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"Is that ’Secret Magic Society’ you spoke of really so miraculous?"
As the anxious crowd waited below, the ’Magic Creator’ Vittorio looked at Harrov with surprise and incomprehension and asked this question.
He had been busy optimizing an alchemy formation during this ti and hadn’t had much energy to pay attention to the affairs within Greenrill City, hearing about it only a few days ago through so masters of the Alchemy Association.
They had nothing but praise for Lynn from beyond the Mist Sea and for the mysterious Secret Magic Society, which piqued Vittorio’s imnse curiosity.
"Indeed, I’ve had so interactions with several legendary wizards from the Secret Magic Society, and their understanding of the universe, stars, and space-ti far surpasses yours and mine," Harrov paused, changed his tone, shook his head, and sighed. "No, or rather, it’s not even comparable.
Last ti, during a gathering of legendary wizards discussing the birth and demise of the universe, he could only describe his feeling as embarrassed, because he simply could not understand the terminologies used by the others.
The only concept he could confirm was that of cosmic redshift, but even so, Harrov could discern the logic of their theories was ticulous, and he even had a sense that the universe should indeed be as they described it.
Vittorio, however, found Harrov’s description a bit too mystical. He was hesitant to believe that a wizard organization from the Mist Sea could surpass the continually developed and refined magic teachings of Greenrill over the past three hundred years.
As the two casually chatted, the voices of debate within the Sky Realm grew louder—now, an hour and a half had passed since the award ceremony was scheduled to begin.
"What on earth is happening with Fayez?" Vittorio also felt it strange; logically, the granting of the Corona dal, such an important event, should not be sothing Fayez would miss.
"Perhaps he’s been delayed by so matters," Aurora said offhandedly.
Harrov hesitated for a mont, then decided not to wait any longer and to start the award ceremony; continuing to wait might necessitate a postponent.
According to the council’s regulations, aside from matters that could affect the survival of Greenrill like declaring war, completely opening Wizard Land, and increasing the number of council leaders, the rest of the important proposals only required the agreent of more than half of the council leaders and mbers, and no open objection from the council leaders.
Considering this, Harrov stood up, cleared his throat, and said, "Since Council Leader Fayez is unexpectedly occupied, let’s begin today’s proceedings now."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the previously noisy hall suddenly fell silent,
and everyone turned their gaze towards the stage.
"First is Mr. Belon, the vitality potion you developed can rapidly restore a wizard’s physical strength, and, with its simple ingredients, has great potential for widespread use. Following the symposium’s assessnt, I shall grant you a Morning Star dal as a token of comndation," Harrov looked at a male wizard sitting in the front row.
Belon stood up, visibly excited; his hands trembled continuously as he accepted the dal.
Usually, award ceremonies were hosted by leading mages like Rafael and others from the symposium, but this ti it was different, as the dals were bestowed personally by a legendary wizard, thanks to a certain soone’s influence!
Next, Harrov handed out Morning Star dals to several other wizards who had achieved remarkable feats.
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This was another path to glory beyond academic achievents, one that involved making outstanding contributions to the prosperity and developnt of Wizard Land, or carrying out so important tasks, like eradicating enemies.
August was also prominently listed.
Not until Harrov had given an appropriate appraisal of everyone’s rits did Lynn realize that these people had earned their dals predominantly for one thing.
Eliminating those spiritual energy wizards who were still at large and continuously causing trouble.
Years ago, although several great wizards dispatched by the council had successfully exterminated the evil mage school where rck was, there were still many troubles left behind.
This ti, August had resolved an important leader among the remaining spiritual energy wizards, the evil mage rck’s most valued lieutenant—Great Wizard Nu’er.
However, everyone present was well aware that these dal presentations were just appetizers, and sure enough, Harrov soon turned his gaze to Lynn.
"Lastly, we have Mr. Lynn! His proposed theories of planetary systems and gravity completely overturned the wizards’ previous understanding of the entire world, marking a highly innovative and significant academic contribution. By using several ingenious experints, he validated that these magic theories were not re whimsy, but as solid as ironclad facts!"
"His three major laws of stars and the universal gravitational formula will also beco essential reading for those studying force field magic..."
"In recognition of Mr. Lynn’s accomplishnts, the council has unanimously decided to award him the highest accolade in magical academia—the Corona dal!" Harrov announced loudly, his voice echoing throughout the Sky Realm, stirring up an exceptionally fervent atmosphere in the entire assembly.
Accompanying it was an applause like waves, with Philip and the others clapping vigorously, as though they wanted to make the waves even more ferocious.
Lynn stood up and walked towards the high platform, surrounded by envy, aspiration, and amazent in the eyes of the wizards around him.
A formal wizard from beyond the Mist Sea, with just a few scholarly works, had leaped to beco the most dazzling new star in all of Wizard Land in a matter of days, inspiring many young wizards to indulge in thoughts of magic research, determined to one day earn such an honor themselves.
Harrov solemnly took a box passed by a council mber, inside which lay a very special dal. It was deep gold in color and lustrous like a gemstone, made from materials so precious they could not be found in any known corner of this world.
The front of the dal featured the council’s emblem, and the back depicted the towering Corona Tower. Besides its exquisite appearance and the honor it carried, this was also a powerful alchemy artifact; it could be activated, either proactively or when life was threatened, to summon a one-ti sixth-circle protection technique—"Vittorio’s Barrier"!
However, it was a single-use item; once this magic was released, all the magic power inside would be exhausted, and it could then only be used as an ordinary dal of honor.
Inside the Morning Star and Silver Moon dals, protective spells of corresponding level were also imbued as a form of protection for those exceptionally talented in academic research or for those who had made remarkable contributions to the developnt of Wizard Land.
Just as Harrov was about to take the dal out, a hand stretched over and took the Corona dal first.
"I’ll do it!"
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