"The 7-ring 'Item Teleportation Technique' can solve this problem, but the level of this spell is too high, and it is too wasteful to just use it to transmit a newspaper, which is not in line with the purpose of 'good quality and low price' proposed by His Royal Highness Roland." McManus, the chief master of the spelling school, groaned as he touched his fat chin.

Andre turned to look at McManus, who was also bald, "Teleporting items is a subject of the spelling school, is there a way for you to solve this problem?" ”

"There are solutions, but it will take some time to dig deeper." McManus looked up and smiled at Roland, "Your Royal Highness, I plan to improve the 'Item Teleportation Technique', the teleportation distance is limited to this plane, and the upper weight limit of the teleportation item is adjusted to no more than the weight of a dictionary, which should be able to reduce the spell level to about 5 rings, what do you think?" ”

"Very good, Master McManus, I will leave this matter to you!" Roland said gratefully.

"Since Your Highness is expected to stay in Lighthouse Mountain for a week, then I will strive to complete the spell research within a week." McManus shook his big bald head and said confidently.

Roland thanked him again, quite excited. If Master McManus had invented the kind of spell he had described, combined with Ms. Saria's "photographic technique", it would have been easy to create a "magic fax machine", which would have led to an epoch-making revolution in the way newspapers and letters were delivered.

After in-depth exchanges with the masters, Roland's technical needs in the fields of communication and press and publishing have basically been satisfactorily answered.

It was already evening, and André saw that Roland had no other needs and called the meeting to a dismiss.

Nikita couldn't wait for a long time, and pulled Roland to go to the "world of two", but was stopped by a very bad guy.

"Your Highness Roland, can you please disturb for a few minutes, I have something I want to talk to you about alone."

Roland looked up at the middle-aged man standing in front of him: his stout body and wooden expression, his broad palms and knuckles protruding, giving the impression that he often did heavy physical work, and if it weren't for the yellow archmage robes, the chief master of the School of Change would probably be mistaken for a blacksmith or stonemason in a small town by someone who didn't know him.

Roland gave Nikita a look and motioned for her to wait outside the door. Miss Mage pursed her lips unhappily, but accepted his suggestion to leave the chamber and closed the door to make room for Roland and Anatoly to talk alone.

"Hello, honorable Master Anatoly, yesterday I met your apprentice Mr. Lendall Fox at the construction site of the Northern Railway, and when he heard that I was coming to visit Beacon Hill, he specially told me to ask you for advice." Roland was neither humble nor arrogant in his conversation with this somewhat unfamiliar master.

Hearing Roland mention his proud disciple, Master Anatoly Mu Ne's face smiled slightly, "That 'fat fox' will come back tomorrow to participate in the advanced trial, in fact, I advised him to participate in the trial next year, and the hope of winning is greater, but unfortunately that kid is not willing to give up, and said that even if he can't pass the trial, it is a rare opportunity to compete with the top masters of Beacon Mountain, which he is right." ”

Roland frowned slightly: "I know a little bit about Mr. Fox's strength, isn't it possible that an outstanding high-level mage like him is not sure to pass the advanced trial?" ”

"Fawkes is very good, but the other five mages who will participate in the trial tomorrow are also top arcane geniuses, and the competition is fiercer than in previous trials." Anatoly replied with a serious face.

When Roland heard him say this, he couldn't help but feel a little worried about the prospect of Nikita's trial tomorrow, and decided to take advantage of the time to inquire about her competitors and prepare early.

"Master Anatoly, who else will participate in the trial tomorrow besides Nikita and Fawkes?"

"There is also Master McManus's protégé, the young genius mage of the Spell School Yefim, Lady Katie's niece and the most outstanding female mage of the new generation of the Confusion School, Platon, a prominent figure in the School of Protection second only to the Chief Master Ovich, and the descendant of Lady Anna, the chief master of the Necromantic School, and the genius witch Ajelina who is as famous as Nikita."

Roland listened attentively, but it was a pity that Anatoly did not continue.

"Your Highness Roland, you will serve as Nikita's assistant in tomorrow's trial, and I and the leaders of the other seven schools will serve as the trial judges, for the sake of fairness, I can't tell you more about the competition, please forgive me."

"I fully understand your distress, Master Anatoly, is there anything else you want me to do?" Roland changed the subject with interest.

"When you were in the Astral Realm two years ago, Lady Valentina blessed you with a legendary magic called 'Behemoth Technique', do you still have an impression?" Anatoly stared at the young prince in front of him with blazing eyes.

Roland thought about it for a moment and nodded his head to indicate that he remembered the incident. True to his name, the Behemoth's spell effect allowed him to enlarge according to his own desires, up to the size of a "supergiant", and later played a key role in the decisive battle with the legendary Kraken.

"'Behemoth' is a change spell, at that time, although Ms. Valentina only developed a fragmented version of this legendary spell, but it inspired me a lot, hoping to use her research results to develop a low-level arcane version of 'Behemoth', Ms. Valentina generously lent me research notes to read, and in the past two years, she has often corresponded with me to exchange research experiences, so that I have gained a lot of lessons, and finally my efforts have not been in vain, and I have recently successfully developed an arcane version of 'Behemoth'." There was a rare hint of joy on the simple face of Master Anatoly, and it was evident that he was very proud of his research results.

"Then I want to say congratulations to you, but what does this have to do with me?" Roland asked puzzled.

"That's right, Lady Valentina sent me a text message this morning informing me that you were coming to visit Beacon Hill, and asked me to copy a copy of all the research materials for the 'Behemoth' and forward it to you." Anatoly looked at Roland with a hint of confusion in his eyes, probably wondering how Valentina knew everything about Roland's itinerary.

This is, of course, because Roland had a letter with Sister Jinlong before going to bed last night, and inadvertently revealed his itinerary to her.

Roland knew that Valentina didn't want to be found out about their underground relationship, so he didn't explain, and asked Anatoly with a wry smile: "I'm not an arcane spellcaster, and I can't understand these arcane research notes, so what's the use?" ”