Nostradamus, no surname, no family, the Northern Empire, the first genius mage who has no mysterious bloodline or family support, relying on his own struggles to achieve extreme intentions step by step, and is very likely to advance to the legendary genius.

He is proficient in any general spells and time and space spells, and even developed a lot of unique personal magic. More than 30 years ago, he led the Imperial Magisters' Legion to conduct group teleportation many times, raiding the Shaman Legion of the Orc Army, and won three consecutive victories, finalizing the victory on the battlefield.

Although Nostradamus has gradually stopped showing up and is hidden behind the scenes, he has many disciples, spread throughout the empire, from civilians to nobles, from elves to dwarves. As long as he is willing to learn, the white-haired old wizard is willing to help them embark on the path of magic.

And now, the old mage with such a glorious past is telling the warrior that he will build a mage academy in his territory.

As long as Joshua is not crazy, he will definitely not reject this suggestion.

"Of course I support this."

He replied without hesitation. After hearing the news of this account, Joshua felt much more happy: "Master, it is undoubtedly my honor to open an academy in my territory, but there is a question..."

When he said this, the warrior's voice became low. He asked in confusion: "Why choose my territory if you want to build a new mage academy? Although I am confident that Moldavia is a good place, but the empire is so big, there must be a better choice."

There is no doubt that building a mage academy is a good thing for anyone, so why is Nostradamus's voice hesitant? Joshua naturally would not express this doubt, but he was waiting for the old mage's answer.

“…There are many reasons.”

After a while of silence, Nostradamus's voice seemed a little distorted through the communication array, with a slight overlapping sound: "One of them is that for some unknown reason, the concentration of magic energy in the North is increasing. According to the speculation of the Royal Mage Association, it is probably because the chaotic aura leaked from the space-time gate was purified. Although the current magic energy increase is not obvious, the increase is very stable, which is very suitable for cultivating new mages."

This is indeed a reasonable reason. Joshua nodded. For the mage, the magic energy concentration can increase their ability to master magic and adapt to magic power before a certain threshold, but he has different opinions on the reasons for the increase in magic energy concentration.

It should be a sign of the arrival of the great demon tide. The space-time barrier in the north is relatively weak. Even if I have closed almost all the time and space gates, in comparison, it is more sensitive than other places in the Mycrov continent. Therefore, foreign magic energy penetrates time and space and comes to the north earlier.

Joshua thought so.

The old wizard is also explaining other reasons: "Secondly, it is to stay away from the dark tide in the imperial capital and stay away from the central area of ​​the empire. No matter what conspiracy is, it is difficult to harass your territory."

When he said this, Nostradamus' tone was a little tired. He smiled bitterly, and then slowly said: "Jothia, you are also a nobleman. You should understand that the conservative nobles have always been dissatisfied with the Royal Mage Academy's acceptance of civilian students. They believe that civilians can learn magic, but they will never allow these people to defile the magic holy land of the nobles. And I, the dean of the civilian origin, is their biggest thorn in their side."

"Although the new generation of nobles who have military merits like His Majesty the Emperor and your father do not agree with their opinions, there are almost seven of the ten nobles, and the two dukes are the most determined conservatives. Under their influence, I can no longer train students normally... And this is just the tip of the iceberg of the dark tide in the imperial capital, and there are more invisible conspiracies brewing in the secret. The political meaning of the Royal Academy is too strong. It is no longer a holy place to cultivate a new generation of mages."

Joshua listened to the old man telling the tide that was surging in the imperial capital. Since His Majesty the Emperor no longer paid attention to trivial matters other than war, the battle between the two dukes, the suppression of civilian channels by the nobles and the competition between the forces between the various princes began to become fierce.

These are problems that will inevitably arise in a country. For the sake of interests, or even simply to attack opponents, various factions will naturally do their best to hinder each other. The old mage is right. The problems encountered by the Royal Mage Academy in the capital are just the tip of the iceberg of disputes. With the advent of the great era, the struggles within the empire will become more and more intense.

But the warrior has always been too lazy to pay attention to such stupid things that waste life. He scoffed at any conspiracy. He could hear that Nostradamus had some later, so he continued to wait for the other party to explain further.

"I am going to open a war mage academy for civilian students in the Northland. They may not necessarily understand the mysteries contained in spells, but they must be masters who use spells. The topics studied by the Royal Mage Academy are too profound and have penetrated into the origin of the world. That is not a mystery that new mages can understand."

In the voice of the old mage, there was a pride of the Royal Mage Academy and a hint of helplessness: "Magic is a tool, and the pursuit of truth is a function, but other things are equally important. For civilians, the combat spell that can make them stand out is the most practical, and it is also what the empire needs most today."

In scientific research and military industry, Joshua nodded. He could understand the differences in this regard. Although the two complement each other, they could not be placed in the same place.

"War Mage Academy..."

Repeating this word, Joshua narrowed his eyes and thought for a while.

According to the old mage, the lord of Moldova, Verdanni is also his disciple. It is precisely for this reason that the Countess met Brandon and became a couple. The war spell used by Verdanni at the time also made Joshua remember Joshua deeply. The terrifying power of [Star Arc Broken] to destroy all monsters within thousands of meters in an instant is something that Joshua cannot do now. Although he can kill so many monsters, he will not be as exhausted as Verdanni, but his instant explosive power is far inferior to that of him.

"In the future, more war mages are indeed needed to deal with demons." Joshua nodded. He believed that this was not a problem, and on the other end of the communication array, Nostradamus's story was approaching the end.

"Actually, these problems are not the biggest reason... If I built the Mage Academy in your territory, then you will undoubtedly be targeted by conservatives."

Nostradamus's voice seemed very heavy: "You are the most powerful among the new generation of nobles I know, and they are also a warrior, and they have no connection with the magic circle. But for those mad dogs, this is not a reason to stop, so I hesitate."

There is nothing to hesitate about.

The warrior sneered: "Master, these are not problems. This is Moldavia, my territory of Joshua. No matter how surging the undercurrents there are in the imperial capital, it has nothing to do with me or my territory."

"And if someone is really stupid enough to come and test me."

As he said that, Joshua shook his head and smiled, "It just so happened that I have finished my body recuperation recently. It is also a good thing to be able to help me relieve my boredom."

Just as Joshua and Nostradamus discussed the opening of the wizards' academy step by step, in the west of the city, in the study of the cemetery church.

The silver-haired girl sat aside, staring blankly at a magic projection with blue hair and black wings controlling the magic power, and reprinting many complex magic technology materials in the storage crystal.

Firefly stared at the purple-blue crystalline metal body at No. 3, his eyes flashed, and he looked very envious.

What a beautiful color... Miss Shenji sighed in her heart. After watching it for so long, she couldn't help but want to touch this rune core that could be called a magnificent one.

No. 3, due to the willingness of the original body, he could not walk by himself. Usually, other maids helped push carts to carry them, but the cemetery church is not a place that ordinary people can go to, and Rin usually handles official duties in the lord's mansion, so today it is the ontology of the ontology of the artificial intelligence transported by Firefly. (To be continued.)
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