philosopher's Tower.
Hiri was a "wild mage" who had dropped out of the Magic Academy a long time ago. If she had not met Josiah, she might not have had the chance to speak to a Sage in her life.
"In other words … it's very important for Noland's Spell Casters to listen to the Seven Sages' lessons?"
"You can understand it as those who shout 'I'm going to die without Belle watching' every day suddenly have the chance to shake hands with Belle."
Hiri made a very appropriate analogy. Recently, she and Josiah had been busy in the entertainment circle and had almost forgotten that Noland was a city of magic.
"I think I understand … Simply put, the Seven Sages of Noland are like the idols of the Spell Casters in the field of magic."
Josiah had underestimated the position of the Seven Sages in the hearts of the young Spell Casters in Noland.
"But I heard that the yellow-clothed man held a public lecture yesterday afternoon, but only a few hundred Spell Casters showed up."
"It's probably because those old men are about to pass their prime."
Hiri once again used a phrase she learned from Josiah to describe the situation of the Seven Sages.
Unlike other young Spell Casters, Hiri didn't revere the Seven Sages of Noland.
At least this brave girl dared to ridicule the gray-clothed man's attire and the owl standing on his shoulder in front of his face.
"So the Sages rejected the existence of television in order to regain their authority …? Anyway, let's talk to the first Sage first. I don't think there's a teacher or a person who pursues fame who would refuse a lecture with hundreds of thousands of people. "
… …
In the hall of the Noland Law-Enforcement Department.
The sudden appearance of the yellow-clothed man made time stop in the entire Law-Enforcement Department hall. Even the Law-Enforcers' breathing rate slowed down.
This strange silence was broken by an angry roar.
"Bastard!"
The angry roar came from a young Law-Enforcer. At his feet was the raw crystal that had been shattered by the lightning.
"Look what you've done!"
After the young enforcer recovered from his momentary daze, he immediately raised his head and found the culprit, who was the man in yellow.
He stood up again, wanting to raise his staff and use his magic to avenge his' Miss Luvita '.
But his colleague ran over and hugged his arms.
"Kaja! Don't be impulsive, he's Sage Crosier! "His colleague loudly reminded him of his identity.
But the Law-Enforcer named Kaja remained unmoved. He continued to stare at the yellow-clothed man standing in the hall.
"Teacher Crosier …"
Several Law-Enforcers who could be considered disciples of the yellow-clothed man tried to appease his anger, but at this time, the yellow-clothed man surprisingly calmed down.
The yellow-clothed man waved his hand at the Law-Enforcers who grabbed Kaja's hands, motioning them to let go of Kaja.
Kaja, who regained his freedom, immediately raised a short staff in his hand and released an offensive spell at the yellow-clothed man under the surprised gazes of all the Law-Enforcers.
But this short arrow made of light blue light only scratched the side of the yellow-clothed man's robe. It didn't even touch the corner of his clothes and shot into the floor behind the yellow-clothed man.
"Your hand is shaking."
The yellow-clothed man didn't get angry. He just leaned on the magic staff in his hand and walked towards the young spellcaster.
"That means you know who I am."
Although the yellow-clothed man's tone was very calm, small beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the young Law-Enforcer Kaja.
But he didn't compromise with the yellow-clothed man and stood up straight in front of this great sage.
"I can understand how terrifying the impulse brought about by anger is, just like how I destroyed everything you have just now."
The yellow-clothed man waved his finger at the already charred raw crystal on the ground, and the raw crystal flew directly into his hand.
Just by touching it, the yellow-clothed man could tell that it was just a very ordinary raw crystal, and not the 'Magic Addiction Stone' that could make a spellcaster lose their rationality.
"But now is your working time as an Enforcer. The funding given by the people of Noland isn't for you to stay in the Law-Enforcer Department and watch that magical machine called 'TV'."
The yellow-clothed man's words immediately made the group of young Law-Enforcers straighten their bodies along with Kaja. Their actions just now were indeed within the scope of negligence.
Everyone anxiously waited for the yellow-clothed man's punishment.
The yellow-clothed man looked at the frightened and uneasy eyes of the young spellcasters. The words he originally wanted to say were all choked in his throat.
It shouldn't be like this …
The expected punishment did not come. All they heard was a sigh.
The hunchbacked old man glanced at the already charred raw crystal in his hand and threw it to Kaja.
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