Broad World

Hearing his explanation, Henry immediately remembered that Silvermoon City was protected by a huge magic shield. These enchantments are all based on a mythical lock. This kind of device has become extremely rare in Faerun. Only the elf masters who use the island of Eternal Gathering have mastered this advanced technology. Thinking of this, he couldn't help being a little envious. As long as this enchantment is still in operation, no one would dare to make an idea here.

"Don't care about the enchantment anymore, I will introduce you to the basic situation of the Ladies' College now." As he spoke, Elastra began to tell Henry about the history of the Ladies' College.

In DR821, Amara and Links established a special magic academy in Silvermoon City with the help of Alastriol. It was the first open school for mages in the city to enroll students instead of apprentices. In exchange for sufficient knowledge, they need to take on the responsibility of defending the city during this period.

The trainees exchange the teacher's guidance by providing certain service work to the city. They strive to impart the full art of magic, which also includes the lore and history of poets. The teachers owned by the college are not necessarily graduates of the school, so it also attracts a large number of outsiders. Through this brand-new education model, the academy has become the focus of contempt or admiration, but everyone knows that the students who graduate from the academy are not just mages, they are also knowledgeable scholars.

While listening carefully, Henry compared it with ordinary magic education. We all know that learning magic is a very dangerous thing. Even under the guidance of a careful archmage, one-third of the ten apprentices will die due to various accidents before becoming a first-level mage. Not to mention those red-robed mages like Searle. The mortality rate of their apprentices is frighteningly high. One in twenty will survive to graduate. That's enough to be happy about.

by contrast. The Ladies' College approach is far superior. It not only recruits ordinary low-level apprentices, but also welcomes formal mages to come to study. With the support of Elastra, the legendary mage and goddess of magic, a large amount of spell materials and various knowledge have filled the academy's library. Countless people yearning for magic slowly gather here, and after hundreds of years, it has developed into the most famous holy place for spellcasters in the north.

Henry summed up the advantages and disadvantages of the two types of education and found that traditional education is more like professors and postgraduates on the earth. There is no rhetoric and long speeches, but only through practice and self-study. Ladies' colleges are more like technical schools with open surnames. As long as they pay a certain price, anyone can come here to learn knowledge. It can be said that the two methods have their own advantages and disadvantages. The former is suitable for cultivating elites, while the latter is more convenient for the popularization of knowledge.

Just when he was thinking about how to balance the two systems in his territory, he arrived at his destination. Elastra took Henry out of the carriage and began to visit this famous school with a history of more than 500 years. The first thing they saw was the podium of the Ladies Theatre, home of the School of Defense.

Then along the passage in the college, pass the rooster and hound hall of the Conjuration College, the Balance Tower of the Divination College, and the large garden of the Enchanting College. The Evocation Hall of the School of Evocation, and the circular flickering hall of the School of Illusion. The Hall of the Dead of the Necronomicon Academy, the Hatuk Hall of the Changing Academy, and the Fokruken of the Poet Academy, and finally stopped in front of the students' dormitory and cafeteria.

Alaszhuo pointed to the dormitory building behind him. "Finally, with all the components that are here, the establishment of this academy is the best thing I've ever done in my life."

Henry thought back on the places he had walked, and couldn't help but sigh, it really deserves to be a school that was slowly built over hundreds of years. The deans of several departments I met just now have spellcasting levels above the twelfth level. With so many high-level mages gathered, it's no wonder that so many people want to learn magic here.

"Indeed, this place not only cultivates many talents, but also expands the influence of Silvermoon City."

Elastra nodded with a smile. "That's right, more than half of the mages in the entire alliance have gone out from here, and they have spread the idea of ​​Silvermoon City to all directions."

Ten looked at the time and interrupted the conversation between the two. "Sorry to interrupt you, but at the current speed, it will be almost dark after visiting the next place."

"Since I have already visited the Ladies' Academy, I don't need to go to other places. Take me directly to Master Witt's magic school. I want to try to recruit them." After speaking, Henry looked at Elastra, hoping to get an affirmative answer.

Alaszhuo glanced at Tun and shook his head. "You go, I don't get along with that old stubborn, he always satirizes my school, thinking that there will never be a real mage trained there."

"Master Werther is a relatively old-fashioned person. He has been opposing the emerging education system since he came to Silvermoon City. In order to let everyone see the advantages of traditional teaching, he opened a magic school himself, but because his attitude was too strict, many young people gave up after a long time." Seeing Henry's puzzled expression, he explained to him.

"Since you are against it, why don't you leave? No matter where he goes, a grand master like him will be welcomed by people?"

Alastriol laughed when he heard Henry's words. "Because we both made a bet. If his school closes down within thirty years, then we'll do a passionate dance in front of everyone. If it doesn't close down, I'll have to copy his set."

Ten shook his head with a dumbfounding expression on his face. "Count, let's start now. Master Witt's school is relatively remote, and it may take a while." He opened the car door for Henry while speaking. Alaszhuo waved his hands at the two of them, opened a portal and got in.

On the way, Henry and Tenn inquired about Werther's details. This fourteenth-level conjurer is sixty-five years old this year, and he came to Silvermoon City to settle down about fifteen years ago. His personality is old-fashioned and withdrawn, except for buying necessary daily necessities and spell-casting materials, he hardly contacts any outsiders. Sitting in the carriage, Henry kept his head down, thinking about how to persuade the mage to move the school to his territory.

Tenn saw Henry's thoughts at a glance. "Count, I advise you to give up. If Werther leaves Silvermoon City, it is tantamount to admitting defeat to Alustri. He must perform a dance in front of everyone. Do you think a stubborn old mage will accept such a result?"

Henry glanced at the scenery outside the window and sighed. "Always try, otherwise how will you know if it will work. Maybe he will be attracted by the conditions I offer."

Seeing that he paid attention to the already determined Tun, he didn't want to dissuade him. "Then I wish you good luck, and remember for a while that you must not mention that you are a guest of Alustriol, otherwise he will not even give you a chance to speak."

With fewer pedestrians on both sides of the road, they soon came to a corner on the west side of the city. Except for a tall stone castle, there are some small shacks here. Many half-humans were walking around, and they looked at this cart that could run without a horse with curious eyes.

Tern parked the magic carriage in front of the castle gate, opened the door and led Henry out. He stood at the door and said loudly to the monster on the door: "Werther! I brought a person here. He is very interested in this school and wants to talk to you."

After a while, a gray-haired old man opened the door. He glanced at Tenn expressionlessly and asked, "Why are you? Forget it, I have nothing to talk to the people around Ailastriol." He was about to turn around and go back to the castle.

"Wait!" Henry yelled, and hurried to the front to stop him. "Hi, I'm the lord from the Angome Islands. I'm taking the liberty to invite you to build a magic school in my territory."

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard his words, and then dimmed again. He shook his head stubbornly. "Thank you for your kindness, but I still want to stay here until the outcome is decided with Alaszhuo." After finishing speaking, he gave Ten a look.

Seeing his determined gaze, Henry sighed. "Then can you recommend some teachers with teaching and management experience, the colleges in my territory really need talents in this area."

A little smile appeared on Werther's face. He took out a piece of parchment and began to write on it. After a while, he wrote down the names and addresses of more than a dozen people. "These are people who have served in other magic schools. They have a lot of experience and should be able to meet your requirements."

"Thank you very much. If you want to leave Silvermoon City anytime, you are always welcome in my territory." Henry said as he took the note. The old man waved his hands to the two, turned around and walked into the castle and closed the gate.

Tenn said to Henry in a half-joking tone: "Count, it seems that your harvest today is not bad. I bet that half of the people on that note have opened magic schools alone."

"Can you take me to find these places, I'm not very familiar with the streets and alleys here." Henry said and handed over the note.

Ten glanced at the address above. "Fortunately, they don't live too far away. Get in the car and try to walk all these places before dark."

The two walked into the carriage, and Tenn started the carriage. This time, he sped up the speed a little bit, and he wanted to solve this matter completely before tonight. Henry kept looking at the scenery outside the car window, and he hoped that it would be best to invite everyone back at once, so that the college district could be fully operational. . )