69novels Chapter 8 That despicable evil mage disguised himself as a student!
Chapter 8 That despicable evil mage disguised himself as a student!
High in the sky, Professor Sylvie, stepping on giant dandelions, emerged from the white clouds, drifting in. Beneath her feet stretched a vast expanse of clouds, rising and falling in magnificent splendor.
After looking around and making sure no one was around, Professor Sylvie waved her wrist, and several emerald green seeds flew out and quickly took root in the clouds.
Then, a spectacular sight appeared high in the sky: several huge silvery-white buds sprouted and rose, their petals unfolding, each tightly forming the outline of a full moon, its disc as smooth as a mirror.
At the same time, figures of men, women, and children appeared on the moon disc.
"Greetings, mentors." Professor Sylvie gave a magical bow.
This is a means of communication belonging to high-ranking mages; they can use moonflowers to contact companions in distant places.
The eight projected figures are all core mentors of the academy and heads of their respective departments.
The principal is very old, and daily matters are usually decided by them together.
"Oh, let me see who this is? Isn't this my beautiful little sister Sylvie? What, is the enrollment over?" a somewhat frivolous voice laughed.
Professor Sylvie glanced at him elegantly, silently urging one of the moonflowers opposite him to grow larger, its edges radiating silvery light, becoming perfectly round like the moon, as if a real bright moon were being held up by vines above the sea of clouds.
"Awooo~~~"
The figure's voice suddenly distorted, emitting a ghostly wail: "I was wrong, Awooohoo, Sister Sylvie, please stop your supernatural powers!"
"I'm giving a lesson to my students right now, and if you keep doing that, my image in their eyes will be completely ruined!"
Professor Sylvie was satisfied and restored the moonflower to its original state.
This guy is the headmaster of the Wind Academy and the instructor of the combat class. He is a werewolf from the orc race. He will activate his underlying code on the night of the full moon, but he has no sense of propriety when it comes to his mouth.
Fortunately, Professor Sylvie is a wood-type mage and has some experience in dealing with animals.
After greeting everyone, Professor Sylvie first gave an overview of the admissions process.
The mentors nodded in agreement.
"Not bad. This time there are three with level 10 mental affinity and eight with elemental specialties. There might be more later. Maybe each of our eight academies can get one."
"You're dreaming. It's alright for your few colleges, but we in the Light and Dark Colleges haven't encountered a single person with an elemental talent in ten years."
"That's right, that's right."
Professor Sylvie ignored their argument and continued her story:
"Also, I need to report on the explosion at the Silver Echo Monument..."
After just the beginning, the mentors, who had been calm, also exploded.
"What exploded?"
"The Echo Monument exploded?!"
"Who dares to cause trouble at our academy gate! Is it the witch cult? Or someone from another academy? Or an evil magician?"
Even the werewolf professor, who had just been howling, became furious.
The Silver Echo Monument has existed for a long time and is of great significance; it would be understandable if it were simply due to years of disrepair.
But if it was blown up by outsiders, and especially in a public setting like an admissions ceremony, then they weren't just destroying the monument, they were destroying the face of Silver Academy!
No organization can tolerate such humiliation!
Seeing the crowd's excitement, Professor Sylvie quickly added:
"Not an outsider, but a test taker."
"You audacious, wicked mage, how dare you disguise yourself as a student to destroy my Echo Monument!" the werewolf professor roared in fury.
"We must avenge it!"
"Exactly!"
Professor Sylvie explained helplessly:
"I've checked him, and there are no traces of evil mages in his body. The magic association where he was recommended also reported that the child has a clean background and should have nothing to do with evil mages."
"The reason for the explosion may be related to his rare resonance of the four elements of earth, fire, and feng shui."
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The mentors, who were in a state of high spirits, were all taken aback.
The phrase "resonance of the four elements of earth, fire, feng shui" kept rolling around in my head, but I still couldn't understand what it meant.
A few seconds later, the CPU finally processed the message, and pairs of eyes looked at Professor Sylvie in disbelief.
Professor Sylvie nodded solemnly.
The expressions on everyone's faces immediately became quite interesting.
With their experience, they naturally knew what this meant and how astonishing it was. Even in the history of Silver Academy, they had never heard of such a case before.
The closest one to this was probably a predecessor who achieved the resonance of the three elements thousands of years ago.
Unfortunately, when that senior was advancing to an advanced magic degree, he chose conflicting paths for advancement in several elemental domains, resulting in incompatible authority and ultimately leading to his self-destruction.
And now, a record-breaking four-element resonance has appeared at Silver Academy.
Moreover, these are the four pillar elements of Feng Shui, namely earth, fire, and water, which hold special significance.
"Well, the Echo Monument is destroyed, so be it. We can just go to the alchemy workshop and have the dwarf master repair it. It's not like we haven't done it before, but the resonance of the four elements is a first for us." The werewolf professor grinned from ear to ear.
"He did such a big thing right away, this kid is really strong."
"The level of mental affinity must be at least level ten, right? Maybe even higher, but the highest level is only ten."
"I think we should add a few more levels to the mental affinity system in the future, so we don't run out of resources!"
"That's right, that's right."
The change in everyone's attitude was remarkably smooth.
Faced with the unprecedented resonance of the four elements, there is nothing that cannot be let go.
What's a single Echoing Monument? It can be repaired anyway. But a genius capable of resonating with all four elements is one in all of history.
Professor Sylvie sighed:
Level 6.
"Level 6 isn't bad... Huh? Huh? Huh?"
A series of surprised exclamations followed, and everyone wondered if they had misheard.
For what seemed like the umpteenth time, pairs of eyes turned to Professor Sylvie.
Then I met those determined eyes again.
Everyone felt a slight chill run down their spines.
This is truly shocking and terrifying.
They were just as astonished as Professor Sylvie had been.
"I have promised this child that he can continue to participate in the follow-up tests, but whether or not to grant him admission needs to be discussed by everyone," Professor Sylvie said.
Several figures that emerged from the moonflower looked at each other, and then a murmur of discussion arose.
"Although this child's elemental resonance trait is extremely outstanding, there has never been a precedent for a sixth-level mental affinity for admission, breaking the Silver Academy's consistent rules."
"Bullshit! Rules are rules, but people are flexible. Are you really willing to refuse a Four Elements Resonance?"
"But if we lower this threshold today, what if other students with other special talents emerge in the future? Wouldn't we have to lower it to level five or level four again? They wouldn't even be able to get their diplomas, and it would only ruin the college's reputation."
Opinions differed, and everyone was extremely conflicted.
To be honest, it would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted by the resonance of the four elements.
However, as mentors at Silver Academy, they must consider things from the academy's perspective. Once a precedent is set, there may be endless exceptions and a continuous decline in standards in the future. At that time, even the top-tier academy with a thousand-year history will lose its value.
"How about we ask the principal?" the werewolf professor suggested.
"But the principal has been in charge of the academy for two hundred years. What kind of geniuses hasn't he seen? One word from him is worth more than three days and three nights of arguing."
Everyone had already agreed, and they all nodded in agreement, immediately using a secret method to send a message.
Shortly after, the principal's message came back.
It was a thin sheet of parchment that floated down from the void. There was not a single word on the paper, only a silver-white ring mark, ancient and profound, as if it contained the magical mysteries of an era. The professors felt their spiritual seas tremble just from the sight of it.
The eight mentors first bowed to the letter representing the principal, and then solemnly opened it.
"If they pass the subsequent assessment, they may be allowed to enroll as students with special talents."