Mage's Tower.

Inside Roman Sagan's study.

Colin sat at the table and enjoyed the breakfast brought by his sister with the teacher.

The study was soaked with smoke, and Tessa had never liked to stay here long, so she went downstairs to dine with Mrs. Muller and Mrs. Muller after breakfast.

"Teacher, what are you looking at?"

The two of them finished eating almost at the same time, and then reached out to wipe their mouths and pushed the plate to the side, moving in perfect harmony.

Roman Sagan took a piece of paper in his hand, looked at it for a long time, and said:

"A letter from the Royal Council of Magic of the Oshik Empire, who want to promote the Grand Mage Kondra Gus to the rank of Magister."

"Then don't they have eight magisters?" Colin asked.

"Yes." Roman sighed.

"But why did you write to you? To show off? Colin was puzzled.

Roman smiled slightly: "Do you know how the Magister came about? ”

"Isn't it the same as the Great Magician?"

From the beginner level to the advanced level, it is determined by a specific assessment, but when it reaches the level of a great magician, it is no longer possible to assess it in the usual way.

Therefore, generally speaking, the Grand Mage of each country is voted on within the Magic Association to which he belongs, provided that the person is already a high-level mage and has made significant contributions that everyone recognizes.

And the Magister, Colin always thought it was an advanced version of the Great Magi.

"It's true that very few people know about it. I never told you about it, after all, it doesn't have much to do with you. ”

Roman Sagan re-lit a bucket of tobacco, took a deep breath, and continued:

"To be promoted to a mage, there is not much difference from the great mage in other aspects, but in the end, a process must be added - the new mage must be approved by the existing mage."

"Agreed?"

"Well, now there are 26 living Magisters in the entire continent, plus me, and if Kondra Gus wants to become a Magister, he must pass a joint vote of 26 of us, and only if more than half of them agree, it can take effect. It's not a mandatory rule, it's just an old tradition, but so far, it's been observed. ”

Roman picked up the letter and said, "The same letter will also be sent to Boyce Hawthorn, Fabian Orlando, and all 26 Magus on the continent, and only when 14 of them reply can they be considered promoted, otherwise, the same vote will not be launched again within four years." ”

"But."

Colin wondered, "We have a hostile relationship with Oshik, so aren't they worried that Tulum's four Magisters will deliberately veto?" ”

"Of course there will be this problem, in fact, there has always been this problem, for example, the Principality of Fran originally wanted to produce a second Magister, but it was collectively vetoed by the 7 Magisters of Oshik, because at that time the two countries were intervening diplomatically over the issue of a small island in the East China Sea."

Roman sighed: "Tradition is not necessarily right, but it must have a reason for its existence, if it weren't for various conditions, wouldn't the continent be full of Magisters, then it would be meaningless."

"Moreover, the Magister is originally just an illusory title, and whether or not there is it does not affect his own strength.

"On the contrary, if you don't have enough strength and are forcibly promoted to a magister, sometimes you will harm others and yourself."

Colin thought for a moment, then nodded slightly in understanding.

Then he asked, "What about this Kondra Gus......"

"He has been a great mage for thirty years, and this time it is said that he killed two high-level necromancers alone in the East China Sea before trying to storm the mage - he can't convince the public without enough achievements."

"So did you decide to agree?"

"Let's wait for news from our own channels." Roman put the letter aside and said, "If it's true, I don't have much reason to refuse...... By the way, how's your magic experiment? ”

"The weight of butter has been raised to 15 tac, and the same weight of water has been successful." Colin Road.

"It's going well." Roman nodded: "From solid to liquid, it is a big breakthrough." ”

"What restricts me now has become mental power." Colin said helplessly.

"So, are you going to increase the amount of time you meditate?"

"Never!" Colin said firmly.

"I admire you more and more." Roman laughed.

"Teacher."

Colin lowered his voice slightly, "Your Excellency the 'King of the Deep Sea' can actually see that my spiritual power is biased towards the water system. ”

Roman puffed his pipe and nodded, spit out a puff of smoke rings, and said: "Although Beuys Hawthorn is not the oldest magister, in his time, there were many people who liked to mix the meditation methods of the classical magic period alternately, and the more you practice water magic, the stronger your perception ability becomes, and it is reasonable to be able to detect your special meditation methods." ”

"Lord Hawthorn also told me about his life's magical experience, four words......"

Without waiting for Colin to continue, Roman immediately interrupted: "Don't say it! ”

Colin was stunned: "Why?" Teacher. ”

"I'm past the age of learning from others, and this idea of magic, which is different from my own, but also of a similar depth, will only be counterproductive to me, although it may not hurt me, and it is inevitable that I will waste time. And after I heard it, I couldn't help but think about it. ”

Roman's face softened, and he said with a smile: "Although you are my disciple, there is no need to have outstanding performance in wind magic, since you have obtained two opportunities at the same time, you can try to continue in the direction of the water system." ”

"Yes, Teacher." Colin bowed.

"By the way, was yesterday's celebration fun?" Roman digressed.

"I'm tired."

"Tessa is tired every time, and she looks forward to it every time." Roman Road.

"My sister likes to wear beautiful clothes, and she is more interested in concerts." Colin laughed.

"What about you?"

"I don't know much about music." Colin hurriedly explained honestly that he didn't want to continue pretending in front of the teacher.

"I looked at the gramophone you invented, and I thought you knew a lot about music." Roman Road.

"I'm only interested in magic." Colin smiled.

"Your Majesty's gift, that's it?"

"Yes, I have stored the sound of the whole concert, and His Majesty can listen to it often and repeatedly." When Colin said this, he hurriedly continued to ask, "Teacher, do you want it?" ”

"No, get one for Glenn."

"Okay." Colin had already thought about giving each of the mages in the tower a sounder.

"Speaking of concerts, you should have met Veronica." Roman Road.

"Yes."

"What do you think?"

"Her Royal Highness the princess is gentle and beautiful, knowledgeable." Anyway, good words don't cost money, of course pick good things to say at this time, not to mention that Veronica really deserves this comment.

"Okay." Roman nodded, took the pipe out of his mouth, and said, "In this case, after the New Year, let you get engaged first." ”

"Hmm."

Colin subconsciously responded, and then came back to his senses, with a shocked face and a distorted voice:

"Huh!?"