The Phoenix Farming Area is a fertile land planted in the air, and according to the needs of the crops grown in each area, various climatic conditions are divided to maintain the ambient temperature, all of which are built on the basis of magic.

Sweaty farming will taste sweet.

Rather than relying on magic, the old man prefers to do it himself, with the sun shining on his head, wearing a straw hat and holding a hoe, turning the soil down and down. This is a small piece of land, located in the far corner of the first floor, the old man likes the angle here, whenever you stop the hoe to rest, look up, the green one, the yellow one, the red one, all the colors of the crops will be in front of your eyes into a wonderful oil painting.

The old man wiped his sweat, and the satisfaction of his labor made him smile, and in a world where magic was rampant, the sense of fulfillment that came from being down-to-earth made people feel happy.

"Lord Zirog, the meeting is ready to begin. ”

Aged and having just finished working, the strenuous exercise made it a little difficult for the old man to turn around.

Zirog: "You're here, Isaac, how is it, my field is well taken care of by me, right?"

It was none other than Aysaac Newton of the Ministry of Science, but at this time he was not wearing the uniform of the Ministry of Science, but a kind of official uniform for an alternative occasion.

Isach: "I want to grow strong plants here next year." ”

The exaggeration of his own field made Chirog happy: "That's good, that's good, that's good, and your little friend has already gone out?"

Isaac nodded in reply.

Zirog: "He's a nice young man with a lot of dreams. ”

It can only be a dream.

Zirog: "Well, I think it's about the same time. ”

Isaac lowered his head, and only after the old man had passed him did he silently follow.

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...

Halfway up the hill, the United Church is a magnificent castle, but it is also a sparsely populated castle, and you can only see the flow of people on the way up the hill on the day of the United Meeting.

On the day of the meeting, the mountaineers were generally divided into three groups, one from the Censorship, the second from the Magic Research Institute, and the third from the independent faction that did not participate in the management of any party and only accepted the inheritance of the first generation of members of the United Society.

Izak followed the old man to the bottom of the mountain, and a group of people had been waiting for a long time, and the old man had already put on a robe engraved with a magic array, and the momentum of the whole person changed completely, from an old farmer who cultivated the land to the head of the Magic Research Institute, Shuen Zirog.

Isaac stopped where he was and didn't follow, and after walking a few steps, the old man suddenly turned around and asked, "What, you don't go up?"

Isaac nodded in reply.

Zirog: "Since the clothes have been changed, let's go up and walk together this time." ”

Aizak still didn't speak, just made a gesture of respect.

Seeing this, the old man gave up and walked in front of the crowd.

Isaac waited until he could no longer see anyone in sight before leaving.

"Such a great opportunity, just gave it up, it seems that you are not as smart as rumored. ”

The person who suddenly appeared was a middle-aged man wearing monocles and dressed as a businessman.

Isaac: "Good afternoon, Mr. Collector. ”

Collector: "Good afternoon, Isaac." ”

A long silence ensued, the collector did not speak, as if forgetting what to say, and Isaac did not leave, as if waiting for the other to remember what to say.

After a long time, the collector suddenly remembered and said, "You are really unworthy to be Albert's friend." ”

With that, he turned and left.

Isaac stood alone, looking out at the way up the mountain.

I really don't deserve it.

......

...

The conference room was very spacious, with hundreds of seats outside the round table, in addition to the nine seats at the round table in the middle, and now almost all of them were filled with all kinds of people.

As always, the Magic Research Institute was the last to arrive, and the figure of the old man in a magic robe attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

"There's going to be a good show this time. ”

"Did you learn divination?"

"Fart, as long as you're not a fool, you know that the representative sent by the Ministry of Science not long ago has left Phoenix and headed north. ”

"Are you stupid to be Dean Zirog?"

"If you fart and you really fart, since old Zirog knows that the Ministry of Science wants to use technical theory to explain the concept of the supremacy of magic, then why should he allow the Ministry of Science to be established and agree to this bet?"

"Hiss~ Listening to you say this, it seems to be a little interesting, and suddenly you don't look so much like a pig people, you don't even know what people outside say about you, saying that you are ......"

"Get out, Lao Tzu is as fine as a monkey!"

"Then why do you say Dean Zirog would agree. ”

"The Ministry of Science knows every day that the whole experiment doesn't cost money, and the gold coins are blown up like this, and they are blown up every day, especially the representative they elected, what is Einstein, that kid spends the most money. ”

"So what?"

"That's why I've asked you to use your brains more, instead of relying on your status as a member of the United Society! The Ministry of Science can still hold on to such a cost, and someone must be paying for it later, and in my opinion, this person has a lot of background, and his wrists are so hard that old Chirog doesn't dare to act rashly, put away his hand that is playing under the table, bring it to the table, and fight with each other in front of everyone. ”

"Ah, that makes sense!"

"Nonsense, of course what I said makes sense. ”

Two members of the United Commons in the corner of the chamber exchanged their heads and were very interested in the meeting.

Zirog sat down, and the two people who had just been following him sat down beside him, the two of them were the vice president of the Magic Research Institute, Aven and Darren.

All the staff sat down, and only one of the nine members of the round table was missing the main seat.

"Very good, everyone is here, this meeting is still chaired by me, Richard Bennett"

Bennet stood beside the main seat and calmly began the meeting, as if there was also a person sitting in the empty seat next to him.

Bennet: "As you all know, the representatives of the Ministry of Science have left Phoenix for Luxembourg, and this time the escort has been specially selected from Devonburg, far south, to make sure that there will be no accidental interference. ”

The meeting was quiet, no one was talking, but everyone was talking. The eyes of the crowd looked at Zirog as Bennett spoke, followed by Miles, the president of the Censorship, and finally Jacob, the independent, and the division of the round table was the three major forces in the Free City, and the core three factions that made up the United Church.

Bennett looked around and said, "I repeat here, this time Albert Brown. Albert Einstein, the representative of the Science Department of the Institute of Magic, will take his scientific research results to Luxembourg, the source of magic, to sweep away the wolves in the north, and if it can be done under the supervision of Luxembourg and without the help of any external force, it will prove the value of the existence of the Ministry of Science, according to the rules of the United Society, the director of the Institute of Magic, Zirog, will officially recognize the existence of the Ministry of Science according to the result of our last unanimous vote of more than two-thirds, and provide it with the operating expenses according to the regulations. If it fails, the plan for the establishment of the Ministry of Science will be cancelled immediately, and no one may re-raise the plan for the establishment of the Ministry of Science or similar departments for any reason or form.

There was no objection.

Bennett repeated again: "One last time, does anyone have an opinion?"

Still no one objected.

Bennet: "Good. He raised his hand, and a scroll appeared out of thin air and unfolded, "Now please raise your hands." ”

An inscription appeared on the scroll, and the same inscription began to be applied to the back of each person's raised right hand, and then the scroll dissipated and disappeared into the inscription of the right hand of everyone present.

Bennett: "The Magical Oath has been formed, and that's the end of the matter for the establishment of the Ministry of Science, and then the United Council meeting will officially begin......"

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...

The monthly meeting of the United Legion does not have much new content, and all parties report on their work and discuss the details of Phoenix's operation, such as the current operation of the airship in the air, the matching of the time and place of the distribution of the wingman in the lower air, and the management and development of animal husbandry on the second floor and the crop breeding on the first floor.

Every ordinary issue seems to be related to people's livelihood, but in fact, there is an undercurrent surging behind it. Whenever the Magic Research Institute or the Censorship proposes improvements, they will be opposed by the other side, and the way of opposition is almost completely picking a bone in the egg, no matter how the argument is argued, it will always fall into a second round of argument because of a new "bone", and it is often only when the independents express their opinions, and the matter will be decided to be two-to-one.

A simple "people's livelihood meeting" took up most of the afternoon in which only the three of them did not make any remarks during the meeting.

Zirog, the head of the Academy of Magic, Miles, the head of the Censorship, and Jacob, the independent.

The three most important people had little influence on the meeting, almost nothing.

Cloaked in night, the members of the United Commons began to leave the chamber one by one.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have listened to you, the whole meeting was exactly the same as usual, it wasn't noisy, and the three giants didn't even give a word or a look. ”

"You know a fart, have you ever seen a boss who would take care of small things?"

Or the members of the United Congregation who were talking to each other in the corner before the two meetings began.

"Aren't you the one?"

“...... Bastard, you admit that I am the boss, but you treat me as the boss who can only take care of small things, and I don't know whether to be happy or angry. ”

"Of course you should be happy, after all, I'm complimenting you. ”

"Let's take it as this time, so what do you think of this meeting?"

"Aren't you bragging, why did you suddenly ask me. ”

"There's a word called brainstorming, to gather different opinions. ”

"Hmm...... I think Dean Zirog is so confident or is it because of the lack of strength of the representatives of the Ministry of Science, you have to think clearly, the Extreme North Blue Wolf King, this level of monster can't even be handled by Luxembourg, he can do it as a human who can't even do magic?"

"Maybe Luxembourg is just busy and doesn't have time?"

"What are you kidding, the breath of the Divine Flame is much more real than my mouth fart, there is that woman's northern border? You said that the whole empire is gone, only Luxembourg is safe and sound, I believe it!"

"Sorry, I forgot you were the ...... of that woman's chaser"

"Shhhhh ”

"Poof, tell me what's wrong, do you want to cover my mouth so you can suffocate me? You don't know how far this is from Luxembourg?"

"Shh

"What's wrong again!"

As far as the eye could see, Zirog was slowly descending the mountain like a king, supported by his ministers.

Vice Dean Aiwen: "Dean, just let the Ministry of Science be established like this? This is a great insult to our Magic Research Institute, a kid dares to say that he wants to use science to explain the true meaning of magic that our magicians have been unable to reach for hundreds of years!"

The old man raised his right hand and shook it: "This has become a fact. ”

Vice Dean Aven: "But ......"

Zirog: "Don't do it, I think we should wait quietly, since we have made a magic oath, our magic research institute must not intervene in this matter of going north." ”

Ai Wen pursed his lips, and on the other side, Vice Dean Darren stepped forward and said, "Yes, Lord Dean, we Magic Research Institute will definitely not make a move." ”

Evan looked up suddenly, and Zirog smiled.

Yes, we at the Academy of Magic must not make a move.

It's just our Academy of Magic.