"Hey, are you going to buy it or not? Don't stand here and get in the way of my exchange." The stall owner saw Oliver fascinated by reading and studying the two books "Mathematical Principles of Magic Philosophy" and "Fundamentals of Calculus" in front of his booth, and shouted loudly to drive him away.
"Huh?" Oliver shivered all over, regained his senses from the feeling of being so beautiful as entering Heaven Mountain, and waved the two books vigorously, "Buy! I'll buy it! Which organization is their author?"
He couldn't wait to meet the magicians who could develop such wonderful mathematical systems and shocking theories, and express his excitement to them.
Although he could only skim through it roughly because of the basics, and did not even have time to study in depth at the beginning, this did not prevent him from feeling the beauty of pure mathematics and the shock brought by gravity beyond the times.
"His Excellency Douglas of the Magic Council, the author of "Fundamentals of Calculus", and the 'Silver Gray Lady' and Mr. Fernando of the Magic Council." When it comes to them, the stall owner's tone also shows obvious respect.
Oliver danced and took out a low-quality Pleiades, happily put away the books and other materials he chose, and said to himself: The Magic Council is all from the Magic Council, I want to join the Magic Council! 「
The vibration of a book of this level for a beginner is simply unmatched!
After just a few words, he raised his head and looked at the stall maker with bright eyes, which frightened the stall maker to take a few steps back, and said vaguely, "I, I don't sell inferior products."
"Can you tell me where to join the Magic Council?" Oliver asked excitedly.
The stall owner exhaled quietly and said angrily: "If I had known, I would have joined long ago!"
After saying that, he said earnestly: "For more than 20 years, the church has been oppressing us, and various organizations can only develop inactively, so how can it be so easy to join?"
"I believe I can definitely ask!" Oliver has made up his mind to join the Magic Council even if the female magicians of the Magic Council are very scarce!
So, he kept asking everyone in the market, even if he was disappointed and frustrated again and again, but it did not affect him in the slightest to continue asking, for which he paid a lot of money.
But his conspicuous behavior also made the "Soul Supreme" mage who was secretly observing the market roughly confirm that he was not a night watchman.
Finally, a magician with the "supreme soul" looked at the face of the "soul stone" and suggested to him: "Mr. Fernando of the Magic Council is a guest here, you go there and wait."
He pointed to the forest path outside the market.
"Mr. Fernando?" Oliver was excited again, and ran to the side of the road to wait.
According to the hidden magician, a special person was assigned to monitor him to make sure he would not leak this information.
After more than ten minutes, Oliver saw a short man in a bright red magic robe and a lich, a man with skin and bones walking over from the corner of the path.
"Although you are not very good, you can still barely read your "Human Structure and Circulation Theory"." Fernando said yawn, barely praising anyone.
Vicente had a cold face and said in a flat tone: "Although you are a pervert, you are indeed okay in calculus."
He went toe-to-toe.
Fernando curled his lips, suppressing the urge to roar with the desire to communicate with arcane - within the Magic Council, Vicente's theory was summarized in the arcane.
He also has good research on the structure of the human body, and has in-depth exchanges with Vicente and Congers.
Oliver stood not far ahead, listening to the three of them discussing theories that he didn't understand at all, and suddenly felt that he had just entered the magic gate, and there was a vast world waiting to be explored.
"One day, I will join them and discuss the mysteries of the world and the human body!" Oliver quietly clenched his fists and set his ideals.
At this point, Oliver was almost sure that the short red-robed mage was Mr. Fernando, so he waited nervously, and when the three approached him, he stepped over and saluted gracefully with standard magical etiquette: "Dear Mr. Fernando, I am a post-scholar who admires His Excellency Douglas and your profound knowledge, and I hope to join the Magic Council and listen to your guidance."
After saying that, he stood there anxiously, afraid of being rejected and afraid of missing this opportunity.
Fernando was stunned for a moment, and then said with a serious face: "Our Magic Council welcomes every magician to join, but one thing must be stated in advance that anyone who joins the council must accept the open discussion atmosphere of the council and accept the regulations that arcane is open to other magicians in the form of papers.
"Arcane?" Oliver asked a little dazed.
After explaining the definition of arcane, Fernando asked repeatedly: "Can you accept it?"
Oliver thought for a while, except for the spell model and some spellcasting techniques, he had no arcane theories worthy of caution and secrecy, so he nodded solemnly: "Mr. Fernando, I do."
Unexpectedly, joining the Magic Council was so easy, and Oliver was so excited that he felt a sense of unreality.
Fernando nodded slightly: "But before that, we need to be reviewed by us, after all, we can't let the night watchman sneak in."
"No problem." This sentence made Oliver's unreality disappear and he regained a sense of grounding.
Vicente listened to Fernando's conversation with Oliver and felt that there was nothing wrong with him, so he turned and left.
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Inside the Ice and Snow Cathedral.
Adrian looked at the information at hand and asked the seventh-level cardinal in charge of the court in front of him with an unhappy face: "Why don't you arrest a few nobles? They are suspected of colluding with magicians!"
The cardinal said respectfully but not fearfully: "Lord Adrian, they are just suspicious, we have no evidence, the Lord teaches us that we cannot suspect others casually."
"No evidence? What do you mean by no evidence!" Adrian had a calm face and threw a book in front of the cardinal, "Haven't you read this "Sorcerer's Hammer"?"
The cardinal glanced at the cover and said calmly: "Mad Dog has a lot of experience from a night watchman to a magistrate, and many of his ideas and practices are indeed suitable for places where magician activities are rampant, but Lord Adrian, this is the northern region, one of our original developments, with the purest faith, the nobles are trustworthy, and cannot be compared with the Holm region."
Adrian's eyes looked at the cardinal with anger, almost accusing him of harboring the Fallen and betraying the Lord, but thinking of other similar things he had seen in the northern provinces during this time, he suppressed his anger and nodded slightly: "No matter what, if there is any suspicion in the future, you will still have to ask more."
When the cardinal obeyed the order and retired, he narrowed his eyes with a heavy face, the northern province was a little wrong, and it must be investigated secretly.
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More than twenty years have passed, and the time has come to the end of the year 424 of the holy calendar.
Adrien looked at the thick stack of materials piled up in front of him, his face was still grim, the problems in the northern provinces were more serious than imagined, many clergy and nobles colluded, divided the property, depraved and enjoyed, forgetting that the magicians were not almost extinct, forgetting that the war in the Dark Mountains had only consolidated the marginal area, and they seemed to have a little different opinion on the doctrine!
And all of this was obviously dominated by the upper echelons, and all the clues pointed to several ninth-level cardinals in this diocese, who guarded the cathedrals like themselves.
In the past 20 years, Adrian has eliminated obstacles little by little, found clues, and finally completed a preliminary investigation recently and decided to uncover this shady scene.
According to the procedure, he first had to report to St. Felix, Cardinal of the diocese.
He never doubted Felix's loyalty, in fact so far no clergyman has betrayed the church, "excommunication" and the presence of the true God make this absolutely not happen, so he defines things here simply as indulging in enjoyment, not being pious enough, and a saint, a saint who is detached from basic desires, obviously does not fall into enjoyment and is not ungodly, otherwise the Lord would not have given him such great power.
Picking up the materials, Adrian went to the cathedral where Felix was through the teleportation array, waited for ten minutes, and was received by Felix.
"The problem is serious." Felix flipped through the materials and read them carefully for a while before making this judgment with a solemn face.
Adrian nodded in agreement: "Yes, Lord Saint Felix, it must be rectified in time."
Felix looked at the closed door and said to Adrian: "You make a plan first, and then we will discuss it."
"Yes, my lord." After Adrien saluted, he turned around and walked towards the door.
Just after taking a few steps, he suddenly felt a terrifying holy light descending, and then his whole mind became sluggish.
Before falling into eternal darkness, he turned his head with difficulty and vaguely saw that Lord St. Felix had just lowered his right hand, with a mocking smile on his lips.
On December 21, 424, Adrian, the bishop of the Ice Cathedral in the northern province of the Shahran Empire, was attacked by a magician who colluded with the devil and died, and the holy city of Reims was shaken.
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A place similar to a theater hall, half-surrounded by a central platform, was full.
「…… Therefore, I believe that earth, fire, and feng shui should not be equated with elements, but should be regarded as a force separately...... Oliver waved his arms and preached to the people below in high spirits.
(End of this chapter)