Chapter Twenty-Eight: That Summer (Part II)
Joey then picked up the teapot on the table, and poured a cup of tea for the old man opposite, the tea was cold when it was poured out, and the old mage gently tapped the teacup with the staff in his left hand, and soon the teacup was steaming.
"Sometimes, I really envy you for having such a good female apprentice, with high talent and a good mind, who can give you a long face. Unlike my useless granddaughter, who left a bunch of magic books at home and didn't read them because she liked a kid, she actually went to the Palatine Academy to learn some swordsmanship, preparing to be a female knight, which was really a waste of the magical talent that my old man inherited from her. ”
Joey babbled, looking like he hated iron but not steel, "I'm so angry, if it weren't for the old drunkard of the Palatine Academy and my old relationship, I wouldn't have been able to help but want to rush into that academy and burn that little white face." ”
"Claudia has grown up, and it's time for her to have some ideas of her own. The old man took a sip of his teacup, "It's not a good thing to be as lifeless as us old fellows. ”
"Phew, who do you say is lifeless, old man, I am the first to disagree. Joey said, "Anyway, what are you doing today, don't worry about Diana? You should know her ability, even if this level of exam can stump others, can it still stump her? Take the first question of this year's written exam, I estimate that she is the only one among all the candidates who can do it right, hehe, how can my old man's question be so watery?"
The old man shook his head, "I'm not here today for Diana. ”
Joey was taken aback: "You're not here for her, so what are you doing here?"
The old man looked at a certain part of the academy in distraction, as if he were staring at some young man who was also looking at it, "to see the son of an old man, an interesting little fellow." ”
Joey's face changed slightly, his expression became a little strange, and he said, "The son of that woman back then?"
The old man nodded, and his deep eyes became a little dazed, as if after many years, he had changed back to that summer, and the young priest who saw the woman in white standing under the tree, holding a book and reading quietly, was stunned for a long time.
"I heard that she died ten years ago, but I didn't expect to have a son. The old mage's expression was very complicated.
"Her son is now in the academy at your feet. The old man said.
"That kid is also here to take the exam? interesting, but I heard that there are a lot of geniuses who have emerged this year, in addition to Rommel who is the dragon lance, there are a few other little guys who are also very good, and even the Grand Duke of Fran has sent his two children who are well-known in the country, and the competitors that the kid faces are quite strong. Joy said.
"I believe in the vision of two old friends, Laplace and Cicero, and more importantly, I believe in him. The old man said slowly.
"The young man who can be personally affirmed by His Majesty the Pope is extraordinary, and if he can really be admitted to the academy as you said, my old man might as well take care of him a little more. Joey shrugged.
"It's time for me to go, thank you for the tea. The old man in front of Joey, the strongest person in the Glorious Holy See, the supreme existence looked up to by thousands of believers on the mainland, His Majesty the current Pope --- Innocent, finally said lightly, and then waved his hand gently, and the space in front of him suddenly rippled, and he stepped into the void with one foot, and the whole person disappeared.
"I just left, I drank the tea made by my old man, and I didn't pay at all. Hmph, next time you old god stick don't bring a few artifacts over, don't want me to play chess with you. The old mage scolded.
After complaining, Joey fell silent, although he had not been silent before, but he was really shocked by the news brought by the Pope.
He had seen the woman in white, many years ago in the summer of the academy in front of him, when he was still an unknown little mage, the woman in white had indeed become famous in Jinghua, and her appearance amazed countless people who claimed to be geniuses.
Her beauty, her mystery, her strength, and her peerless elegance have made countless people excited or sad.
Today, her son is here, and what kind of story will it bring?
Constantine did not know that he had become the object of attention of two powerful men who stood at the top of the continent.
He only knew that the current hurdle was very important to him.
The first is the first level of the spell-casting ability assessment: mental power detection.
Spiritual power is the source of magician mobilization of magic power, spiritual power comes from the soul, the strength of spiritual power directly determines the height that a magician will reach in the future, the stronger the spiritual power, the more magic power can be mobilized, and the smoother the magic will be.
Different magic schools have different requirements for students' mental power, and for a top institution in the continent such as the Royal Academy of Magic, the level of mental power is a hard indicator, if the mental power is not up to standard, even if the student's grades are good, he will not be allowed to enter the academy for further study.
Psychic testing is a very strict procedure, not the scenes described in many magic stories: the protagonist casually presses his hand on the crystal ball, and suddenly, the light shines, the crystal ball bursts open, and then everyone is shocked, and they all say that this child is amazed, and he will become a big weapon in the future.
Although, in terms of early testing, it was almost true that the crystal ball was too poor ,,,, be ruled out.
However, with the development of magical civilization, mages gradually discovered that spiritual power is directional, and the spiritual power displayed by a mage casting spells of different factions is different.
For example, if a mage casts arcane magic, his mental power may be very weak, and even an arcane missile can be released very reluctantly, but in terms of using fire magic, his mental power can support him to release dozens of fireballs in a row.
It is also possible that such a mage can not throw even the lowest fireball, but can operate the high-level magic of other factions.
Such cases are not uncommon in history, such as Agnes, one of the top ten magisters in the continent ----- the archmage of the Dragon Lance Dynasty, was judged by the examiner to fail mental power because she couldn't even rub a small spark out of a magic exam when she was young.
The result is...... The future Grand Magister Agnes, in a fit of rage, directly smashed a high-level ice magic [Winter God Ritual] down, freezing all the examiners present into ice sculptures.
In order to prevent the above tragedies from occurring, and to prevent many magical geniuses from being buried, magicians took great pains to control various variables and invent a set of standard and rigorous mental power measurement methods, and our crystal ball finally withdrew from the stage of history and became a frequent visitor to folk magic tales.
This set of measurements is cumbersome, but the principle is simple: try the magic of different factions.
Constantine was standing in a white hall designed to resemble a classical temple, giving the test a sense of sacredness and solemnity, and there was even an altar-like building in the hall.
There were hundreds of candidates gathered in the main hall, surrounding the magic array in the center of the main hall, their eyes nervous and eager, all eagerly hoping that they were a high-profile existence, and at the same time they didn't want their test results to be too ugly.
A young mage stood in the center of the magic circle, his expression was serious, his expression was tense, and at his feet were stacked magic scrolls of different attributes, and his task was to activate the spells on all the scrolls in turn.
Several academy mages are debugging and measuring the alchemy props - a crystal tablet located on the altar of the main hall, on which a large golden bell is suspended, and the clock is inlaid with various ** magic gems, and numbers are displayed next to the gems, clockwise from large to small, from zero to one thousand, representing the size of the subject's mental power.
"The test begins. ”
The young mage picked up the scroll and read it, the words were round and round, and the tone was frustrated.
It's a pity that his beautiful recitation didn't add much to his mental power, only a dull blue light lit up on the crystal tablet, and the hands on the clock just waved lazily.
The mage was a little embarrassed and hurriedly replaced another scroll and repeated the process.
Same.
After changing more than a dozen scrolls, the young magician's best one only had the pointer point to a hundred, more than a little short of the highest thousand.
In the end, all the scrolls were used up, and the mental power values he measured were added together, and the total score he got was only a pitiful little more than five hundred. And the admission criterion of the Royal Academy of Magic was that the sum of the mental power test values must reach more than four thousand, so he could only walk down in frustration and quietly walked out of the main hall.
In fact, his spiritual power data is almost the average of low-level magicians on the mainland, but for the Royal Academy, this data is meaningless.
An ambitious young magician departed in disgrace, and his school career ended before it had even begun.
This scene is very bleak, the faces of the candidates in the hall have become pale, and those teenagers who usually have the halo of genius have also put away their arrogant faces, uneasy, and the cruel test results have made many candidates in the hall sober up, in addition to the death of the rabbit and the fox, a chill quietly permeates the hearts of everyone, who knows who will be sentenced to death next?
As the test progressed, dozens of mages were eliminated in a row, and their mental power failed to meet the standard, among which there was a girl who was the most pitiful, with a value of only five points, and the moment she saw the total score, the girl's will collapsed, and she cried and begged the mage of the academy to let her test again, and finally was expelled by the mage in charge of the test with an expressionless face.
Hearing the clear sobbing sound of the girl outside the hall, the air in the hall seemed to freeze a little, and most of the candidates had solemn expressions, and they didn't dare to breathe.
The mages in charge of the test were very calm, they had seen such a scene too many times, and they had long been numb. Moreover, for many teenagers who are interested in magic, it is not necessarily a bad thing to tell them about the cruelty of reality and let them wake up sooner.