Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 502 - 193: Hassaka Under the Desk, The Magic Monarch of the Supreme Forest (10K)_6

Editor-in-chief Anderson said earnestly,

"I even sense the tumult of the continent, the smell of gunpowder from the strife between the great churches in this paper...

My dear Lord Manchester, the Supreme Forest has been silent for far too long. I believe the core of this paper has a tiny chance to relight the darkness that looms over our people's heads, and now, the match to ignite this faint light is in your hands."

Manchester paused for a moment, turned his head to look into Anderson's determined eyes, and, in silence, cursed as he took the paper from his hand,

"Idiot, if the contents don't satisfy me, I will make sure you pay dearly for delaying my journey."

The Manchester Monarch was a qualified scholar, and more so, a being deeply in love with the kin of the Supreme Forest.

If there was one in ten million chance to change the current situation of the Supreme Forest being bled dry through his choice, Manchester never minded staining the future path of the Supreme Forest with his own flesh and blood.

Moreover, the sincere words of editor-in-chief Anderson had finally piqued the scholar's curiosity.

But just at the sight of the title, the Magic Monarch involuntarily furrowed his brow,

"The Enhancement of Divine Authority and the Mass Effect: Kickstarting Literature Divine Authority from Zero, studies on strengthening the gods' divine authority? Isn't that the very subject those mad zealots with brains addled by faith love to engage in?"

In those earlier years, when the church wielded the greatest power, a large number of spellcasters were believers themselves. Inevitably, a group of mages who were extremists in their belief in deities chose such subjects.

The goal wasn't really for research but a bid to catch the gods' attention through such sensational methods and become the chosen of the gods or even the Divine Favored.

And sure enough, back then, some sincere spellcasters did become the chosen, although they were very few.

However, in the past two hundred years, mages had become more rational about their future growth, and it had been a long time since Manchester had seen this type of subject.

Yet when he saw the name of the author of the magic paper, he subconsciously blinked.

Kael.D.Helois?

"That rising star of Magic Theory and Potion Master, the shameless brat Luxius's student? One of the candidates for the Duke of the Eigerlans Duchy within the Bell Federation?"

Just by the first identity, Manchester was inclined to continue reading.

A true Master forever maintains the heart of an apprentice. This young man must have his own unique skills to have reached the position he was in today.

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With this thought, Manchester suppressed the irritation in his heart and read on with patience.

Time passed slowly like this.

Manchester Monarch and editor-in-chief Anderson stood at the entrance of the War Ancient Tree, maintaining their initial reading posture, frowning and continuing to flip through the pages.

The breathing of the two men rose and fell at the entrance, and upon seeing the expression of the Manchester Monarch, a smile crept up to the corners of Anderson's mouth.

The more he read, the more Manchester Monarch's expression shifted unpredictably, until finally, he turned his head and walked directly towards the War Ancient Tree.

"Anderson, come in. I need to activate the Mage Tower; don't get caught in the crossfire."

"Of course." Anderson's smile could no longer be contained.

Soon, with streaks of light passing over the War Ancient Tree, the ancient tree with a long history in the Silver Moon Forest transformed into Manchester Monarch's Mage Tower.

After gaining the computing power of the Tower Spirit, Manchester began to send messages to other Magic Monarchs or high-ranking mages across the continent, using various international information transmission methods.

At the same time, he began to compare the church actions under the God of Literature Dinel detailed in the paper, using Astrology, long-term trace detection, future foresight, and even a little Wish Skill to check and verify some of the key contents.

During this time, some basic information from around the world also began to trickle to the Manchester Monarch, who, upon comparison, disconnected from the Tower Spirit, and staring at the relevant papers, not too prolific in number, lapsed into silence for a long time, eventually uttering a phrase in the ancient Elf Language unconsciously,

"What madness is this."

If his attitude at first when reviewing the magic paper was one of scrutiny and curiosity, now, as he set the paper down, his eyes retained only shock.

Just like the phrase in his native language he had blurted out, "What madness is this," he was now utterly convinced that Master Kael, with his unparalleled imagination and initiative, had personally crafted a miracle originating from the deity.

What nonsense about the Ether research project?

Right now, he just wanted to run straight to the Eigerlans Duchy at the first opportunity to have a personal chat with that youngster.

Seeing Manchester Monarch finally stop his computations, editor-in-chief Anderson leaned closer, asking in a low voice,

"Lord Manchester, from your perspective, on which page of this issue should this magic paper be placed?"

"That's a no-brainer. Flip it to the most crucial pages and make sure to write down my review on the front page of 'Truth of Magic,' 'Witness history, as mere mortals rend asunder divine authority.'

And for this issue of the paper... publish it ahead of time. Based on my calculations, at the latest in a week, that God of Literature will advance a step higher.

Are all the youths in the Bell Federation monsters? First that lunatic Luxius, and now another Kael has emerged. When I look back on the Supreme Forest, how long has it been since we've seen such bright prospects?"

Editor-in-chief Anderson was momentarily speechless at the old man's remark.

What could he say? Humans maintain a reasonably smart brain while still being so prolific. With such an accumulation of numbers, it could be said that in the lifetime of one elf, humans have completed the turnover of ten or even a hundred generations of their people.

Those who are more prolific than them are not as smart.

Those who are smarter than them are not as adaptable.

Those who are more adaptable than them lack their diversity.

Those who have more diversity than them don't grow as fast.

On closer inspection, aren't those beings somewhat hexagonal in nature?

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