At the Crosier High Magic Academy.
It was a rare occasion for the man in gray to visit the high magic academy established by his old friend.
However, he didn't come here openly. Instead, he snuck in.
He looked left and right, as if to confirm if someone was following him.
The man in gray kept reminding the owl on his shoulder to remain silent.
This Spell Caster who was already very old had displayed astonishing stealth abilities. Without a sound, he arrived at the core of the academy, which was also the building where the dean's office was located.
The man in gray knocked on the door of the dean's office, and only entered after hearing the word 'come in'.
"What business do you have this time?"
The man in yellow, who had just returned from Noland's law enforcement department, looked at the old man who had the word 'sloppy' written all over him.
"I've brought you something good, old friend."
The man in gray quickly walked to the table of the man in yellow and reached into the sleeve of his wizard robe. He then took out a pure white protocrystal and placed it on the table.
"No need."
The man in yellow directly picked up a book, not even lifting his eyes to look at the 'good stuff' the man in gray mentioned.
He had known the man in gray for so many years, and their relationship was not so much a friend, but rather a sworn enemy, be it as the dean of a magic academy or as a spellcaster.
However, the man in gray did not see him as an enemy, and would occasionally drop by for tea like today.
"This protocrystal has the video of 'This Demon Isn't Too Cold'. This is called the original movie, and it's very precious in Noland! Didn't you say a few days ago that you wanted to watch the movie with the law enforcement department? "
The man in gray's words obviously provoked the man in yellow. Ever since he returned from Noland's law enforcement department, he had been in a dilemma between accepting the demon's invitation and completely banning television.
At this time, the grey-clothed man came out again and mercilessly exposed his bottom line. The yellow-clothed man suppressed his twitching brows and impatiently waved his hand at the grey-clothed man.
"Not interested. Take it back! I have an inscription class in the afternoon. "
"Then you can keep it for tomorrow. Keep it with the original crystal that recorded the video of 'Beauty and the Demon'." The man in gray stroked his beard proudly.
The grey-clothed man's words seemed to agitate the yellow-clothed man again. The most immediate reaction was the owl standing on the grey-clothed man's shoulder. Its feathers stood up like a peacock, its eyes widened to the limit. As a bird, its instincts told it that danger was approaching.
"Crosier, even if you get angry it will be useless. I estimate that there will only be 10 or 20 students in your inscription class this afternoon. You might as well take this opportunity to …"
The man in yellow didn't wait for his old friend to finish. He slammed the book in his hand shut. The sound of the book closing was so loud that it interrupted the man in grey's words.
"If you came here just to humiliate me, then please leave! Rursk. "The yellow-clothed man's voice was so cold that there was not a trace of warmth.
If he was facing other young spellcasters or even the demon, he would still pay attention to preserving his strength. But facing the existence that stood at the peak of Noland, the yellow-clothed man wouldn't hold back.
"How can I humiliate you? My position is the same as yours, old friend." The grey-clothed man sighed softly. "If I humiliate you, isn't that the same as humiliating myself?"
"Then what are you doing here? Do you think you can stand on the side of the demon and feel proud? "
The yellow-clothed man no longer cared about his image in front of his peer. He spoke his innermost thoughts without reservation.
"I'm actually here to discuss an important matter with you." The grey-clothed man saw that his old friend's anger was getting out of control. He immediately put away his joking thoughts and continued. "Our academy's students have been too presumptuous recently."
"Presumptuous?"
The yellow-clothed man put the book back on the table and looked at the sloppy old man in front of him seriously.
"Sure enough, the influence that magic machine has on your students is too much for you to bear? In other words, you agree to my suggestion? "
"Banning this magic machine in Noland … Forgive me, but I still can't accept it. Crosier … The influence that this magic machine has on Noland and the world is inestimable." The grey-clothed man shook his head and rejected his suggestion.
"Inestimable? Young spellcasters will lose their most important desire for knowledge?" The yellow-clothed man questioned the grey-clothed man loudly.
However, the grey-clothed man waved his hand and a large number of Weave interfaces circled around him. He waved his wizened fingers again.
Hundreds of interfaces began to disappear rapidly, and finally, only one interface remained.
"I think it's more efficient to change the management of our academy than to ban the television." The grey-clothed man pushed the remaining Weave interface to the yellow-clothed man. It was a post from the spellcaster forum.
"…"
The yellow-clothed man wanted to continue mocking his old friend, but the contents of the post on the spellcaster forum caught his attention.
"Credit system, electives, societies …"
The yellow-clothed man stared at the contents and read them word by word. Finally, he was silent for a long time after he finished reading the entire content.
"What do you think?" The grey-clothed man asked.
"It's a very shallow theory. Part of the academy's system is the same, but there are many interesting contents such as credit, societies, and so-called electives."
The yellow-clothed man was no longer as angry and aggressive as before. He found a pair of glasses and began to discuss with the grey-clothed man.
"It's a little shallow, but it makes sense … The rules of our two advanced academies are too lax, but it's too harsh to expel a student for a small mistake … Credits are the best way to measure a student's qualities and motivate them. Our academy has the same system for electives, but they're all related to magic. Crosier, don't you think the reason humans acquire knowledge is just to become powerful spellcasters?"
"Not just to become powerful spellcasters …" The yellow-clothed man muttered repeatedly.
Advanced Academy of Magic, as the name suggested, was established to nurture spellcasters. That was why all the courses were related to magic, such as alchemy, potionology, inscriptions, and so on …
While the students might treat being a spellcaster as their lifelong profession, a significant portion of them did not treat magic as a hobby, but a necessary means to survive and gain status.
"Societies are also to encourage the existence of this system. The students would establish their own organizations, and the entire academy would be lively then." The grey-clothed man was already imagining the scene.
The yellow-clothed man did not say anything and continued to browse through the contents of the post. The post only explained a concept to the yellow-clothed man, and it seemed that the person who wrote it was not a professional 'educator'.
He only knew these concepts or had these interesting thoughts, and posted them on the spellcaster forum with a crappy explanation.
However, this crappy explanation was no less than a revelation to the yellow-clothed man and the grey-clothed man, allowing the yellow-clothed man to instantly see the drawbacks of advanced magic academies since ancient times.
That was, too much emphasis was placed on 'nurturing powerful spellcasters'.
The yellow-clothed man carefully read the latter half of the post, and could not help but praise some of the concepts proposed. 'Excellent!'
However, when he reached the end, the person who posted it mentioned something that had nothing to do with education.
"Once a year, an award dedicated to the world's most outstanding inventors … awarded to intelligent beings in the fields of inscriptions, alchemy, or magical-engineering who have made outstanding contributions to the research of magic." The yellow-clothed man carefully read the small words at the bottom of the post, which was about the concept of 'the world's greatest award'.
"Is there any difference between this award and the exhibition in the World Expo?" The yellow-clothed man looked at his old friend and asked the question in his heart.
"I don't think there's any difference in essence," the grey-clothed man said. "It's just that those who appear in the World Expo are all inventors of magical-engineering, but whether it's the discovery of inscriptions or alchemy potions … they've played an important role in mankind's understanding of magic in history. There are countless great inscriptionists and alchemists in the world. It's never appropriate to just award the inventors of magical-engineering to appear on the stage of the World Expo."
When the grey-clothed man said this, he noticed that his old friend's hand was trembling slightly. This surprised the grey-clothed man a little.
"Crosier, what's wrong?"
"It's been so many years since the establishment of the Noland Enforcement Department. It's been a long time since I've felt so excited."
The yellow-clothed man stared at the content of the last sentence of the post. Although it was a simple description of the concept of an 'award',
It sounded like a noble title or a medal.
However, the yellow-clothed man continued to follow the thoughts of the person who posted it. When he thought about what would happen after the award was established, the blood in his body that had been dormant for a long time began to boil.
"That's right, we do need a medal to commemorate those great inventors! This medal is only awarded to the most outstanding inventors in the world, which means that … it will become one of the highest honors in the world, far higher than a noble title awarded by the king! Countless spellcasters will be moved by this, "the yellow-clothed man said as if he was talking to the grey-clothed man, but it also seemed like he was muttering to himself.
"After all, we're also people who chase after fame …"
The grey-clothed man looked at his old friend's excited expression and could not help but sigh.
After reaching the height of Sage Noland, the grey-clothed man's desire for money had completely disappeared. With the supreme honor of Sage Noland, the grey-clothed man would not be too happy no matter what new achievements he obtained.
However, this award once again allowed the grey-clothed man to find something called fighting spirit. His old friend definitely had the same thoughts.
"But if we want this award to be known by all the spellcasters in the world, we'll have to wait until the next World Expo."
Although the yellow-clothed man was eager to tell all the spellcasters in the world and was prepared to make this award the highest honor in the world of magic, the prerequisite for this was that it needed to have enough fame.
Currently, the only way the yellow-clothed man could think of to accumulate fame was to present the award on the stage of the next World Expo.
"There's no need to wait until then." The grey-clothed man picked up the raw crystal on the table. "The television and the magic net are stages that are not inferior to the World Expo."
"Television …"
At the mention of this, the enthusiasm of the yellow-clothed man instantly disappeared without a trace.
"Rourke, do you know the creator of this post? The Flame Relayer … I have no impression of this name. "
The yellow-clothed man chose to change the topic. He glanced at the name of the creator of the post, 'The Flame Relayer'.
He immediately compared this name to the great spellcasters in his memory.
Although Noland's seven sages were indeed existences that stood at the peak of human magic attainments, there were still many spellcasters in this world that could stand shoulder to shoulder with Noland's sages.
They either became the assistant of the king of a country or roamed the world, exploring unknown things in every corner of the world.
Even as a sage, the yellow-clothed man did not dare to underestimate the wisdom of these rogue spellcasters.
However, after comparing the names in his memory, the yellow-clothed man realized that he could not associate the name 'The Flame Relayer' with any powerful rogue spellcasters.
"Of course not, because the owner of this name is a devil," the grey-clothed man hinted with a smile.
"Devil …" The figure of the Chaos Devil immediately appeared in the yellow-clothed man's mind. "How is that possible …"
The yellow-clothed man could not believe that the Chaos Devil who rose to fame through entertainment and opera could actually come up with so many ideas that excited him.
Whether it was the change in the policy of education or the award of 'the highest honor in the world of magic', they were all great ideas.
"No, it's possible." However, when the yellow-clothed man's gaze landed on the crystal on the table, he was instantly relieved.
Judging from the records of the enforcers, the Chaos Devil had done one miracle after another after coming to Noland. And now, perhaps he was creating a new miracle.
"Crosier, I'm going to dismantle the 'televisions' in the magical arena and place them in specific classrooms."
The grey-clothed man suddenly said as his old friend muttered to himself.
"…" The yellow-clothed man went silent for a moment after hearing the grey-clothed man's suggestion, as if he was making a difficult decision. But after a few short minutes.
"Count me in. I'll tell you about the rooms where the 'televisions' can be installed soon," the yellow-clothed man said.
Thereafter, the grey-clothed man and the yellow-clothed man began discussing the specific contents of the credit system and clubs, as well as the additional classes that should be added for the students to choose from.
The discussion lasted until late into the night, where the yellow-clothed man even canceled his afternoon classes.
It was only when the chairman's office was filled with all sorts of papers and it was already late at night that the two sages came to a consensus.
"Looks like we're still far from being able to create a new system today," the yellow-clothed man said as he held the pile of papers in his hand.
"But these concepts are feasible. I'll continue researching them when I return to the tower tonight."
The grey-clothed man was about to leave when the yellow-clothed man called out to him.
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