Standing in front of Rosetta Augustus is the president of the Royal Mage Society, the legendary wizard Windsor Mapel, and the magician Daniel, who has now become the president of the Imperial Arts and Creation Society.

They are the best scholars and technical talents in this empire, the most trusted consultant of the extraordinary and industrial fields of the royal family, and the right-hand man of Rosetta Augustus himself.

The news that the Courage departed from the Port of Mobius was not known in the empire. The ship was the crystallization of Tifon's most advanced technology, and its related news was naturally kept confidential, but those who could stand in this room would obviously not be subject to the confidentiality regulations. After hearing Rosetta's words, Windsor was the first to smile: "This is indeed good news."

Daniel asked curiously: "Is the Courage still on Tassos Island now?"

"I'm still on Tasos, but I'll return today," Rosetta said slowly, knowing what Daniel was curious about. "The news is that the Port of Mobius, sent back through magic, has the most powerful messaging tower on the East Coast, and on that ship... is equipped with a small messaging array that Ms. Windsor Mapel himself improved."

Daniel was stunned for a moment, then looked at Windsor Mapel with a calm expression, nodding with a cold expression as always: "Good result."

"Thank you for your compliment," Windsor said immediately, "just some transformations of traditional spells, not a breakthrough creation."

"But it is also a fruitful transformation," said Rosetta Augustus. "Facts have proved that the communication technology of the Eternal Sleeper is extremely useful. There is a long distance between Tassos and Port Mobius, and the old communication tower cannot complete such a long communication. However, the modified communication array is not very stable. It has been several days since the Courage successfully arrived at Tassos, but the communication has been disturbed by the maritime magic environment, and it has not been successfully sent back until today."

"This is the problem we will solve in the next stage," Windsor Mapel immediately said. "It's not long since we got the technology of the Sleeper. The improvement of the messaging spell has just begun. Many times, they just simply and roughly apply their ideas to our own communication technology, and there is still a lot of room for optimization. In the future, whether in terms of efficiency or cost, our communication technology will definitely have greater improvements."

Rosetta Augustus glanced at the legendary wizard and smiled: "I have always believed in your abilities, ma'am."

...

The corridor from Obsidian Palace to the Royal Library is long and takes hundreds of steps, and it has always been quiet.

Only a few people are qualified to walk here.

Daniel and Windsor Mapel walked on this long corridor, and only occasionally saw the royal guards standing guard on both sides. The footsteps of the two mages were very light, which made the empty corridor look even more deserted.

The first one to break the silence was Windsor Mapel. She turned her head slightly and looked at the former mentor walking beside her: "Teacher, I still remember when you first took me through this corridor. I had just broken through to the advanced level. You said that being able to go from this corridor to the Royal Library is a great honor for a mage..."

Daniel's expression didn't change much, he just responded calmly: "A few years after that, you will be qualified to be unobstructed in this area as a legendary wizard."

Windsor Mapel subconsciously spoke: "Teacher, I..."

"No, I didn't blame you," Daniel's footsteps paused slightly. He glanced at the former apprentice beside him, with only a calm look in his eyes. "I'm just saying that your talent is really good. This talent belongs to you, and we should all accept this fact."

Windsor looked at the tutor's calm gaze and suddenly felt a little calmer inexplicably.

She hasn't seen her mentor look so calm for many years.

What did the mentor look like in the past years? Resistance, boredom, frustration, anger, hysteria... Since he failed to break through the bottleneck of talent many years ago by trying to use some terrible methods, the once gentle and wise old man seemed to have become a person, getting farther and farther away from him, and in the end he even took the initiative to leave the Royal Mage Society and chose to live in seclusion in a place that was rarely visited. Many years later, the old man returned to the imperial capital, and his attitude towards himself was still cold and distanced. The barriers of many years were not melted. Windsor Mapel even felt that this rift would never be eliminated.

The once intimate master and apprentice became strangers.

However, His Majesty's series of plans have forced the two masters and apprentices who are strangers to come together again. Regardless of whether they want to or not, as the two most outstanding talents in this country, they must meet frequently here, work together, and communicate, argue and help each other due to contact between technology and knowledge.

"Actually, I'm very glad to have such an opportunity," Windsor Mapel smiled and said with emotion. "Your Majesty's mission has brought us all back on the 'right'. I think you have proved that what you wanted to prove many years ago is not only a kind of extraordinary power. Your talent in the field of magic technology is also 'legendary'."

In Windsor Mapel's opinion, Daniel's calmness now must be inseparable from the development of magic technology. This persistent old man proved himself in a new field. This "proof" is enough to untie his heart. As long as he untie the heart knot, the kind mentor will gradually come back.

Daniel just glanced at Windsor quietly.

A powerful legendary wizard with outstanding talent and a transcendent status, but this does not mean that she has any ability to understand people's hearts.

That's fine.

"No need to compliment me, you know I don't like compliments," Daniel shook his head and said lightly. "In fact, people with talent in the field of magic usually do not have less talent in the field of magic technology. Mathematics and magic are generally connected in many places. Your improvement in messaging spells proves your ability in this area. It is not something that ordinary people can do if they have to understand the technology of the Eternal Sleeper in a short period of time."

"Thank you for your praise," Windsor smiled, but then frowned and said seriously, "But I have encountered many difficulties... The Rune System of Eternal Sleeper is derived from divine arts, but there is an energy conflict between the transmission spell and divine arts. Now I try to use pure arcane magic to drive two sets of runes, which leads to the very low stability of the entire system, and it is easy to have countercurrents and meltdowns... I think the Cecils must have solved this obstacle in order to boldly apply the Rune of Eternal Sleeper to those "magic network terminals". Recently, I am looking for this key conversion structure from the samples of the Magic Network terminal..."

She talked seriously and meticulously about the problems she encountered when facing brand new knowledge, just like when she was an apprentice many years ago, she discussed difficult problems with her tutors, but soon she found that Daniel did not respond to her. The old man just stood quietly by and looked here with a strange and calm look, which made her unable to help but be confused: "Teacher?"

"I'm listening, but I don't have any good advice," Daniel shook his head slowly, his eyes still falling on Windsor Mapel. He was silent for two seconds before he sighed softly, "You are indeed very talented..."

"I'm glad you're willing to listen to me and talk to you about these questions. I know they're boring and not your job," Windsor smiled, then took a step back. "I'm going to take it first. Prince Hadillon and I have an appointment to meet in more than half an hour."

Daniel nodded simply: "Well, go."

Windsor Mapel left, and Daniel was the only one left in the long and empty corridor.

He looked at the direction where the former apprentice left and sighed softly in a voice that no one could detect.

"Windsor...Your talent is really great..."

Two seconds later, the old mage shook his head and continued to walk forward slowly with steady steps.

He was not jealous, nor had he ever hated any of his apprentices.

It was only at this moment that the ability shown by Windsor Mapel made him feel a little "danger".

However, in the end, he decided not to do anything.

This is not because of Windsor Mapel's legendary wizard identity. In fact, he knew that Windsor Mapel was completely unprepared for him, and with the help of his secret advantage, he could also destroy the Royal Mage Society's research projects without any frontal contact, or at least greatly hinder and delay their progress.

But there are many talented people in this world, and in the powerful Tifon, there are more than one person like "Windsor Mapel". There were many in the past and many in the future.

The master said that He did not mind the development of Tiphon, and He even enjoyed that other mortal kingdoms could flourish because He would guarantee that Cecil would always be the strongest of all kingdoms.

Under this premise, the master did not advocate that he hindered most of Tifeng's technological progress, because every technological progress, whether it is Tifeng or Cecil's, is the common wealth of mortals.

He once did not understand the great idea of ​​his master, but just mechanically executed the orders in this regard. However, after personally participating in the construction of the magic industry and seeing the changes of Tifon and Cecil with his own eyes, he felt that he could also vaguely understand the idea of ​​a "mortal community" like the master.

He let out a long sigh and smiled.

Windsor Mapel's talent is her own, and as her mentor... she should be happy.

...

Matilda Augustus sat on the small sofa next to the window, and the sun shone in through the window, illuminating the crystal ornaments and the "Cecil square" on the table.

She flipped the pages in her hand and stroked the hair that fell from her ears. At this time, footsteps came from not far away, and she raised her gaze from the book and looked towards the door.

The young Prince Hadilan was walking into the room.

"Hadilda," Matilda nodded, "Aren't you going to meet Ms. Windsor Mapel?"

"Half an hour later, sister," Hardill said casually, "what are you looking at?"

"The gift I just sent by transnational mail this morning," Matildayang raised the book that looked quite heavy in his hand, and pointed to the neatly tidy large books on the table not far away, lying in an exquisite wooden box. This was obviously a huge series of books. "The Basics of Everything, this incredible masterpiece has finally been completed. Emperor Cecil gave me a signature version as promised. I was reading its sociological volume, which felt very inspiring."

"The Cecilian's 'Museum Encyclopedia'?" The young Prince Hadilan muttered casually, sitting opposite Matilda and stretching out his hand to the bookcase. " Speaking of Cecil... do you think there are more and more things from Cecil recently? Their magazines, their newspapers, and their toys... When I was in the city, I saw a merchant's children playing with rune cubes. They shouted happily, "Cecil', and it seemed that having a Cecil' was a very proud thing among the children."

"It proves that their parents have sufficient financial strength and that they themselves have sufficient wisdom to figure out how the squares work," Matilda glanced at Hadilan, "Be careful to read the one in your hand I haven't opened it."

Hadillon immediately put the book "Agricultural Volume" back into the bookbox: "Then I'll stop reading it."

But Matilda's attention was already attracted by her younger brother. She looked at Hadilan's eyes and asked casually: "When it comes to gifts... you have been accepting the gifts I brought to you from Cecil for more than a month, and you have not made any comments yet."

"Oh my god," Hadilan's cousin suddenly became weird. He looked at Matilda with a frown. "Sometimes I really doubt whether you are trying to tease me... Can't you give me some real, normal gifts..."

"I think books are the most normal gifts, especially those with rich knowledge and inspirationality," Matilda immediately said seriously. "Hadilan, you have always been relaxed in your studies. This is why you have a legendary wizard like Ms. Windsor Mapel, who has taught himself, and still...

"Stop, stop, I've already advanced level last month, so your preaching in this regard is useless," Hardylan immediately raised his hand and shook his head. "And I admit that books are indeed a good gift, but don't you think it's a bit too much to add 187 sets of papers in the field of mathematics and machinery?"

Matilda looked at her brother quietly. After two seconds, she nodded seriously and said, "That is Cecil's specialty."
Chapter completed!