"Hey, do you want to buy it or not? Don't stand here and hinder my exchange." The stall owner saw Oliver reading and studying "Mathematical Principles of Magical Philosophy" and "Basic Calculus" in front of his stall.
Two books, expelled in a loud voice angrily.
"Ah?" Oliver trembled all over. He came back to his senses from the feeling that it was as beautiful as entering Paradise Mountain, and waved the two books vigorously, "Buy! I buy! Which organization is their author from?"
He couldn't wait to meet the magicians who could develop such wonderful mathematical systems and shocking theories, and express his inner excitement to them.
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Although because of the basics, he could only briefly read it and did not even have time to study it in depth at the beginning, but this did not prevent him from feeling the shock of the times brought by the beauty of pure mathematics and gravity.
"Mr. Douglas of the Magic Council, the author of "Fundamentals of Calculus" and the 'Silver Gray Lady' and Mr. Fernando of the Magic Council." When mentioning them, the stall owner also showed obvious respect in his tone.
Oliver danced and took out a low-quality Heilan Stone, happily put away the books and other selected materials, and said to himself: The Magic Council, they all belong to the Magic Council, I am going to join the Magic Council! "
The shock of a book of this level to a beginner is simply unparalleled!
After chatting for a few words, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the stall owner with bright eyes. The stall operator was so frightened that he took a few steps back and said vaguely, "I, I didn't sell anything."
Poor quality product.”
"Can you tell me where to join the Magic Council?" Oliver asked excitedly.
The stall owner breathed out quietly and said angrily: "If I knew, I would have joined in!"
After finishing speaking, he said earnestly and sincerely: "For more than 20 years, the church has continued to oppress us. Various organizations can only develop latently. How can it be so easy to join?"
"I'm sure you can ask!" Oliver has made up his mind, even if there are very few female magicians in the Magic Council, he will join them!
So, he kept asking everyone in the market, even if he was disappointed and frustrated again and again. But it did not affect him to continue asking. For this, he paid a lot of treasures.
But his conspicuous behavior also allowed the "Soul Supreme" mage who secretly observed the market to roughly confirm that he was not a night watchman.
Finally, a "soul supreme" magician looked at the "soul stone" and gave him a hint: "Mr. Fernando of the Magic Council is here as a guest. Go there and wait."
He pointed to the forest path outside the market.
"Mr. Fernando?" Oliver was excited again. He quickly ran to the side of the path and waited.
According to the hidden magician, a person was specially assigned to monitor him to make sure that he would not leak this information.
After more than ten minutes, Oliver saw a short man wearing a bright red magic robe and a lich. A skinny man came from the corner of the road.
"Although you are not a very good person, you can still barely read your "Human Structure and Circulation Theory"." Fernando said in a hesitant manner, hardly praising anyone.
Vicente had a cold face and said calmly: "Although you are a pervert, you are indeed pretty good at calculus."
He was tit for tat.
Fernando curled his lips, suppressing the urge to roar with the desire to communicate with arcane magic - within the Magic Council, Vicente's theory was summarized in arcane magic.
He also has good research on human structure, and has in-depth exchanges with Vicente and Kangers.
Oliver stood not far in front, listening to the three people discussing theories that he didn't understand at all. He suddenly felt like he had just entered the magic gate and there was a vast world waiting to be explored.
"One day, I will join them to discuss the mysteries of the world and the human body!" Oliver quietly clenched his fists and set his ideal.
At this time, Oliver was almost certain that the short red-robed mage was Mr. Fernando, so he waited nervously and excitedly. When the three of them approached him, he stepped over and saluted gracefully using standard magic etiquette:
"Dear Mr. Fernando, I am a late scholar who admires Lord Douglas and your profound knowledge. I hope to join the Magic Council and listen to your guidance."
After saying that, he stood frozen in place uneasily, afraid of being rejected and afraid of missing this opportunity.
After being stunned for a moment, Fernando said with a serious face: "Our Magic Council welcomes every magician to join, but one thing must be explained in advance. Anyone who joins the council must accept the open discussion atmosphere of the council and accept arcane arts as a thesis.
The form is stipulated to be open to other magicians, and the author of the treatise will, of course, receive commensurate remuneration from the Council and from each reader."
"Arcane?" Oliver asked a little confused.
After Fernando explained the definition of arcana, he repeatedly asked: "Can you accept it?"
Oliver thought for a moment, and found that except for spell models and some spell-casting techniques, he had no arcane theory that he could keep secret, so he solemnly nodded: "Mr. Fernando, I am willing."
He didn't expect it to be so easy to join the Magic Council. Oliver was so happy and excited that he felt unreal.
Fernando nodded lightly: "But before that, you need to accept our review. After all, we can't let the night watchman sneak in."
"No problem." These words made Oliver's sense of unreality disappear and he found his sense of down-to-earth again.
Vicente listened to the conversation between Fernando and Oliver and felt that he had nothing to do, so he turned and left.
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Inside the Ice Cathedral.
Adrian looked at the information at hand and asked the seventh-level cardinal in charge of the tribunal in front of him without hesitation: "Why don't you arrest a few nobles? They are suspected of colluding with magicians!"
The cardinal said with respect but without fear: "Sir Adrian, they are just suspicious. We don't have any evidence. The Lord teaches us not to doubt others casually."
"No evidence? What do you mean no evidence!" Adrian said with a heavy face, throwing a book in front of the cardinal, "Haven't you read this book "The Magician's Hammer"?"
The cardinal glanced at the cover and said calmly: "Mad Dog does have rich experience from becoming a night watchman to a magistrate. Many of his ideas and practices are indeed suitable for places where magicians are rampant. But Lord Adrian,
This is the northern region, one of the places where we first developed, and it has the purest faith. The nobles are trustworthy and cannot be compared with the Holm region."
Adrian looked at the cardinal with anger in his eyes, almost accusing him of harboring the fallen and betraying the Lord, but after thinking of other similar things he had seen in the Northern Province during this period, he suppressed his anger.
, nodded slightly: "No matter what, if you have any suspicion in the future, you should still ask more questions."
When the cardinal obeyed the order and resigned, he narrowed his eyes with a heavy expression. There was something wrong with the Northern Province and it was necessary to investigate it secretly.
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More than twenty years have passed, and time has come to the end of the year 424 in the sacred calendar.
Adrian looked at the thick pile of materials piled up in front of him, his face still grim. The problems in the northern province were more serious than imagined. Many clergy and nobles colluded to divide the property and indulge in depraved enjoyment. They forgot that the magicians had not yet
Nearly extinct, forgetting that the war in the Dark Mountains only solidified the fringes, and they seemed to have some differences in doctrine!
And all of this is obviously led by upper-level figures, and all clues point to several ninth-level cardinals in this diocese, important figures who guard the cathedrals like himself.
Over the past twenty years, Adrian has gradually eliminated obstacles and found clues. He finally completed the preliminary investigation recently and decided to uncover this secret.
According to the procedure, he first had to report to St. Felix, the Cardinal of this diocese.
He has never doubted Felix's loyalty. In fact, so far, no clergy has betrayed the church. "Excommunication" and the existence of the true God make this kind of thing never happen, so he will here
The thing is simply defined as indulgence in enjoyment and not enough piety, and a saint, a saint separated from basic desires, obviously will not fall into enjoyment and will not be ungodly, otherwise the Lord would not give him such great power.
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After picking up the materials, Adrian went to the cathedral where Felix was staying through the teleportation array. After waiting for ten minutes, he was received by Felix.
"The problem is very serious." Felix flipped through the materials and read them carefully for a while before making this judgment with a solemn expression.
Adrian nodded in agreement: "Yes, Lord Saint Felix, this must be rectified in time."
Felix looked at the closed door and said to Adrian: "You make a plan first, and we'll discuss it later."
"Yes, sir." After Adrien saluted, he turned and walked towards the door.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly felt the terrifying holy light coming, and then his whole mind became sluggish.
Before falling into eternal darkness, he turned his head with difficulty and vaguely saw Lord Saint Felix just putting down his right hand, with a mocking smile on his lips.
On December 21, 424, Bishop Adrian of the Snow Cathedral in the northern province of the Shahran Empire was attacked by a magician who colluded with the devil. Unfortunately, he died, and the holy city of Reims was shocked.
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In a place similar to a theater hall, half of the seats surrounding the central high platform were packed.
"...So, I think that earth, fire, geomantic omen, and water cannot be equated with elements, but they should be regarded as a kind of force..." Oliver waved his arms and preached to the people below with high spirits. (To be continued.