Of course, even though he had reached this point through his own strength, Anderson, the editor, still set aside the pride hidden deep within his heart when faced with this elder Moon Elf.
After all, standing before him was none other than Manchest Chaser, a renowned recipient of the first-class Silver Moon dal, the summation of sculpting spell theory, a lifeti honorary lecturer in nations that revered mage professions, and the Monarch of the sculpting field himself.
Even in the Supre Forest, ridiculed by outsiders as relying on archaeology for magic theory research and ho to a large number of mages, no one dared to completely overshadow the brilliance of this Magic Monarch.
And Anderson, although he had almost set foot into the Elf decision-making circle and was a high-level mage himself, was but a child in the realm of magic theory research compared to this Magic Monarch.
Though the "Truth of Magic" journal had a long-standing inception and held a respectable position in the Mage Academia, the Supre Forest had ultimately declined.
Without the forr glory of the Elf Empire that once covered nearly a third of the continent, the dedicated Elf editors within strove hard to preserve the influence of the "Truth of Magic" in Mage Academia.
According to tradition, Editor Anderson shouldn't have placed so much importance on this paper, since every year his departnt received a number of submissions akin to a small mountain.
Not every paper deserved to be published.
But, it just so happened that when Kael, in collaboration with the Tulip Chamber of Comrce and the Church of the God of Literature, moved the novel novellas from the Yibel Federation to external markets and expanded abroad, this matter had once caught the attention of Editor Anderson.
It was quite normal, not rely coincidental.
As a half-breed, Anderson's position in the Silver Moon Forest was sowhat awkward. Always feeling himself in jeopardy, Anderson paid more attention to various sources of information than the average Elf would.
So much so that when the Tulip Chamber of Comrce first introduced novel novellas to the Silver Moon Forest, he had seen the news at the ti and even privately observed these entities known as novel novellas.
To be fair, as an editor, Anderson could sense the addictive issues in this type of novel novels that few noticed initially.
But limited by his perspectives, Anderson only believed that this was a small trick by the Tulip Chamber of Comrce to boost the sales of their novel novellas.
No one would consider it a ans to help a deity split their divine authority.
After all, as long as the details behind it weren't exposed, it was difficult for anyone to link it to Dinel's matters.
Seeing that the Clan Leader of the Chaser family remained indifferent, Anderson did not give up, but continued to speak:
"I beg of you, Lord Manchest, the manuscripts we received this ti are very special, I once accidentally witnessed the actions of the paper's publisher.
You once presided over the follow-up developnt projects of the 'Heavenly Ladder Plan' from the remnants of the goblin empire; your contribution to this field is known throughout the Supre Forest.
So, the mont I saw this paper, I thought of you! Only you are worthy of trust, please take a look!"
"Anderson, your useless flattery is of no use to , you should know I've heard too much of that already," Manchest sighed and turned to leave.
Typically, Manchest Chaser wouldn't be so aggressive, but now, there was already a certain possibility of capturing research related to Ether particles.
Under normal circumstances, had Anderson presented a magic paper with a good concept, Manchest would have taken a good look even without Anderson's ntion.p>
But even the most interesting of papers shouldn't stop him from heading to the Ether laboratory now.
Currently, Manchest Chaser had no interest in reviewing any academic magic papers for Editor Anderson; he would rather attach twenty-four pairs of wings to himself and instantly fly to the institute.
"But Lord Manchest, don't you want to give our dear researchers a big enough gift? The Ether Particle Magic Center was originally built on the ruins of the bankrupt 'Heavenly Ladder Plan' and the research of goblins.
A topic related to divinity has now appeared before us, don't you feel even a bit intrigued?"
"Intrigued?"
Manchest's face showed a sarcastic smile:
"Anderson, don't be naive, each year over 200 papers claiming to be related to divinities are submitted to various institutes, hoping to siphon off so funds from the already scarce resources for their research.
Yet the majority of them are less useful than a piece of toilet paper, which at least can clean one's behind; whereas the paper recording their useless magic theories wastes our Magic Power when destroyed."
"I swear by the deity I revere, this magic paper I hold is absolutely not like those terrible toilet papers you've seen before."
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