bookandnovel Chapter 211 establishes three guidelines.
Chapter 211 establishes three guidelines.
Chapter 211 establishes three guidelines
The Mage Tower was originally built as part of a war.
It was only after the invasion of the six kingdoms in the Dark Regions that the system began to be gradually improved.
However, due to the retreat of the ether, many of the high-level spells replicated on the tower are now unusable.
Even so, it contains immense power.
Kane was immersed in the immense power emanating from the mage tower, feeling the spell models replicated on its surface.
The mage tower, which houses the School of Prophecy, is densely covered with spells from the Prophecy school, such as Detect Magic, Detect Chaos, Arcane Eye, Eagle Eye, Visual Link, Weakness Analysis, and so on.
In addition, it also contains a small number of energy-generating and protective spells.
Just as Kane was sensing the mage tower, Flint's voice came calmly: "The power of the mage tower is indeed great. Each time a spell is activated on the tower, it is equivalent to several mages of the same rank simultaneously consuming spell slots to cast a spell."
Therefore, even a second-tier spell can unleash power comparable to that of a third-tier mage.
"With the help of the Mage Tower, a third-tier mage can unleash power beyond their tier in a short period of time."
If all the mage towers of the eight major academies were used, they would be enough to resist the army of a nation. Therefore, the safety of the tower master is absolutely guaranteed within the mage tower.
"But there are still many things to be aware of —"
Kane closed his eyes, withdrawing his gaze from his perception of the mage tower and looking at Flint.
The latter continued, "First of all, the spellcasting range of the mage tower can only cover the entire royal city."
Wizard towers are typically unable to defend against attacks from a distance greater than their range.
Kane frowned and whispered, "A magic-powered giant cannon?"
He still remembered the time when he joined the Nord army to attack the Spiderblade family's city in the Dark Forest.
Under the power of the magic cannon, the city's defenses were quickly destroyed like rotten wood.
The Nord army first used magic cannons to blast through the defenses before launching their attack.
Flint gave a wry smile: "You're right. Although the mage tower has many abilities, the magic cannons produced by the Free City-State only have the most basic function:
"Draw upon the power of the etheric crystals to destroy and annihilate."
"Therefore, when faced with an attack from a magic cannon, the mage tower should either use its defensive spells to resist while simultaneously sending out a squad to attack and destroy the cannon, or change its spells to longer-range energy-generating spells beforehand. However, the latter approach would be a complete waste of resources."
After all, each mage tower cost tens of thousands of gold coins to build and was continuously modified over the years.
The diversity of the mage towers was originally intended to allow mages to better experience the ether and study spells within them.
Kane looked at Flint's wry smile and understood that he was worried that a possible war in the future would put the Mage Tower in danger.
He shook his head and said, "Dean Flint, please rest assured. Things won't get to that point."
In the original storyline, even when the demons of the abyss descended, they preferred to use large-scale blood sacrifices to spawn more demons, and then attack with a chaotic tactic of a demon horde.
The demons disdain using such sophisticated alchemical artifacts as the Magic Cannon, and they have more faith in their own power.
Therefore, even in turbulent times, when the last city of the Susas Elven Court—the Royal Court—fell.
They only managed to breach many mage towers with overwhelming numbers of demons; they never actually used magic cannons.
Flynn nodded, acknowledging Kane's statement, and continued, "Besides the magic cannon, another hidden danger comes from someone within the tower who might betray us."
As the newly appointed head of the branch, you can use the fixed spells on the astrological instrument to sense the location of everyone in the tower, and activate the spell traps on their respective tower floors when necessary.
Kane nodded and placed his hand on the astrological instrument as Flint had instructed.
Through the attachment spell of the instrument, he was indeed able to sense the presence of people on each floor of the tower.
At this moment, many people are gathered on the second floor, seemingly whispering among themselves.
Flint noticed this as well and smiled, "The mages in the division seem a little uneasy. Now, you can summon them."
Kane understood, and with a thought, his voice echoed throughout the tower: "I am Kane. Please meet on the third floor. I have something to say."
After saying that, Kane lowered his hand from the astrology instrument and prepared to go downstairs.
He looked at Flint, who, though smiling, had a resolute glint in his eyes.
Kane instantly understood that Flint believed his mission was complete and was worried that his continued presence would be inappropriate.
Kane bowed slightly to bid farewell to the academy's guide, then turned and walked down the stairs.
Flint smiled as he watched Kane's retreating figure, then sighed softly.
He turned his gaze toward the royal court outside the magic academy, his eyes gradually hardening.
The third floor, inside the spell training room of the Mage Tower.
A dozen or so red-robed mages gathered together, several of them surrounding a blonde female mage, eagerly asking, "Lenora, have you met this new headmaster? What kind of person is he?"
"Will he fire us? Many newly appointed deans do that."
"Wouldn't the mages from Nord be more...savage? I've seen the Dean's fighting style before."
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Surrounded by a group of uneasy mages was Lenora, Flint's direct student.
She gave a wry smile and stammered as she tried to explain, but couldn't quite articulate it.
Just then, footsteps sounded, and a calm voice came from the doorway: "I'm just like you, with two eyes and one nose."
Furthermore, I have no need to drive you away; please rest assured of that.
Kane's voice made everyone turn around immediately.
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Upon seeing Kane, dressed in the greyish-white robes that signified his status as a branch dean, they all felt a chill and bowed respectfully, leaving only Lenora standing at the front.
Kane looked at everyone's expressions and understood their concerns.
The Mage Tower provides a boost to mages studying spells within, but space within the tower is limited.
Therefore, many newly appointed deans often kick out the former students in order to place their cronies.
However, there is no need for Kane at the moment.
After all, even though the mages of the Prophecy Division are mostly academics with weaker combat abilities, they are still valuable spellcasters.
Lenora hesitated, then took two steps forward, bowed, and said, "Dean Kane, we're just—"
"I know," Kane said, raising his hand to stop her.
"There is no need to worry about the past. But if anyone violates the rules I set out afterward, then I'm sorry, they must be expelled from the Mage Tower, and even the Academy."
Upon hearing this stern declaration, everyone's eyes widened.
Kane continued, "First, betraying one's own race and abandoning the dignity of being human; second, abandoning meditation to advance one's rank and instead using inappropriate potions; third, engaging in actions that harm the interests of the Prophecy Division."
Apart from these three points, everything else remains the same.
Kane smiled slightly.
In fact, these three rules are precisely the ones he himself is most likely to "violate".
He can switch between human and drow forms and also uses panels and potions.
However, he made this point out of concern that these mages might be misled by demonic cults in order to enhance their power, and use things like "possession potions" to boost their aptitude and strength.
He still vividly remembers the stories of those mage apprentices at the Nameless Club of Nord.
Upon hearing these three points, everyone exchanged glances and breathed a sigh of relief.
These are all very serious crimes, and no one would normally commit them.
Seeing that everyone looked relaxed, Kane said to Lenora, "Lenora, you will be in charge of the daily affairs of the Squadron, but you must record all matters daily and report to me."
Lenora's eyes widened, and she asked instinctively, "Is this... okay? Wouldn't it be inappropriate?"
Kane smiled, neither confirming nor denying.
This may seem like a delegation of authority, but in reality, it allows him to extricate himself from the many trivial matters of the branch.
Arranging teaching duties, assigning tasks, attending meetings, and other miscellaneous tasks will inevitably slow down his rate of becoming stronger.
Instead of wasting time, it's better to improve your skill proficiency, level up as soon as possible, and prepare for advancing to the third tier.
"Alright," Kane said, looking around at everyone.
"From now on, Lenora's opinion is my opinion."
I won't interfere too much with your current positions, but if anyone is outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, please leave the academy.
He nodded to Lenora, then turned and left to attend his first Dean's meeting.
Looking at his retreating figure, the monks who had just thought he was quite easy to talk to dare not discuss it any further.
Leaving the mage tower, Kane, dressed in a greyish-white robe, walked through the academy toward the Great Hall.
Along the way, any red-robed mages or low-ranking apprentices who encountered him bowed and lowered their eyes, addressing him as "Dean".
Kane nodded in acknowledgment and responded to each of them.
As he walked outside the auditorium, he ran into an acquaintance—Logan Susas.
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She stood at the doorway, her face aloof, her gaze towards Kane complex.
The Nord spellcaster who had once imprisoned her in the dungeon, who later defeated and humiliated her several times in the arena, is now the head of an academy on par with her mentor.
Even if you are just an agent, once you advance to the third rank, you can officially take over.
Logan Susas suppressed his emotions, looked at Kane approaching, and knelt respectfully, saying, "Kane—Headmaster."
Kane looked at Logan, who had lowered his gaze, and nodded, saying, "Mage Logan Susas."
Upon hearing this address, Logan's heart sank slightly, a faint bitterness rising within him.
Kane chuckled and said, "Sorry, that title is too long. How about I just call you Logan, and you can still call me Kane?"
Upon hearing this and seeing Kane's ambiguous smile, Logan felt a slight unease, but quickly suppressed it.
She lowered her head and shook her head: "This is against the college's regulations."
"Aren't rules all made by people?" Kane smiled. "I'll go in first."
He walked into the auditorium through the door that Logan Susas had opened.
Outside the auditorium, Logan recalled the conversation from earlier, pursed his lips, and said nothing more.
Unlike the last time when the auditorium was packed, this time only the deans were present, including Kane.
Hammond, skeleton, spirit, Lux, night owl.
"Please have a seat, Dean Kane. By the way, this robe suits you very well."
Hammond, dressed in a dark red robe, smiled slightly and activated the Mage's Hand, moving a chair over.
Kane sat down and nodded in acknowledgment.
"Today is a routine meeting. I will first report on the current situation, and then ask if anyone has anything to add."
Hammond continued to preside, "Malcolm has hurriedly left the academy."
Rumor has it that he heard something, declined the invitations from the royal family and the council of nobles, and intends to leave the royal court.
However, Earl Luke Parker of the Noble Council remains at the academy, though he hasn't left recently.
"In addition, it is said that the two royal mages who are preparing to take over the Protection and Illusion divisions have appeared with Prince Grayson, but it seems that they have not yet come to the academy."
The skeleton snorted coldly: "That's normal. They sent an outsider to test them, but he was defeated and forced to surrender and flee by a second-tier mage."
They probably thought we had taken a strong stance and that coming back now would only be pointless.
Even if those two third-tier royal mages come, we still have six third-tier mages here, so we're not outnumbered.
At this point, everyone glanced at Kane.
Kane remained calm, but the others couldn't help but marvel.
Although Malcolm surrendered voluntarily, it was surprising enough that so many third-tier war spells had failed to seriously injure this second-tier acting dean.
Hammond tapped the table with his thin fingers: "In any case, leaving two third-tier deans' positions vacant indefinitely is not a solution. We must arrange things as soon as possible before the royal family and the council of nobles take action."
He looked at Lux, the head of the Conjuration Department, and asked, "Where are the other two third-tier mages we invited?"
Lux replied gracefully, "I should arrive at the academy in about three days."
Hammond nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Kane's slightly furrowed brow, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Kane shook his head: "I was just wondering, what if something unexpected happens?"
"An accident?" Everyone wondered.
Lux spoke up, "Dean Kane, the two mages I invited, while not as skilled in combat magic as Malcolm, are still third-tier. Unless several second-tier squads are mobilized to ambush them, they should have no problem protecting themselves."
Kane sighed inwardly. Logically, that was true, but the "possession ritual" was enough to quickly mass-produce second-tier demons.
Moreover, many mages are also very likely to be in danger if they are assassinated at close range.
He shook his head: "How about this, let's do a divination?"
"Fortune telling?"
Upon hearing this suggestion, everyone raised their eyebrows, but no one voiced any objection.
As the head of the School of Prophecy, it is perfectly reasonable for Kane to use divination to predict important matters of the academy.
"Now, please write down the relevant information from this period on paper. Also, Dean Lux, please write down the personal information and known details of the two third-tier mages you invited, and submit them to me as well," Kane said.
Although the group had some doubts, they still compiled the information as instructed and handed it over to Kane.
Kane organized the clues, briefly explained the principle of occupation, and then placed his hand on the dice he had taken out of the table.
"Will the two third-tier mages on their way to the academy be attacked by the royal court forces?"
The dice were rolled, and the result was 156—the divination failed.
Kane frowned slightly and spoke again: "Will the two third-tier mages who are heading to the academy arrive on time?"
The dice are rolled, and the result is 123—you have successfully claimed the spot. Based on the result, you cannot arrive as scheduled.
Everyone frowned upon seeing this result.
Kane frowned and continued throwing: "Are they still alive?"
The dice were rolled, and the result was 251, indicating a failed divination.
"Is anyone injured?"
The dice were rolled, and the result was 456—the divination was successful, but someone has already been injured.
Just as Kane was about to perform another divination, the door was pushed open with a "bang".
A red-robed mage bowed and strode in, hurrying towards Lux and handing her a letter.
Lux frowned as she took the divination, glanced at it, and her expression changed drastically. She looked at Kane and said in a deep voice, "There's no need for divination. They were attacked by an unknown force; one is dead and one is injured."