When the sorcerers were dwelling in the glory of the past, Douglas' voice was even more solemn. "The glorious victories made the ancient legendary sorcerers pursue strength even more stubbornly. They fought in the abyss, hell, and alternate dimensions until the Saint Truth grew and destroyed the three Magic Empires in only a few hundred years. The glory of the past turned into the bitterness, confusion, and desperation today."
The glory of the past was suddenly shattered, and the cruel reality returned coldly. Owen, Erica, and the other sorcerers from different organizations felt that a basin of cold water was poured on their heads. Although they were mentally prepared, they still felt frustrated and frustrated. They speculated that Douglas had the same intention as Arnold and the other archmages. They were comparing the glorious past with the miserable reality in order to raise the hope of every sorcerer for cooperation, strength, and the future.
"But the Church is too powerful. Also, angels have really arrived!"
"The period for sorcerers to grow stronger is not prolonged. It's just that it takes much longer than the clerics …"
"Does cooperation really work? If we are too big of a target, we will be more likely to be targeted and annihilated! It may be safer to hide separately! "
"Only by ensuring our survival can we find a way to cooperate with the extraordinary creatures, study them, and break the limits of magic development …"
All kinds of thoughts were brewing in the hearts of the sorcerers who seemed to be silent. Even the leaders of the major organizations such as Nielson and Priscilla had similar feelings.
Although they were working hard to develop their own organizations, looking for opportunities to survive, and carrying out preliminary cooperation for a better future, it would be a lie to say that they were full of confidence and did not have the slightest bit of fear in their hearts!
The reason why they were able to move forward with such enthusiasm and confidence was because there was no other path. In a situation where there was no choice, people would always be much more determined.
Of course, joining the Church and becoming night watchers was not necessarily a way out. However, for the leaders of those organizations, they were unwilling to abandon themselves and become the Church's dogs before the war in the west was over. Chances were that Aalto could really hold on. If Aalto fell, most of the legends would be dead. Surrendering did not seem to be of much value anymore.
Arnold thought the same as them and nodded in satisfaction at Douglas' speech. Fernando, on the other hand, secretly mumbled to himself, Is he really talking nonsense just to say those empty words?
Douglas pressed down with his right hand, using the gesture to strengthen his tone. "Dear ladies and gentlemen, it's time to calm down. Don't be confused by power. It's time to calm down and think about some problems." In the ancient Magic Empire, there was only the "gender" of sorcerers, and there was no tradition of "honor" or "lady". Therefore, in speeches, the order of "sir" and "lady" had always been the order of "sir" and "lady".
Eh? What was he thinking about?
All the sorcerers, including Congus and the other experts, were stunned for a moment. Were they thinking about cooperation? He was really radical! But what does this have to do with being bewitched by power? Could it be that unity was more important than strength? What kind of joke was this? Even if everyone here worked together, they wouldn't be able to kill a single "Heart of Time"!
Amidst their confusion, Douglas's voice suddenly grew louder, resounding throughout the hall.
"We need to clarify:"
"What is the essence of magic?"
"Why do living creatures have psychic power?"
"What is the essence of spiritual power?"
"In what form does it exist?"
Huh?
Even Fernando looked at Douglas with his mouth half open. What kind of questions were those?
The ancient sorcerers had always considered the essence of magic. So, Congus and the other experts were not too surprised. However, wasn't spiritual power innate? Didn't everybody have it, and the only difference was their strength? Wasn't it a unique manifestation of the soul? What were the questions at the end for?
When they heard it for the first time, they only felt that it was absurd and hilarious. If the middle-rank and low-rank sorcerers asked the same question, they would've interrupted them rudely. However, the speaker was an archmage who was capable of "Time Stop". Now that the legends were hiding, it was the most powerful force!
So, they listened patiently, only to discover, in shock, that it was impossible for them to answer those questions! Also, after careful consideration, they realized that those questions did need to be studied!
Erica and the other middle-rank and senior-rank sorcerers looked at each other in amusement. If they could figure out the fundamental questions, they would've become legendary sorcerers a long time ago. Would they need Mr. Douglas's reminder?
However, the series of questions did shock them. They subconsciously straightened their backs and looked at Douglas attentively. After all, he was an archmage. Perhaps he was not a big deal in Antiffler, but he was one of the strongest people here.
Fernando slightly frowned and thought about the answers to those questions, only to realize that he had no clue at all. Then, he realized that Douglas was emitting an indescribable aura. He was no longer as gentle and amiable as usual, or as absent-minded as he was when he was absorbed in the questions. He was more majestic and solemn!
Douglas's voice grew louder and louder as he continued his speech.
"Are earth, fire, wind, and water the fundamental elements? If they are, in what form and in what pattern do they constitute this wonderful world? If they aren't, what are they? What are the magic elements?
"What is the essence of the soul?
"Is the soul different from the consciousness? If not, in what form does the consciousness exist?
"Do we need 'tools' to explain and help us establish magic models?
"Does God exist? If God does, what is His essence and form of existence? What is the form of Alterna, the Ancestor of Vampires, and why can't she die?
"Why does this world have a Sun and a Silver Moon? Why do they rise and set every day? What makes them maintain their operation? The seemingly normal things in the material world, but if we ask more questions, we will find that we don't understand the reasons behind them yet. Are those reasons, patterns, and knowledge related to magic? Can they be combined with magic? Can they help us explore the essence of the magic world? "
As he threw out the questions one after another, both the experts on the platform and the sorcerers below the platform gradually changed their expressions, from disdain and amusement to deep thought, and then to shock and excitement that could not be concealed. In the end, the question about the rise of the sun and the silver moon struck them like lightning, making them tremble with indescribable feelings.
Yes. Why is it like this?
Why didn't I think of those questions before?
What secrets did these phenomena, which seemed to be the laws and essence of the world, contain?
Fernando clenched his fists, his red eyes full of excitement. Looking at Douglas's back, he felt for the first time that the guy was indeed tall and strong!
Similar questions had flashed in every sorcerer's study, but they had never considered them as something that required their attention because they were used to such phenomena, and they had never 'asked' them so deeply. At this moment, listening to Douglas's inspiring speech, they all felt that the mist before their eyes had been pierced by the sunlight. So, their studies on magic and this world were still so shallow! There were still so many 'whys' that had not been resolved!
They felt that a new gate had been opened, and a new domain about magic was vaguely revealed. More and more people shivered and fell into deep thought. Even Owen, who was full of fury at Douglas before, felt that the guy was no longer disgusting and that the 'whys' were full of ultimate charm!
Questions popped up in his head one after another. What is lightning? Why can't metal stop it but wood can? Why are there gender differences in human beings? Why can't human beings float in midair but stand firmly on the ground?
Erica covered her mouth with her hands. She deeply believed that Mr. Douglas had surpassed Mr. Fernando as the greatest hero in her heart! She did not know that magic studies other than battles could be so attractive and astounding!
"What is up? What is down? What is the sky? What is the earth …" Fernando murmured to himself. All of a sudden, he felt that the things that he had studied and understood in the past were full of questions again.
Douglas held his forehead with his right hand and slightly bowed. "As long as we can figure out those questions, I believe that the development of magic will be much faster. The mysteries that we have figured out will work on us and strengthen us. Perhaps, our development will not be slower than that of the Church!"
After he left, the hall was still as quiet as ever. It was not until one minute later that the most enthusiastic applause burst out. Even the leaders of the major organizations did not give their speeches earlier!
Douglas could clearly see that the sorcerers down below were excited, if not slightly mad, which diluted the overwhelming desperation and depression. He secretly sighed about that. It was also the first time that he had expressed his opinion and raised the questions that he had considered for a long time in public. When he was in Antiffler, even his teachers and classmates were not willing to listen to him attentively, not to mention other people.
It seems that the effect is not bad … As a mortal, Douglas was secretly delighted.
Owen, Erica, and the other sorcerers had the feeling that the darkness around them was fading away. They were desperate before because they thought that magic was still not as good as the divine power and the Church even though it had been developed to the maximum. So, they couldn't see any hope. Right now, Mr. Douglas' question had opened a vast, boundless world. The development of magic had just begun and was far from reaching the limits! The future was not entirely hopeless!
Arnold and the other sorcerers' speeches had raised the morale by placing their hope on the external forces such as the Silver Moon, the vampires, and the dragons, but it was not as inspiring as knowing that the future was within their control.
However, could those questions really be solved?
After the excitement, the sorcerers began to worry and doubt, as could be seen from their faces. Douglas was not surprised at that. He never thought that he could gather everybody with a speech. That would be a dream!
The meeting ended in such an atmosphere. Amanata, Congus, Nielson, Priscilla, and the other archmages all looked at Douglas in subtle changes.
Douglas rose with a smile and said to Arnold first, "Mr. President, I'd like to participate in the mission to assassinate Alfonsol. I hope that I can stay in Allyn for a while later."
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