And Nikolai, upon knowing he was suddenly pulled out again to act as a shield, opened his mouth.
He wanted to say sothing.
But couldn't speak it out.
Alright.
Having a Title truly ans being able to do whatever one pleases.
It couldn't be helped, who made this guy just like this?
Moreover, if he went to speak himself, it would at least still be within his scope of control.
If this guy was allowed to speak, no one knew if so mishap would occur at that ti.
If there really were problems, at that ti the person going to wipe his ass might still be himself.
Since that's the case, then let's solve the problem from the root.
"But speaking of which, how exactly do those magic puppets execute these complex commands?"
"Even if they have commands, they shouldn't be able to achieve this extent, right?"
"Especially since these magic puppets look very small."
After the banter, Albert frowned and looked at those magic puppets below using swords, riding horses, and also using magic.
After all, a magic puppet this small simply couldn't possibly carry this many commands.
Yes.
The commands of magic puppets are quite complex.
A thousand years ago, when people wanted to produce a magic puppet that could move simply, they would basically make it large.
Large enough to have a sufficient area to engrave those commands.
That is to say, the more complex things a magic puppet could do, its volu would also be larger.
It was simply impossible to reach this level of being able to fight.
As an alchemist who had a certain amount of research into chanical Thaumaturgy, he was extrely clear that wanting to achieve this point had one and only one possibility.
That was rewriting the commands.
Not just a tiny bit.
But a comprehensive rewriting.
Or... remaking a new set of commands.
But no matter which one, it ant being as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Otherwise, Magic Commandology wouldn't have developed from its appearance until now, several hundred years' ti, to this state of being equal to having no developnt.
So.
These words he just asked were actually nothing more than nonsense.
Nonsense spoken after knowing 'what the other party might have done'.
After all, if the other party really could achieve this point, then it demonstrated that it was definitely achieved after the bonus from a Title.
That is to say, this was the other party's research result after combining it with a Title.
Wanting to obtain an alchemist's research result, unless the other party made it public.
Or taught it.
Otherwise, it was simply impossible to obtain.
And taking a ten thousand steps back, even if the other party was willing to teach, whether it was easy to learn was another problem entirely.
After all, things brought by a Title inherently possessed highly difficult learning characteristics.
"Knows botany, alchemy, symbology, Glyphology, chanics, pharmaceutics, Magic Commandology, chanical construction, materials science, and Golemology."
"Within this, there might also be Mana Conversion, enchanting, or even chanical design and these kinds of things."
"From one small magic puppet, one can see the profoundness of the other party's knowledge."
"But in the end it's an unorthodox path; so places still appear extrely immature."
Clap!
The muttering Albert clapped his hands, stood up, and looked at everyone with bright, piercing eyes.
"I want this black-robed little girl, who agrees, who opposes?"
His one sentence made the three people inside the VIP room all stare blankly for a mont.
"You... are wanting to accept the other party as a student?"
ra narrowed her eyes, looking at that abnormally excited student of hers.
One person knowing so many disciplines.
This kind of thing had only been seen on this student of hers.
After all, a person's ntal energy is limited.
Wanting to learn generally ant specializing in one field.
Or perhaps knowing a little bit of everything, but just unable to focus on a single field.
So the other party's genius was unquestionable.
At the sa ti, she could also understand why her student was so agitated and excited.
After all, for a long ti the other party had always been waiting for a person similar to himself.
Now she finally appeared; it would be weird if he wasn't agitated.
Of course.
In ra's view, whether it was the black-robed one or the white-robed one, both were people possessing talent.
Otherwise one wouldn't have conquered the biological difficult problem that the Aureolus Family hadn't conquered for a long ti.
And the other wouldn't have directly subverted Magic Commandology which had been inherited for several hundred years.
"Albert, although I can understand your mood, right now ntor ra and Mr. Philips are both here, you..."
"No, you don't understand!"
Nikolai wanted to persuade and conciliate sothing.
But was interrupted very crudely by Albert reaching out his hand.
Subsequently he passionately waved his hands just like giving a speech in a lecture hall.
"Such a charming and beautiful piece of jade like her should have a better learning environnt!"
"The Imperial Academy, whether it's the quality of teachers, the learning environnt, or the book collection, are all top-notch."
"Only that place can allow her to absorb the nutrients she wants as she pleases."
"Mr. Philips, Teacher ra, don't the two of you want to see what the other party truly growing up looks like?"
At the end of the speech.
Albert directly bent at the waist and stretched out his hand, pointing like a doorman at the miniature version of 'war' happening below.
Philips frowned.
Although he minded sowhat about Albert praising the black-robed girl so much while not praising his own family's girl.
But he had to admit that Albert was extrely correct in what he said.
In fact, when teaching Elisa a few days ago, he discovered just how wild the other party's unorthodox path was.
She could even refine her own body just by saying she would refine it because of sothing like 'using a Crucible and having to wash the pot is truly too troubleso'.
One could see what kind of disaster was brought about after 'ideas' and 'action power' both reached a certain level.
Since their own family's child was like this.
Then the other one absolutely wouldn't be much better either.
So.
Whether it was for everyone's good, or for the other party's good.
Going to the Imperial Academy to learn so academic-faction things.
Even if it was just simply learning what alchemical ethics are, it was absolutely better than leaving the two to grow savagely like this right now.
"Then, right now there is an extrely serious problem placed before us."
Looking at the Pink Infantry below that was using a chainsword to hack stitched monsters as if logging trees, Philips said in a deep voice.
"What problem?"
"How do we end this already aningless duel comparable to a war?"
Yes.
Whether it was wanting them to go to the Academy.
Or going to explain to the old Emperor why the two were now both 'affiliated' with the Imperial Academy.
They first needed to stop this duel below which had already lost its viewing value and anything else.
Uh...
Speaking of this problem.
No matter who it was, their face darkened.
It couldn't be helped.
The situation below right now belonged to being a sea of people.
Although he didn't know if the two parties involved had gotten red-eyed from fighting because of this.
But wanting to act as that diator amidst this kind of 'battle situation' very obviously required a certain amount of courage and strength.
Thus...
Albert, Nikolai, and Philips who brought up the question all cast their gazes towards ra.
Although ra's Title also wasn't a combat bonus.
But who told her to be the one with the highest martial power value in the entire room?
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