Chapter 217: Mage Gap

Ira simply flipped through the materials, making the sound of parchment rubbing, and he realized that it is normal for the tower meeting to be held at shorter and shorter intervals... just like the records in the student files.

There are more and more new students...

...

The mages of the Pure White Tower, every thousand people are regarded as one class of students... and this process takes about 50 years, so the White Tower meeting is held every 50 years.

One thousand students in fifty years... even the data of one of only three mage towers in the world, which shows how precious a profession is in this world.

Mage is not more noble than other professions (although some mages think so), the noble is all professionals...

Or in other words, the deep-rooted [blood].

And now, in only thirty-eight years, there have been so many new students with mage talents... Even, in the files, it was found that the parents did not have Mana aptitude, but the child had Mana aptitude .

This is actually not uncommon. Maybe some of the child's ancestors once had mana aptitude, but according to the files... the parents and grandparents were all genuine civilians.

Although to be honest, the possibility of cheating is more likely.

If it really increases year by year, the number of civilians will only decrease, so what does it mean? Is the prosperity of the human kingdom rich and powerful? Or... a riot?

Ira thinks the latter is more likely...

For example, on average, the food produced by every ten civilians can support one full-time professional. Then when the number of professionals increases... Will professionals be willing to farm?

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible.

"..."

"It's a good thing I ran away."

Ira said to herself, and put the list of students this time back into the bookshelf. He has never felt so grateful for a moment that he left the empire quickly enough... because if he does not escape it is also fine.

He could completely stay in the empire, and then under the attack of the nobles like hounds who smelled blood, he would wipe away those baseless accusations one by one... But it was too troublesome, so he decided to slip away to the Silvermoon Grove.

The dissatisfaction did not appear on that day, it just exploded on that day.

Later, I found out that the Demon King's Collar is not bad... It's something that everyone knows, so assuming that it will really become a situation with a lot of professionals, will it have an impact on the Demon King's Collar?

At first thought, even if the little ghoul evolves into a demon lord at an accelerated rate, the farmer still has to farm for me, so it doesn't seem to have any effect, but...

If the world is in chaos, then even the Demon King will not be able to protect himself wisely, and maybe he will be involved in a new war...

But this gave birth to another interesting idea - if the whole world is full of professionals, then what level of existence is Yila who can arbitrarily absorb the mana of all professionals to fight?

It's just an idea, not worth too much consideration.

The most critical goal at present is to find a way to allow the little devil to irrigate the farmland easily... Although there are some suspicions of anti-aircraft guns hitting mosquitoes, this means that productivity can continue to be gradually liberated.

If imparting spells doesn't work... Is mana technology a route to try?

"Ira... cough cough cough... it's about time."

Ira was too preoccupied when she heard the voice from the door, she looked at the coughing instructor Chiara, and responded, "I understand... what is the specific process?"

Saying so, Yila walked out of the archives room and followed Chiara towards the hall. He listened to his mentor talking about the process of each meeting in the White Tower: "Ahem cough... first of all... no, you Probably don't need to listen to that much..."

Instructor Chiara counted the time as she said so, she looked at Ira and said, "In short, you will be the leader of the School of Warfare at the welcome ceremony of the White Tower Conference, and have an interview with the strongest freshmen of this class. Duel... Start lightly, click till the end."

"It stands to reason that this duel is used to crush the pride of the new students. You should have appeared as the strongest freshman in the last tower meeting, but you didn't come... this time you should be careful not to give the new students Students leave a psychological shadow."

Teacher Chiara told Ira so, and he could only smile helplessly.

In his previous duels, his strikes were indeed quite heavy.

Ira, who was thinking this way, watched the teacher Chiara who was walking in front push the door of the hall open. With the breaking of the sound insulation barrier, the noisy sound came out of the hall... and then disappeared with the door closed. .

The atmosphere at this time looks very lively...

The freshmen were very excited, but the area where the students from the previous class...that is, Ira's peers sat was very clean, and they were just talking to each other in a low voice.

The White Tower meeting when Ira was enrolled was also like this, all in all I miss it a bit.

"Next, it's the mage's challenge..."

The orc mage on the platform said so, she looked at Ila and Chiara mentor who had just arrived, she nodded thinking of them, and then continued: "I invite Ila Alcaras and Seve Leah Arroyo, duel."

Then, the atmosphere became more heated...

A part of the freshmen happily cheered [Sevilla], and then looked at the arrogant and confident girl who walked through the aisle... probably the Miss Standard Mage.

It may be arrogant, but there are more arrogant parts.

However, the mages who came to see the White Tower Conference in the last session or even the previous sessions did not have a simple conversation as before. They all looked at Ira standing at the door in unison.

Most of the new students are very young boys and girls of real age, so they don't know what [Ira Alcaras] symbolizes, or they heard it from their parents, but they didn't take it to heart.

They don't have a real understanding of "powerful". With their imagination, they may feel that they are strong enough if they can shoot fireballs that can destroy bungalows... Maybe they think that the so-called "Ira" is probably just It can be done to this extent.

At most, it can destroy stone houses, and if it is not good... at most, it can destroy stone fortresses with one blow.

This cognition is like [the emperor will plant the land with a golden hoe].

It's a naive and arrogant idea.

...

If the strength of the strongest freshmen is that they can destroy a bungalow with one blow, then even if Ira is not used as an example...even if it is the leader of the past, it can crush the bungalow into dust.

It is not a magnitude and grade at all.