Standing in front of Rosetta Augustus was the president of the Royal Association of Mages, the legendary mage Windsor Mappel, and the current president of the Imperial Association of Craftsmen, Master Magician Daniel.
They were the best scholars and technical talents in the empire, the most trusted advisors of the royal family in the field of supernatural and industrial fields, and also the right-hand men of Rosetta Augustus.
Not many people in the empire knew that Braveheart had departed from Port Mobius. The ship was Typhon's most advanced technology, and the relevant information was naturally kept secret. However, the people standing in this room were obviously not bound by the confidentiality rules. After hearing Rosetta's words, Windsor was the first to smile. "This is indeed good news."
Daniel asked curiously, "Is Braveheart still on Tassos Island?"
"Still on Tassos Island, but will return today," Rosetta said slowly. He knew what Daniel was curious about. "The news was sent back by magic. Port Mobius has the most powerful communication tower on the east coast, and on that ship … there is a small communication circle that was personally modified by Madam Windsor Mappel."
Daniel was stunned for a moment, then looked at Windsor Mappel indifferently and nodded with his usual indifferent expression. "Not bad."
"Thank you for the compliment," Windsor said immediately. "It's just some modification of traditional spells, not a groundbreaking creation."
"But it's a very effective modification," Rosetta Augustus said. "It turns out that the communication technology of the Eternal Sleepers is extremely useful. There is a long distance between Tassos Island and Port Mobius, and the old communication tower can't complete such a long distance communication. It's just that the modified communication circle is still not very stable. Braveheart has successfully arrived at Tassos Island for a few days, but the communication has been affected by the magic environment of the sea, and the message has not been successfully sent back until today. "
"This is the problem we have to solve in the next stage," Windsor Mappel immediately said. "We just got the technology of the Eternal Sleepers not long ago, and the improvement of the communication spell has just begun. Most of the time, we are simply and crudely using their ideas on our own communication technology, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. In the future, whether in terms of efficiency or cost, our communication technology will definitely be improved. "
Rosetta Augustus looked at the legendary mage and smiled. "I have always believed in your ability, my lady."
…
The corridor from Obsidian Palace to the Royal Library was very long, hundreds of steps, and it had always been very quiet.
Only a few people were qualified to walk there.
Daniel and Windsor Mappel walked along the long corridor, and occasionally they saw the Royal Guards standing guard on both sides of the corridor. The two mages' footsteps were very light, and this made the empty corridor even more deserted and quiet.
The first to break the silence was Windsor Mappel. She turned her head slightly and looked at her former teacher walking beside her. "Teacher, I still remember the first time you took me through this corridor. At that time, I had just broken through to the higher order. You said that it was a great honor for a mage to be able to walk through this corridor to the Royal Library …"
Daniel's expression did not change. He just said indifferently, "After a few years, you were qualified to walk freely in this area as a legendary mage."
Windsor Mappel subconsciously said, "Teacher, I …"
"No, I'm not blaming you." Daniel's footsteps paused slightly. He looked at his former apprentice beside him, and there was only calmness in his eyes. "I'm just saying that your talent is really good, and this talent belongs to you. We should all accept this fact."
Windsor looked at her teacher's calm eyes, and suddenly felt a little calmer in her heart.
She had not seen her teacher so calm for many years.
What was her teacher like in the past years? Resistance, boredom, frustration, anger, hysteria … Since he tried to use some terrible methods to break through the talent bottleneck many years ago and failed, this once gentle and wise old man seemed to have become a different person. He was getting farther and farther away from her. In the end, he even took the initiative to leave the Royal Association of Mages and chose to live in seclusion in a remote place. Many years later, this old man returned to the Imperial Capital, and his attitude towards her was still cold and distant. The years of estrangement showed no signs of melting. Windsor Mappel even felt that this hostility would never disappear.
The once intimate master and apprentice had become strangers.
However, His Majesty's series of plans forced the two of them, who were like strangers, to come together again. Whether they were willing or not, as the two most outstanding talents in the country, they had to meet frequently here, work together, and communicate, argue, and help each other because of the contact in the field of technology and knowledge.
"Actually, I'm very glad to have such an opportunity." Windsor Mappel smiled and said with emotion. "His Majesty's mission has put us all back on the 'right track'. I think you have proven what you wanted to prove many years ago — extraordinary power is not the only talent in people. Your talent in the field of magical technology is also 'legendary'. "
In Windsor Mappel's view, Daniel's calmness must have something to do with the development of magical technology. This persistent old man had proven himself in a new field, and this' proof 'was enough to untie the knot in his heart. As long as the knot in his heart was untied, the kind teacher would gradually come back.
Daniel just quietly glanced at Windsor.
A powerful legendary mage, with outstanding talent and status, but this did not mean that she had the ability to see through people's hearts.
This was good.
"You don't have to flatter me. You know I don't like flattery." Daniel shook his head and said lightly, "In fact, people who are talented in the field of magic are usually talented in magical technology. Mathematics and magic are in many ways connected. Your improvement in the communication spell has proven your ability in this field. To understand the technology of the Eternal Sleeper in a short time, this is not something that ordinary people can do. "
"Thank you for the compliment." Windsor smiled, but then frowned and said seriously, "But I have also encountered many difficulties. The runic system of the Eternal Sleeper is derived from the divine arts, but there is a problem of energy conflict between the communication spell and the divine arts. Now I'm trying to use pure arcane magic to drive the two sets of runes, but the stability of the whole system is very low, and it is prone to backflow and meltdown. I think Cecil and his people must have solved this problem, so they can boldly apply the runes of the Eternal Sleeper to those 'magic net terminals'. Recently, I've been looking for this key conversion structure from the samples of the magic net terminals …"
Windsor seriously and carefully talked about the problems she encountered in the face of new knowledge, just like many years ago when she was an apprentice and discussed difficult problems with her mentor. But soon she found that Daniel did not respond to her. The old man just stood quietly and looked at her with an unusually calm gaze. She could not help but be confused. "Mentor?"
"I'm listening, but I don't have any good suggestions." Daniel slowly shook his head, his eyes still on Windsor Mappel. After a short silence for two seconds, he sighed softly and said, "You are indeed very talented …"
"I'm glad you are willing to listen to me talk about these problems. I know they are boring and not your job." Windsor smiled and then took half a step back. "I have to go first. I have an appointment with Prince Hadilon in more than half an hour."
Daniel simply nodded. "Well, go ahead."
Windsor Mappel left, and only Daniel was left in the long and empty corridor.
He looked in the direction where his former apprentice had left and sighed softly in a voice that no one could hear.
"Windsor … You are indeed very talented …"
Two seconds later, the old mage shook his head and continued to walk forward slowly and steadily.
He was not jealous, nor did he hate any of his apprentices.
It was just that at this moment, Windsor Mappel's ability made him feel a trace of "danger."
But in the end, he decided to do nothing.
This was not because of Windsor Mappel's identity as a legendary mage. In fact, he knew that Windsor Mappel was completely unguarded against him, and with his advantage in the dark, he could completely destroy the research project of the Royal Association of Mages without any direct contact, or at least greatly hinder and delay their progress.
It was just that there were many people with outstanding talents in this world, and in the powerful Typhon, there was more than one person like "Windsor Mappel". There were many in the past, and there would be many in the future.
His master had said that he did not mind Typhon's development, and he was even happy to see the other mortal kingdoms prosper, because he would ensure that Cecil would always be the strongest among all the kingdoms.
Under this premise, his master did not encourage him to obstruct most of Typhon's technological progress, because every technological progress, whether it was Typhon's or Cecil's, was the common wealth of the mortals.
He did not understand his master's great idea in the past, and only carried out his orders mechanically. But after personally participating in the construction of the magic engineering industry and seeing the changes in Typhon and Cecil, he felt that he could vaguely understand his master's idea of a "common community of mortals."
He let out a long breath and revealed a smile.
Windsor Mappel's talent was her own, and as her teacher … he should be happy.
…
Mathilda Augustus sat on a small sofa by the window. The sunlight slanted in through the window, illuminating the crystal ornament and the "Cecil Cube" on the table.
She flipped through the pages in her hand and stroked the hair hanging over her ear. At this time, footsteps came from not far away, and she raised her eyes from the book and looked in the direction of the door.
The young Prince Hardylan was walking into the room.
"Hardylan." Mathilda nodded. "Aren't you going to meet Madam Windsor Mappel at this time?"
"Half an hour later, sister," Hardylan said casually. "What are you reading?"
"A gift just sent by international mail this morning." Mathilda waved the heavy book in her hand and pointed to the table not far away. Neatly arranged tomes were lying in a delicate wooden box. It was obviously a large-scale series of books. "The Foundation of All Things, this incredible masterpiece, is finally completed. Emperor Cecil sent me a signed edition as promised. I'm reading the sociology paper, and I feel inspired."
"Cecil's Encyclopedia of Natural Sciences?" The young Prince Hardylan murmured casually. He sat down opposite Mathilda and stretched out his hand to the box. "Speaking of Cecil … Do you feel that there are more and more things from Cecil recently? Their magazines, their newspapers, and their toys … When I was in the city, I saw a merchant's child playing with the Rubik's Cube. They were happily shouting 'Cecil's Cube' as if owning a 'Cecil's Cube' was something to be proud of among the children. "
"This proves that their parents have enough financial strength, and it also proves that they have enough wisdom to figure out how the cube works." Mathilda glanced at Hardylan. "Flip through the book carefully. I haven't opened the one in your hand yet."
Hardylan immediately put the 'Volume of Agronomy' back into the box. "Then I'll just not read it."
Mathilda's attention had been attracted by her brother. She looked into Hardylan's eyes and asked casually, "Speaking of gifts … You've received the gift I brought you from Cecil for more than a month, and you haven't commented on it yet."
"Ah, my God." Hardylan's cousin suddenly became strange. He glanced at Mathilda with a sad face. "Sometimes I wonder if you're deliberately teasing me … Can't you give me some real, normal gifts?"
"I think books are the most normal gifts, especially books that contain rich knowledge and inspiration," Mathilda immediately said with a straight face. "Hardylan, you've always been lax in your studies. This is why you have Windsor Mappel, a legendary mage, teaching you personally, but until now, you're still —"
"Stop, stop, I've already broken through the higher order last month, so your preaching in this regard is useless." Hardylan immediately raised his hand and shook his head. "And I admit that books are indeed good gifts, but don't you think that twelve books in the field of mathematics and mechanics and 187 sets of test papers are a bit too much?"
Mathilda quietly looked at her brother. Two seconds later, she nodded with a serious face and said, "That's Cecil's specialty."
"… That's terrible." Hardylan helplessly spread his hands. "That's why I said that there are too many 'Cecil' here now …"
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