Chapter 4: Merlin in the Brown Robe
The founder of the Duchy of Lorraine, the first Duke of Lorraine's famous words "magic is power, and strength is not noble" is widely spread on the mainland. Here, scholars of holy light magic, elemental magic, arcane magic, and even dark magic can come together and speak freely. Although it is inevitable to blow the beard and stare and even fight because of differences in ideas, it is all based on academic discussions. Inclusiveness is the reason why the Duchy of Lorraine, as an emerging power, is able to maintain its independence between the Holy See of Light and the Holy See of Darkness.
The Council of the Sages, the highest magical institution in the Duchy of Lorraine, and a powerful organization second only to the Holy Land of Mages "Kentoran" in the number of archmagists, its council chamber is as noisy as a vegetable market.
"The Holy Light Technique is essentially a kind of mind control, so that the person being treated has a psychological hint that they feel that they have been cured, otherwise how can you explain the sequelae of the Holy Light...."
"Fart, the aftermath of the Holy Light is a vicious rumor spread by the Dark Holy See to discredit the Lord of Light, if you want to talk about mind control, you necromancers are experts, I have always wondered if your wife was bewitched by your evil magic. β
"What do you say, believe it or not, I summoned the Sea of Skeletons to hack you to death!"
"Do you want to fight?" Conway, Rudiger, come and form an angel array, and beat these skeletons of bones into the ground to accompany the dwarves in mining..."
"What's wrong with mining, you discriminate against us dwarves, eat me with a hammer!"
"Enough!" With a majestic voice roaring, a powerful silence magic enveloped the entire circular chamber.
From the heights, an old man, dressed in a white robe that symbolizes the Grand Magus, is the Speaker of the Council of the Mages, Diego.
"The Council of Sages organizes a mage apprentice test once a year, and you are like this in front of your juniors, how will you be a teacher in the future!" Diego was so angry that his gray beard trembling on the ground.
"Silence is also a form of mind control...," a voice whispered in the corner.
"Lori, you are not allowed to choose people in the first three rounds, and you are not allowed to choose people from the undead department, don't think I don't know about the transfer of apprentices. β
"It's not fair!" protested the mages of the undead.
In the testing ground in the middle of the council room, Damian was stunned when he saw this group of sparrow-like chirping bad old men, and said to himself: "Are these goods the so-called magicians, I feel that my 500 gold is a little worthless." β
"Don't argue, let's get started, number one. With a wave of his hand, Diego announced the start of the test.
The first subject walked to the high platform in the middle of the chamber, and the mage presiding over the test began to chant magically, and the ground beneath the subject's feet gradually glowed into a six-pointed star pattern.
"Boom...", one of the huge stone statues in the row on the left side of the council chamber stood out in a row, slowly moving towards the high platform, stopping ten meters away.
"The third-level water system spell affinity, which mentor is willing to take her as an apprentice. The presiding mage asked.
The group in the ring began to discuss in a whisper, and after a while, a mage lit up and raised the staff in his hand.
"Mentor Turan, congratulations. Number one, Natasha, you come under Mentor Turan, the next one. β
There are constantly people walking up to the high platform to be tested, some stand on the stone statue and do not move at all, some several stone statues have come out of the ranks, and some sense that the stone statues are out of the ranks, but because the affinity is too low, no teacher is willing to accept him as an apprentice.
"The quality of the testers this year is average. "On the mage's seat, someone was talking.
"yes, why put it in the Sage Council for testing, if I'm not mistaken, it's not been a year since the last time..."
"What do you know, there is a genius among the testers this time, a high-level affinity for many spells, and a member of the Foen family, and a few old guys are already fighting hard to grab him, so there is no way to put it on the test ceremony to decide. A person familiar with the matter next to him said.
"What is a genius?" A brown-robed mage was sleeping, but when he heard everyone's discussion, he raised his head and said angrily: "I was only at the second-level affinity of arcane magic back then, and almost no one accepted me, so I was promoted to the Grand Magister. My dragon magic has a fifth-level affinity, and I'm still hovering around mid-level spells, can spell affinity decide everything?"
Hearing the voice of the brown robe, someone responded cautiously: "Lord Merlin, not everyone can compare with you, and dragon magic needs a dragon contract to be promoted to a high level, and the dragon has disappeared in the world for thousands of years, otherwise, ......"
"yes, the dragons are gone. Brown Robe seemed very dissatisfied, "So you all think that dragon magic is not an independent law system, right?
Seeing that the brown robe was angry, everyone did not dare to speak again. Brown-robed Merlin is one of the seven archmages of the Council of the Sages, known for his strong mana and withdrawn personality. As a master of arcane magic, he is obsessed with dragon magic, and always considers himself a dragon magician. But dragon magic does not have a dragon contract, it can only reach the middle level, just like a knight without a horse, and the power is really not very good. One of Merlin's nemesis, Mage Glenn, taunted him the most: "You smashed me in the face with a dragon's breath and my eyes blinked, you are my father." β
While everyone was talking, the on-site test came to an end.
"On the fifteenth, please come to the stage. The presiding mage shouted, and in an instant, dozens of pairs of eyes in the council hall stared at the high platform.
A boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in aristocratic attire with a griffin crest pinned to his neckline, stepped forward.
It's the genius of the Foon family, and the highlight of the day is here, and many people on the mage table are starting to get ready to move.
The six-pointed star on the high platform lit up, and many stone statues on the left moved towards the high platform, and a huge roar resounded throughout the conference hall.
"Fire system, holy light system, arcane system level five, qi system, dark system level four..." Five stone statues came to the front of the stage, three of them were closer, and two were a little farther away.
"It's really a genius to be able to be a holy light and a dark initiate. β
"The five lines have a high affinity, Lorraine has not had such a grand occasion for many years, and this young man named Leon Fern is going to resound throughout the continent today. β
"The Foun family is going to produce a great magister this time. β
"I don't know which teacher I'll be into..."
From the moment the stone statue moved, people in the mage table raised their staffs one after another, and now, there are dozens of them raised high, and the light emitted illuminates the dim council hall as if it were day.
"Lori, what are you doing with your staff, do you think he's going to be a necromancer?"
"Hehehe..... Lori let out an eerie laugh, "he has a fourth-level affinity for the dark department, why can't he be a necromancer, and not worship under the great Death Lord, can he be a lackey of the Holy Light?"
"You're a lackey, you demon's minions!"
The council chamber was in a state of brawl again, and the cries of the Sea of Skulls and angels came one after another, and Speaker Diego had to unleash another big silence spell.
"Ahem. The presiding mage was a little embarrassed, cleared his throat, and said to Ryan, "Since there are many mentors who are willing to take you as an apprentice, you can choose who you want to worship. β
Leon looked around at the dozens of pairs of hot eyes on the field, finally looked into a corner, and said softly, "I want to worship under Mentor Merlin." β
"Who, Merlin?"
He didn't seem to raise his hand. β
Everyone looked at Merlin, only to see that the archmage was actually asleep, and the person next to him couldn't help but nudge him gently.
"What!" Merlin was very annoyed when he was woken up in his sleep, and was about to have a seizure, when he saw that all the eyes in the room were looking at him, including the testers on the stage, and immediately understood what was going on.
"I don't take apprentices, you can find someone else. Merlin said.
Hearing this, Ryan looked at Merlin and said in a sincere tone: "Teacher Merlin, my name is Leon, I am the son of the Marquis of Fonn, and I often heard my father say that you are the greatest arcanist in Lorraine, so I want to learn arcane magic from you. β
"I know who you are, but I'm sorry, I'm a dragon magician, and if you want to be my student, welcome to the dragon magic principles class, learn arcane magic, or find someone else. β
"But..."
"Nothing!" Merlin slapped the table and stood up, "Your dad asked that Moore guy to come to me, you know, I told him at the time that I don't accept apprentices, and here today I will say again in the name of the Grand Magister, I'm no!
"Did you hear me clearly?"
Merlin's temper tantrum was something that the Duke of Lorraine couldn't let him change once he decided something. Moore was the marshal of the Duchy of Lorraine and Merlin's best friend, and if it was useless for him to intercede, it would be hopeless.
"Understood. Leon looked very frustrated, he took a deep breath, looked up, and said, "Then I will bow to Mr. GΓΌlen." β
There was a man standing in the room, dressed in a white robe, it was the Holy Light Mage Glenn, who was also a great magus, he glanced at Merlin meaningfully, then turned to look at Leon, and said with a smile, "Welcome, child, the Lord of Light will bless you." β
The turmoil stirred up by Merlin subsided, and the test ritual continued. Merlin clasped his hands and closed his eyes to rest, but the voice next to him couldn't help but reach his ears.
"Lord Merlin, too... Don't give people face. β
"Duke Lorraine can't take him, does he care about a marquis, forget it, let's pay more attention to the next few testers, see if we can recruit an apprentice with good potential. β
"This is just a stone statue, it looks average. β
"But who is this statue... Nidhogg, the dragon god?"
Merlin's eyes snapped open.