"One thing, Your Excellency, I have never understood, is why in recent years you have been so tolerant of apprentices of unknown origin who would not have been accepted by Ceylon in the past. Sim asked sincerely.

Ceylon gave Sim a deep look, then smiled.

Laugh lines stretched from the corners of his mouth to both sides, but the smile slowly turned to a faint bitterness.

"Sim, don't you understand?" Ceylon stood up with his hands propped on the table, and turned to stand facing the large floor-to-ceiling window behind him.

"Ceylon may fall, no, maybe the whole magic will fall. ”

"How so?" said Sim in surprise.

"Of course you can't feel it. The light outside the window outlined Ceylon's straight back: "You have always cared only about the things in the magic books, and at most the students around you, if you know anything about the financial situation of the school, you will find that our college has recently received more and more poor state grants." ”

"How is that possible, even you, Your Excellency?" Sim looked shocked.

In Valari City, although Ceylon is not the top magic academy, it should be able to squeeze into the first-class magic academy team, and the president of the academy is also one of the ** divisions of the Vima country, Your Excellency Ceylon, according to normal circumstances, the empire should attach great importance to such an academy and will definitely give strong support, in fact, the empire has done this in the past.

And now, according to the meaning of the Ceylonese dialect, the Ceylon Academy seems to have become a kind of existence that is not treated by the empire, what happened?

Ceylon turned his face sideways from the window and said, "Sim, it seems that your sensitivity to current affairs is really too low, don't all the teachers in our academy subscribe to the Imperial Magic Newspaper?"

Sim smiled awkwardly, "I'm really not interested in that kind of newspaper that is all official. ”

"Then you should cultivate an interest in that. ”

Without waiting for Sim to say anything more, Ceylon continued: "If you pay a little attention recently, you will find that the recent Imperial Magic Newspaper has published a lot of things related to magic, and there are even big figures in the empire who have made instructive statements directly in the newspaper, and some people have even proposed that magic science be used as a general textbook for all school-age children to learn. ”

"Magicianism, those people who can't even do magic?"

Sim had a look of contempt on his face.

Sim is not a proud and shallow person, he has always had a calm and atmospheric evaluation among his colleagues in the Academy of Magic, and even people like him have such a contemptuous look at this so-called magic, you can imagine how other proud mages view magic.

Ceylon, who noticed Sim's expression, narrowed his eyes slightly.

In his opinion, this attitude is certainly not good.

"Magic is not as simple as you think. Ceylon said slowly.

"I certainly agree with your Excellency. Sim said, "But I don't think magic is that great, after all, we can do what magic can do, but what we can do, magic can't do." ”

"That's true, but do you think that the people who rule this empire can't even think of these things?" Ceylon asked rhetorically.

Sim blinked, and fell silent.

It is the Vima royal family that rules this Vima Empire, and they have ruled this empire for almost a thousand years, if it is really mediocre and incompetent, I am afraid that they have already been dragged off the throne, but their family has been able to rule this empire for a long time and steadily, and has always maintained the strength of the empire, which is by no means something that ordinary people, even geniuses and heroes in the ordinary sense can do, the imperial people believe that the Vima royal family is actually the descendants of the gods, they are actually the agents and herders of the gods, ruling and guiding this group of mortal lambs。

"Of course, the emperor would favor magic, of course, there is a reason for the emperor, I also have a general understanding of magic, it is a group of unlearned and unskilled crappy mages who don't know where to get the inspiration to get something, they put together magic and some common sense everywhere to form a set of theories, and then based on this set of theories, some ordinary people can use magic guides, although they can't be compared with real magic, but these magic guides have a benefit, that is, as long as they have enough resources, they can be made in large quantities, and then with a little training, even ordinary people without magical talents can use themI think this is the reason why it is valued by the emperor. ”

"Maybe I shouldn't say that, but I don't think the emperor is necessarily right about doing this, the result of this is that in the short term it seems that he can quickly create a group of people who can replace some of the mages, but in the long run, this practice can cause a decline in the number and quality of regular mages, will it all depend on those fake mages at that time?" Sim's beard trembled, and his voice raised a little excited.

Ceylon nodded, and he turned back to his chair and sat down again: " What you say makes sense, but obviously from the current point of view, these things are not something we should worry about, the emperor has obviously just made up his mind, we have no ability to change his mind, what we can do now is to use this reduced funds to cultivate the same excellent, or even more outstanding mage, as you said, the kind of elite mage that the half-mage cannot be replaced, so that the emperor can understand what is really important and irreplaceable mage. ”

"Yes, if we don't prove ourselves, I'm afraid we will be even more marginalized. Sim said.

"That's why I'm doing this, because we really need a group of talented apprentices to illustrate our importance. Ceylon paused, looking at Sim deeply: "So, Sim, it's up to you." ”

"I will try to nurture them, please rest assured. ”

Sim felt a lot more weight on his shoulders.

Al receives a letter from the academy in the evening.

The letter was wrapped in a purple cover, and the coat of arms of the Ceylon College was delicate and clear on the gold cover.

When Al opened the envelope, the cover instantly turned into a flame and burned out, and when he opened the letter, he saw that it was written in beautiful penmanship:

Dear Al,

You have been selected to join the first class of Ceylon Gun Flower Level Seeking Light, the first class is at 8 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, in the second classroom on the fifth floor of the Guangming Tower, please be sure to go on time.