Perhaps it was due to the fact that many people were curious about Baiyi, or perhaps it was due to the fact that the Sorcerer's Association had set up a wager that was neither too big nor too small, but the Sorcerer's Association was extraordinarily efficient when it came to certifying Baiyi's rank. After the fat president had submitted a few papers, they were quickly placed in front of a few old pedants who were in charge of reviewing the papers. They gathered in a conference room in the headquarters, and each of them held a paper in their hands, reading it carefully.
After a long time, the old man who had read the fastest put down the paper in his hand, looking tired. He rubbed the space between his eyebrows and muttered, "I thought it was some high-ranking official's favor when he asked us to approve these papers as soon as possible. I thought I'd have to watch those ignorant and incompetent fools spout nonsense again … Who would have thought …"
He paused for a moment, as if waiting for a response from the others. However, the room was silent, and no one responded to him. The only sound was the rustling of pages. He raised his head awkwardly and realized that the others were still engrossed in the paper and had not heard what he had said.
It turned out that the Rohserlian Formation paper was a little too profound. He couldn't understand it completely, so he was the fastest to finish reading.
One by one, the others finished reading Baiyi's thesis, and the quiet conference room became lively. Wonderful! Exquisite! Excellent! Words of praise came out from the mouths of the referees.
"I don't know how to grade this paper, 'An Analysis of Simplified Runic Magic in Modern Sorcerers', but I don't think it's necessary to grade it. Let's just make it a paid project," one of the referees suggested.
"Oh? You think so highly of it? " Another referees beside him questioned. "But isn't simplified runic magic the stuff of those evil battlemages? You're a self-proclaimed orthodox academic, and yet you're interested in it? "
"To be honest, I read it with a nitpicky attitude, but after reading it, I realized that my understanding of battlemages and this paper was too shallow. I recommend that all of you take a look at this essay. Although its academic standards aren't that profound, it's also not that mystical. This is an essay that everyone from high-level mages to Holy-ranked mages can understand. It seems quite simple, but the meaning behind it isn't simple at all. This is especially true when it comes to actual combat. It actually gave me a feeling of enlightenment! As expected of a powerhouse who defeated Thaas. His understanding of practical matters has far surpassed us old bookworms … "The judge, who was known to be strict and picky, was not stingy with his compliments. He even added in the end," That's right.
"To be able to use a simple method to express a unique meaning and train of thought, simplifying complex things to a level that everyone can understand, I think this Master Hope has already surpassed me in terms of academic standards. Compared to those complex and profound theories that we ponder on every day, I think that using academic knowledge to guide practical practice is the true purpose of academic research. Most of the time, we have almost forgotten the original purpose of academic research. After reading his paper, I think I have to reevaluate the battlemages that were once classified as evil. "
"Don't say that." The referees, who was the first to finish reading the paper, said, "I'm the first to finish reading it because I didn't quite understand some of the details …" He waved the paper about the Rohserlian Magic Circle and modern runes in his hand. "Whether it's the Rohserlian Magic Circle or modern runes, his understanding and knowledge is far beyond mine. I'm afraid this is beyond the academic scope of the Immortal Level. His attainments in high-end academics aren't any weaker than ours … "
"Even you can't understand it? Is it really that exaggerated? " Another referees, whose field of research was related to magic and alchemy, asked curiously. He pointed at the paper in his hand and said, "By the way, let's talk about this paper. Surprisingly, many of the viewpoints in it are very novel and interesting, especially the use of a few relatively unpopular composite materials in the construction of magic circles and runic arrays. His ideas are not particularly difficult to understand, but they are way ahead of us. I think many of the ideas in his paper can be patented by the Alchemist's Association. Many of them can be used to generate significant economic benefits."
"But I heard that he doesn't really care about patents?" Someone suddenly interrupted.
"That's okay. I'll arrange it for him," the referees continued. He held important positions in both the Sorcerer's Association and the Alchemist's Association, so it was not difficult for him to help Baiyi deal with the patent issues.
At the end of the review, the referees were full of praise for the papers that covered many fields, but at the same time, they became even more curious about Baiyi's identity.
"He can't be the Great Immovable Sage, can he? Only a legendary figure like him would have such a vast amount of knowledge. What did the Doors of Conundrum say? "
"I've asked them before, but it's been too long, and he belongs to the ancient Great Sage. As you all know, the Doors of Conundrum's staff management system is full of loopholes. After a long time, they can't even tell whether a person is a man or a woman, let alone their real identity. "
"I heard from the rumors in the Door of Conundrum that the Great Immovable Sage is a woman? But this Master Hope doesn't seem like a woman at all, does he? "
"Not necessarily. I heard that he loves little girls, and he takes good care of his students. He dresses them up beautifully, and he's very cute. Isn't that a kind of motherly tenderness?"
Meanwhile, far away in Arfin City, Baiyi had no idea that a group of old pedants was studying his gender, or that he was a cross-dresser. Baiyi, who was having lunch with Aya and Mordred, suddenly felt the urge to sneeze. It was a strange feeling. He had not had this feeling for thousands of years, and it felt strange.
"Don't tell me someone is bad-mouthing me behind my back?" Baiyi said in the Void. "That doesn't make sense. I've read those papers, and they're very well written. Everyone has shown their professionalism!"
"How can this kind of thing show our professionalism? You must be joking, Sir Hope. Have you forgotten who I am? I can pierce through the plane barrier … "The Alchemist Warlock blabbered a bunch of stupid and shameless words on the other side, causing the others who were listening to him to feel so awkward that they were about to have a relapse.
However, objectively speaking, he was not wrong. With the Alchemist Walker's level and craziness, he had written a very conservative, decent, and relatively low-level paper. It was like a PhD student writing a junior high school assignment. It was understandable that he would feel depressed.
"What are you thinking about?" Aya, who was sitting across from Baiyi, noticed that he had sunk into silence, so she quickly asked. The dragon-lady had dressed up for what she thought was a family lunch. She was wearing a lavender, off-the-shoulder gown and a full set of jewelry that she usually did not wear. She had even put on some light makeup, which made her look so beautiful that she looked like she had been drawn out of a painting. She was even more glamorous than when she was attending a banquet. One could see how much importance she placed on what Baiyi considered an ordinary lunch.
"I'm just thinking about this guy." Baiyi looked at Mordred, who was carefully cutting a piece of steak. The naughty little girl had dressed up, and she looked especially adorable. She looked like a well-behaved child, and she was eating slowly. It was rare that she did not disturb Baiyi.
"Daddy?" Mordred heard Baiyi's name, and she turned her head. Her emerald eyes shone with innocence as she looked at Baiyi curiously. She forked a piece of steak in her hand and fed it to Baiyi.
'This naughty little girl is really obedient when she wants to be …' Baiyi patted her little head, but he declined her offer.
No matter how many times Baiyi tried to correct her, she would not change the way she addressed him. Baiyi and Aya were left with no choice but to come to an agreement with her. She would only address him as' Sir 'when no one else was around, and at other times, including when the students were around.
The mischievous child agreed reluctantly. Aya, on the other hand, was overjoyed by Mordred's presence. She no longer had to worry about a dragon and a Soul Armature not being able to give birth to a baby. The three of them could have a happy family of three. Mordred nodded, "Mordred, you're right. You're right."
It was a good thing that Grunting Pig and Moving Calamity were not coming out of the Void. Otherwise, the battle between the two women would have turned into a horrendous massacre.
After dinner, Baiyi brought Aya and her daughter to a mansion that he had hired a team of housekeepers to clean out yesterday. It was just across the street from his own house.
All the necessities were already in place, and fresh fruits, vegetables, and meat were already laid out in the kitchen. Even Mordred's room was decorated with all kinds of cute plushies. The naughty little girl happily picked up a giant whale plushie and rolled it around on her new bed.
'The housekeepers' are so professional, 'Baiyi thought to himself.' They're so much more reliable than the Kitty Cat Maid at home. '
Baiyi found a big double bed in Aya's room, and it was covered with a flirtatious pink bedsheet.
'This … doesn't seem appropriate, does it?' Baiyi thought to himself.
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