In the next ten days, Fisher finalized the final draft of the soul theory paper, and then did not publish it. Instead, he wrote a letter first. The content of the letter was also very brief, and he just copied the title of the paper.
, and then signed his name, and the recipient was Mr. Damian, the president of the Royal Academy.
Fisher believed he would be interested in the content and would immediately ask someone to contact him.
In the remaining time, Fisher finished writing another paper at home about the current status of Asian society in the Southern Continent. Fisher wrote this paper more casually, because Asian races are not the mainstream of current academic research.
No one paid attention to it on the Internet. If it hadn't been published by Fisher, it is estimated that the author would have been ridiculed by other scholars for "not doing his job properly" and "useless efforts".
After two or three days of writing the manuscript, Fisher submitted the paper to the New Society. The editor there didn't bother to review it after seeing Fisher's title, so he submitted it to a New Society scholar who specialized in handling Fisher's manuscripts.
, and asked him to arrange time to appear in "Journal of Nali", and the column was "Social Science Column".
Facts have proved that Fisher's guess was correct. On the third day after he sent the letter to Principal Damian, a courier from the Royal Academy came to the door and said that Principal Damian invited Fisher to the Royal Academy.
Let’s talk about the article in detail.
Fisher estimated that they received the letter the next day, but when they received the letter, they were probably in a manic period when they learned that Fisher was working at the University of Saint-Nali. Sending this letter at this time was like giving them a meal.
It's as uncomfortable as a fly. It doesn't matter if they invite Fisher, and it doesn't matter if they don't invite Fisher.
The Royal Academy has not produced decent research results for a long time. Although Fisher is worried about being overwhelmed by other scholars, they want this result more than Fisher, so inviting himself is expected.
Fisher put on the attire for going out, but ran into Martha downstairs who was just about to go out. She was on crutches, and for the first time, she even brought reading glasses. She put on her shoes and looked out the window.
"What's the matter, Martha?"
"I heard that someone was murdered in the direction of Cullen Street not far away. The police have cordoned off the area. I'm going to take a look."
Looking at her face that was excited because of curiosity, Fisher smiled helplessly,
"There's no need to travel so far for something like this."
"Nonsense, my crutches are sharper than young people's feet, and there is no butter at home. I have to go to the market to take a look."
Martha's toothless mouth opened because of Fisher's words. She waved her crutch to show that she was still a treasure, and then she pushed the door open with her hands behind her back, determinedly.
"Don't send me off. I walk this street more times than you go to the bathroom, and I know everyone around me. Maybe I can go to Liya's house to sit for a while. I heard about her
My daughter gave birth to a girl, her second child... Oh my god, you are 28 years old and you don’t have a child, no, you don’t even have a wife! How can this be done?”
She muttered as she walked to the other end of the street with a cane, waving her hand to Fisher without looking back, moving very quickly, and gradually walked further and further away.
Fisher, who was being talked about by her, could only watch her walk away, then shook his head helplessly and walked to the other end of the street. Now he had to take the tram. The situation when he went to Sainte-Neli College before was special, so he had to call her as a last resort.
Got a carriage.
If I go to work there in the future, with the high salary, I might be able to live a life where I can ride a carriage every day.
Compared with the suburban Saint-Germain University, the Royal College is located in the most prosperous area of the city. There is an endless stream of horse-drawn carriages at the entrance of the Royal College every day. Fisher, who came here, was familiar with the road and walked through the college on his own.
The huge arch in front leads to the interior of the Royal Academy.
"Are you going to the Pink Pavilion today?"
"I made an appointment with Professor Cardel, and he wants to go with me."
"The smell of the leaves is too great, I can't stand it..."
"Just try more."
"Hush, it's Fisher!"
Many researchers in black robes who knew Fisher greeted him, or walked away with some fear. Fisher just nodded in response. Occasionally, there was the sound of conversation, but when Fisher walked by
Those voices will be silenced.
Even if they thought behind the scenes that Fisher Benavidez was pretending to be noble, they still didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of that cold-faced gentleman. After all, even the principal had been insulted by this guy, so they shouldn't ask for trouble.
If you eat it, you can just mess around every day and your performance will be good.
"Mr. Fisher, Principal Damian is waiting for you in the office."
The principal of the Royal Academy has a separate courtyard where he lives. In front of the courtyard there is a huge griffon symbol, which symbolizes the national emblem of Saint-Nali and the huge force in the parliament, the Griffin Party.
The Royal College is the home of the Griffin Party. Most of the members of the Griffin Party graduated from this college. The annual alumni meeting is like an internal meeting of the Griffin Party, so Fisher never goes there.
Under the leadership of the servant, Fisher crossed the calm courtyard and saw an old man wearing a classical vest in the living room of the house. He was older than the Ken he had seen before, but his appearance was better than Ken's.
Enyao is much younger, and his strong chest muscles can be seen through his shirt.
This is Damian, the president of the Royal Academy and the patriarch of the Griffin Party. He is also the president of the Military Academy and Princess Elizabeth is his student.
The king had three sons and two princesses, so Elizabeth was also called the "eldest princess" and was in charge of royal military discipline.
"You went to teach at the University of Saint-Nali?"
Damian kept staring at the letter that Fisher sent him on the table. The title on the Theory of the Source of Magical Soul seemed very dazzling, but it made it difficult for him to look away for a long time.
"Many people are aware of the fact that the Griffin Party has blocked recruitment at the University of Saint-Nali, including His Majesty the King."
Fisher naturally took off his coat and hat and leaned his cane by the door. He sat in front of Damian and wanted to pour tea but found that the pot was empty and there was nothing.
They can indeed ignore the politeness aspect between them.
"Are you doing it for the royal family?"
"I do it for myself."
Damian was silent for a moment, and then shook his head. He knew this student very well, and naturally knew that he looked down on the Royal Academy where the Griffin Party was in power, so he didn't do much persuasion and only talked about this "deal".
"Where's your paper? I have to read it over."
Fisher handed over a copy of the thesis in a sheepskin bag. Damian took out the paper and put on a pair of glasses, frowning and reading carefully. For Fisher's thesis, he read and considered it word by word.
For a long time, the whole room fell into silence. Fisher took advantage of this time to go to the room to boil hot water and make tea.
The more he looked at Damian, the deeper his frown deepened. He reached out and called the slaves outside,
"Go and ask Hailsham to come over."
Hailsham is the dean of the Royal Academy's School of Magic and Fisher's personal teacher.
Fisher made tea for himself and Damian. Not long after, a short old man in black robe walked in. The old man had a beard all over his face, just like a wizard in a fairy tale.
He wore a twisted high hat, but his expression was kind, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be smiling all the time.
"Teacher Hailsham."
Fisher stood up and bowed slightly to the old man, but he waved his hand kindly and smiled at Fisher,
"Benavides, I haven't seen you for a long time. By the way, are you married? My granddaughter is also old enough to get married. She is 24 years old. She likes drama and..."
"Hailson..." Damian coughed and brought the topic back, "Fisher provided the theory that magic comes from the soul and gave the proof. There is no problem with the theory, but the method of proof requires you.
Help, come and take a look."
"Oh! It turns out it's for business. Oh my god, I've been busy dating her these past few days. Let me see."
Haytham patted his head and wore the ring with the magic light on his hand for nine times, making his image more and more like a wizard.
Hailsen took the manuscript, he read it very quickly, nodded quickly, and said to Damian,
"This method is theoretically feasible, I just want to give it a try."
Without putting down the manuscript paper, the two rings on his hand lit up, and dotted lines were engraved by him in mid-air. The ability to engrave magic without specific carriers and materials sounded magical, but this
It's actually the effect of the ring on Hailsham's hand.
One is the pointing magic with the ring head being [Air], and the other is the effect magic with the ring head being [Trace]. Using magic to engrave magic can have the same effect, but it is not as strong as the serious engraving effect.
A universal magic ring with [Soul] as its ring was quickly engraved, but Fisher suddenly thought of the terrifying existence staring at him in the void when he tried it before. He was a little afraid that Teacher Hailsham would also be affected by that thing.
An accident occurred due to being entangled. Although it felt like the thing's eyes were only focused on me, Mr. Hailsham is almost 100 years old this year, and it would be terrible if something happened.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
Fisher found an excuse to leave temporarily. The washing room was far away from the courtyard, so it should be foolproof. He stayed in the washing room for a long time, and when he saw that the time was almost up, he came back.
Damian's shouting was heard outside the house.
"Hyerson! Hailsham!"
No, is it really a prophecy?
Fisher hurriedly ran back into the house, only to see the old man Haytham in black robes lying peacefully on the ground, as if he had died on the spot. The face of Principal Damian next to him was almost white with fright, and his hands were
Prepare to perform CPR on him.
"what happened?"
"How do I know what's going on?! Haytham just released your magic and he fell down! There's something wrong with your proof!"
Fisher did not refute, and temporarily focused on rescuing the old man in front of him. As a result, before the two of them took action, Hailsen's body suddenly lit up with green lights one after another. Counting them carefully, the rings
There are actually thirteen rings in the number!
Thirteen-ring magic, [Resurrection].
The moment the halo lit up, Hailsham suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Oh my God! It's the soul! I feel the soul! Fisher, you are indeed a genius, I feel the soul!"
He sat up, and his sudden appearance of "pretending to be a corpse" frightened both Fisher and Damian, and they stepped back a little distance. After getting over his excitement, Hailsham looked at the two people who had stepped back a little distance and shouted.
, "Haven't you seen other people resurrected? What's all the fuss about!"
"..."
"...What just happened? Was there something wrong with Fisher's proof magic?"
"No, no, it's not that there's something wrong with his magic. I did feel that my soul and my magic circuit could leave my body! But I found that after leaving my body, there was a strong suction force outside.
Drag my soul away! Fortunately, I carved a resurrection magic on my necklace."
"Wait, the suction outside?"
Fisher recalled that when he tried, when his soul left the body, there would be a strong suction force inside the body. How come it was the opposite when it came to Teacher Hailsen?
Fisher looked at Hailsham's old face in front of him, and suddenly thought of something, it was Hailsham's age! The older he gets, the weaker the body's suction force on the soul!
He shared this view with Hailsham, who thought about it and said it made sense.
"Ha, the older you get, the weaker your body becomes... But there is nothing wrong with your proof method. As long as this pointing magic can be released, it can explain everything. However, there is a little problem with the description. I will help you correct it later.
"
Fisher smiled and nodded in agreement.
Hailsson helped revise the paper, and his name would definitely be on it when it was published, but Fisher was not worried at all that he was doing it just to get a piece of the pie. This must be Fisher's theory that attracted him
.
There was no other reason. The Hailsham standing in front of Fisher was no simple person.
He is the president of the Narli Magic Association, a lifelong member of the World Magic Association, and a "Great Magician" recognized by the royal family. He is the only one in the country to have this honor. He helped Miles create [Gravity] Magic decades ago.
He also helped him design the [universal coat of arms] that proves the ring head. He summarized half of the magic theories in the country and is known as the "Magician of the Century."
Don’t worry about the purpose of this kind of academic power. His appearance as the author of your paper will already be a benefit to you. Others will not even have the idea of refuting when they see it. Once published, he will be invincible.
This is the purpose of coming to the Royal Academy to find Damian. All it takes is Damian's nod in the end.
Damian breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the paper in his hand, looked at Fisher next to him with a faint smile, and suddenly said,
"You must sign it with the assistance of the Royal Institution before I can have Haytham sign it for you."
This is the beginning of the conditions. As mentioned before, Fisher's coming here is essentially to broker a "deal". Fisher needs a strong backer to help, and the Royal Academy also needs an academic result.
But there is something that can be negotiated. If it is signed by the Royal Academy, it will show that they have contributed a lot to this research. This is obviously trying to take advantage of Fisher, and he cannot agree.
Fisher shook his head and said,
"I can only attach: special thanks to the 'Royal Academy'."
"Yes, but you must also serve as the research instructor of the Royal Academy."
This is to tie Fisher into the research camp of the Royal Academy, so that he, the first author, is also the instructor of the Royal Academy, and the Royal Academy can still gain some reputation.
"No, I can only do it in name at most. I don't have time to deal with those researchers who are flying around."
"...."
After saying these words, Damian seemed to fall silent, as if he had been refuted and had nothing to say. After waiting for a long time, he nodded with difficulty to express his agreement.
This was beyond Fisher's expectation. He thought Damian would bargain many times and would not agree to his offer so easily.
Damian looked at Fisher with deep eyes and shook his head,
"In addition to your name, I also want you to give a speech at the opening ceremony of the fall semester."
"speech?"
This was something Fisher had not expected at all. The speech was of no use in improving the reputation of the Royal Academy and was tantamount to an "invalid offer".
Just when Fisher was confused, Damian sighed,
"Researchers' laziness is not just a day or two. It is a problem developed over several years, more than ten years or even decades. I have tried many methods, such as paper performance, attendance system and rewards...but nothing has happened.
There are ways to improve this situation. After all, the institute is still the highest academic palace in Nali. Even if the Griffin Party’s original intention of founding it was not to see it deteriorate into what it is today.”
"Instead of doing this, why don't you perform the scolding at the graduation ceremony again? I no longer want to maintain a miserable face for those maggots."
As soon as these words came out, Fisher was slightly stunned. He looked at the old man in front of him and was speechless for a long time. Hailsham next to him kept smiling, as if he was not surprised at all by Damian's words.
After a long silence, Fisher finally nodded,
"I understand, just as you said, the acknowledgments at the end of the paper, the name of the research instructor of the Royal Academy plus an opening speech, and I want Mr. Hailsson's signature."
"make a deal."
Damian nodded and stretched out his hand to Fisher,
“A pleasure to work with.”
Fisher shook hands with Damian, drank the last cup of tea in the cup, then picked up the coat and hat next to him, said hello to the smiling Hailsham and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he
He looked at Damian as if he was remembering something,
"By the way, do I need to review the speech for you then?"
Damian's face turned dark, he opened his mouth and said with a bad face,
"No need, just say whatever you want."
Fisher laughed, put the hat on his head, and left Damian's mansion.
Only the smiling Haytham and Damian, who had just started drinking the tea poured by Fisher, were left in the room. After a few seconds, Haytham spoke with a sigh,
"To be honest, I think he and my granddaughter are a perfect match. It can even be said that they are a match made in heaven."
"If you are talking about your 200-pound granddaughter, please shut up."
"She is very kind and cute. I always remember the way she followed me around when I was little!"
"Yeah, that's why you kept feeding her delicious food, causing her to get fat!"
"...Oh my God, you are so vicious Damian, I will draw a circle and curse you!"