The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 168 The Sage's Class Begins
Cromwell stayed in the Magic Guild for seven days, and the entire Brocade Imperial City was shut down for seven days. When the wind mage soared into the sky and flew towards the south, everyone in the Brocade Empire breathed a sigh of relief.

In the hall of the Royal Magic Guild, the three great magicians of the Brocade Empire sat there and talked with the emperor of the empire about what had happened in the past seven days.

A great magician said admiringly: "The Mage Saint is the Mage Saint, he is worthy of being called the Mage Saint, amazing!"

"Yes, I'm afraid only people like this can become Dharma Saints. We are inferior after all."

“Ah…that’s right!”

Emperor Zhijin had no way to deal with these empires' pillars of support, so he could only anxiously ask, "Three masters, what's going on?"

"Let me put it this way. Although Sage Cromwell came here under the pretext of discussing magic, he actually came to give lectures to our Royal Magic Guild."

Emperor Zhijin said in surprise: "Lecture?"

"Yes, he gave lectures to the three of us and the magicians in the first two days, and then spread it to the entire Royal Magic Guild in the next five days."

Another great magician said, "There is no other purpose, no secrets, and we will answer every question. He just wants to teach us.

Not only that, when the magic saint Cromwell left, he also left behind his own magic notes.

The notes have been copied in accordance with the wishes of the Mage Cromwell, and will be provided to the entire Royal Magic Guild for study and use in the future."

After the great magician finished speaking, he sighed with a wry smile. No one knew what he was sighing about.

Emperor Zhijin was shocked. He had anticipated countless results, but he did not expect such a result.

A great magician said, "By the fifth day, all the magicians in the Royal Magic Guild have already called the Sage Cromwell their teacher, including the three of us. Please don't mind."

"I... don't mind... I just didn't expect..."

"We didn't expect that. We thought he had become a magic saint and came here to establish his authority. We didn't expect that he not only taught us a lesson in magic, but also... shame!"

"Maybe it's because of the space barrier?"

"To be fair, even if it were you or me, and we knew the situation of the spatial barrier, what would you do?"

"Notify them and do your duty?"

“Isn’t this still the case?”

"Perhaps this is why Mr. Cromwell was able to become a Mage Saint, while we have made no further progress after becoming a Grand Mage!"

Emperor Zhijin was depressed when he saw the three masters interacting so carelessly. I am the emperor of the empire after all, not an invisible person. Can you show some respect? !

"Three masters, what is this space barrier?"

"When the Mage Cromwell broke through, he felt that the space barrier was already very weak and there was a possibility of a space rift appearing at any time. He thought that there was not much time left for the Green Continent."

"What do you mean?"

"The spatial barrier is being eroded by the foreign planes and is slowly becoming weaker. Once the spatial barrier is broken, a spatial rift will melt between our main material plane and the invading plane.

When the planes are connected, the plane war that happened ten thousand years ago will begin again."

Emperor Zhijin: "...Shouldn't you talk about such an important matter first?"

"What difference does it make if we said it earlier or later? It's a catastrophe for civilization. I didn't expect it to happen to us."

“Think positively. We humans are much stronger now than we were ten thousand years ago. We have absorbed the strengths of elves, dwarves, halflings, and gnomes, and now we have a population of more than 300 million.

What was there ten thousand years ago? The power of the entire continent at that time was not as strong as that of a single human empire today!"

"Gren was lucky to win that time, but I think it will be difficult for us this time. After all, we are not the only ones growing."

Emperor Brocade interrupted and said, "Is the war between the planes inevitable?"

The three great magicians shook their heads at the same time, shattering Emperor Brocade's hope of getting away with it.

"Cromwell said that the dragon of the Moran Empire Dragon Riders has sent the news of his becoming a Mage back to Dragon City. Dragon City has sent an envoy to invite Cromwell to discuss resisting this plane war.

Obviously, Dragon City is also very concerned about Cromwell, the human mage."

"How can I not care? Legend has it that during the last plane war, the Elf Mage and the Lord of Dragon City jointly led the fight against the plane war in the Grein Continent.

The Sage of Magic is someone who can make Dragon City bow its head."

"But it's good to think about it this way. At least this year's Dharma Master is a human being, and the interests of us humans will definitely be taken care of."

"That's right. The glory of resisting the plane war this time will fall on us humans."

Emperor Zhijin asked a few more questions before returning to the palace. At the moment, he himself didn't know what his mood was, it was very complicated.

On the one hand, Sorcerer Cromwell is a reasonable man who acts from the perspective of all mankind, as can be seen from his lectures to the Royal Magic Guild and the magic notes he gave away.

Moreover, the reason why the Moran Empire did not make things too difficult for him might be because of this Mage Saint.

In addition, the Elf Forest is at peace, so it can't be considered a loss for the Brocade Empire, but it is already quite good to have achieved such good results under such a great crisis.

The most important thing is that he knew about the plane war. Although he is no longer young, he is not old yet. It should not be a problem for him to live another 20 or 30 years.

Then, he and his successors will lead the Brocade Empire and become the emperor who resists the plane war.

The records left over from thousands of years ago were completely destroyed in the wars during the several dynasty changes of mankind. All that remains are the vague legends among the people.

He didn't know what a plane war was like, but he knew that a plane war was not like a war between humans. If you were scared, you could surrender, and even if you surrendered early, you could become a noble.

The plane war is truly a war of genocide, a war of life and death, with no room for easing.

The most important point is that the plane war will not last for just one or two days. Although the information about the plane war ten thousand years ago has been destroyed and the folk legends are not entirely detailed, it is certain that the plane war will last for a hundred years.

And which emperor would ignore a hundred-year war?

Which empire could survive a hundred-year war peacefully?

Emperor Brocade now understood why Emperor Moran was willing to give up half of the Elf Forest and reach an agreement with him to peacefully develop the Elf Forest even though he had the Sorcerer Saint.

It turned out that the Moran Empire had begun to create a peaceful external environment, solve its internal problems, and prepare to fight against the plane war.

(End of this chapter)