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Chapter 76 The Magister

Chapter 76 Magister

Wizard Tower.

In Romain Sagan's study.

Colin sat at the table, enjoying the breakfast brought by his senior sister with his teacher.

The study was already soaked with the smell of cigarette smoke. Tessa never liked to stay here for too long. After breakfast, she went downstairs to have dinner with Mrs. Mueller and the others.

"Teacher, what are you looking at?"

The two of them finished eating almost at the same time, then stretched out their hands to wipe their mouths and pushed their plates to the side, their movements in sync.

Romain Sagan held a letter in his hand, read it for a long time, and said:

"A letter from the Royal Magic Council of the Osik Empire. They hope to promote the great magician Condra Gus to the rank of magister."

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

"Yes." Roman sighed.

"Lord Hawthorne also told me his life's magic experience, in four words..."

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

"very tired."

"Yes."

"how do you feel?"

Colin wondered: "We have a hostile relationship with Osik, so they don't worry about the four magisters in Tulum deliberately vetoing it?"

Romain Sagan lit another pipe of tobacco, took a deep breath, and continued:

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

"Her Royal Highness the Princess is gentle, beautiful, and well-educated." Anyway, you don't have to pay for good words, so of course you should choose something nice to say at this time, not to mention that Veronica is indeed worthy of this comment.

"The weight of butter has been increased to 15 Tuckers, and the same weight of water has also been successfully achieved." Colin said.

Roman's expression softened and he said with a smile: "Although you are my disciple, you don't necessarily have to be outstanding in wind magic. Since you get two opportunities at the same time, you can definitely try to continue in the direction of water magic."

"Okay." Colin had already thought about equipping everyone in the mage tower with a sound player.

"No, go get one for Glenn."

Then he asked: "What about this Condra Guess..."

"Promoting to a magister is not much different from a great magician in other aspects, but in the end a process must be added - the new magister must be recognized by the existing magisters."

"Let's wait for the news to come from our own channels first." Roman put the letter aside and said: "If it is true, I have no reason to refuse... By the way, how is your magic experiment?"

Colin was stunned: "Why? Teacher."

"Then you decide to agree?"

"Is that the gift you gave His Majesty?"

From elementary level to advanced level, they are all determined by specific assessments, but at the level of the great magician, it is no longer possible to assess in the usual way.

"Of course there will be this problem. In fact, this problem has always existed. For example, the Principality of Fran wanted to produce a second magister, but it was collectively rejected by the seven magisters of Osik because at that time the two countries were fighting over the East China Sea.

Diplomatic intervention in the matter of a small island.”

"Furthermore, Magister is just an empty title. Whether or not it has it does not affect one's own strength.

As for the Magister, Colin always thought that he was an advanced version of the Great Magician.

"Yes, I have stored the sound of the entire concert so that Your Majesty can listen to it often and repeatedly." After Colin said this, he quickly continued to ask: "Teacher, do you want it?"

"He has been a great magician for thirty years. This time, it is said that he killed two high-level necromancers alone in the East China Sea before trying to attack the magician - without enough achievements, he cannot convince the public."

Roman sucked his pipe and nodded, blew out a smoke ring and said: "Although Boyce Hawthorne is not the oldest magister, there were still many people in his time who liked to mix the meditation methods of the classical magic period with each other.

, and the further you practice water magic, the stronger your perception becomes, and it is reasonable to be able to detect your special meditation method."

"When I saw the gramophone you invented, I thought you had a lot of knowledge about music." Roman said.

Colin thought for a moment and nodded slightly to express his understanding.

Roman smiled slightly: "Do you know how the Magister was born?"

"What's limiting me now is my mental power." Colin said helplessly.

"Speaking of the concert, you should have met Veronica," Roman said.

"teacher."

"On the contrary, if you are not strong enough and are forcibly promoted to a magister, sometimes you will harm others and yourself."

"Never!" Colin said firmly.

"Well, there are currently 26 living magisters in the entire continent, including me. If Kondra Gus wants to become a magister, he must pass a joint vote of 26 of us. Only if more than half of the people agree can this take effect.

It’s not a mandatory rule, it’s just an old tradition, but it has been followed so far.”

"Tessa screams tired every time, and she looks forward to it every time," Roman said.

Therefore, generally speaking, the great magician of each country is determined by internal voting within the magic association where he is located. The premise is that the person must already be a high-level magician and have made a major contribution recognized by everyone.

Colin lowered his voice slightly and said: "His Majesty the 'King of the Deep Sea' can actually tell that my mental power is biased toward the water system."

"Senior sister likes to wear beautiful clothes and is more interested in concerts." Colin smiled.

"Yes, teacher." Colin nodded.

"The progress is good." Roman nodded: "From solid to liquid, it is quite a breakthrough."

"But."

"But why should I write to you specially? To show off?" Colin was puzzled.

"And you?"

Before Colin could continue, Roman immediately interrupted: "Don't say it!"

Roman sighed: "Tradition may not be right, but it must have a reason for its existence. If it weren't for various restrictions, the continent would be full of magisters, and it would be meaningless.

"I don't know much about music." Colin quickly confessed honestly. He didn't want to continue to pretend in front of the teacher.

"By the way, was yesterday's celebration fun?" Roman asked, changing the subject.

"Isn't it the same as the great magician?"

"I have passed the age of learning from others. This kind of magical concept that is different from my own but similar in depth will only have a counterproductive effect on me. Although it will not necessarily hurt me, it will inevitably waste time. And after I heard it, I can't

Don’t think about it.”

Roman picked up the letter and said: "The same letter will also be sent to Boyce Hawthorne, Fabian Orlando, and all 26 magisters in the continent, and only 14 of them will be sent.

Only by replying to the letter can the promotion be considered successful, otherwise, the same vote cannot be initiated again within four years."

"Very few people know about this matter. I have never told you about it. After all, it doesn't have much to do with you."

"So, are you going to increase your meditation time?"

"Agree?"

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

"Um."

Colin responded subconsciously, and then came back to his senses, with a look of shock on his face and a distorted voice:

"ah!?"
Chapter completed!
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