Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 351, Section 41: Hmph, you've utterly disgraced the sages Sachiel and Dean Archimonde! - Bonus Chapter [35]

(Bonus chapter for "Huo Zheng Ting Hao" [3/5])
Diakum's visit to the Nassaras Magic Academy with his twins was like a thunderbolt thrown into this educational institution with a history spanning thousands of years.

When he heard that the hateful Arcane Academy was going to seize a campus of the Nassaras Magic Academy to rebuild their legacy, even the most mild-mannered faculty member and his lich cat were enraged.

OK!

Our Elf Empire has truly fallen on hard times. Now, any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to come and provoke us.

Aliens from Argus have actually come to our Nassaras Academy to beg for food.
I really shame you!
Ten thousand years ago, half of the Empire's magic princes came from the Nassaras Academy of Magic, and the other half came from the equally prestigious Mennar Academy of Magic. After the cataclysmic destruction, Mennar Academy, located in Zin'asari, was destroyed, and the Empire's magical legacy fell entirely on the shoulders of the Nassaras Academy.

This is the last vestige of "respectability" in the magical heritage system of the Elf Empire.

Therefore, the entire academy was outraged by the "provocation" from the Arcane Academy. Diakum responded with a peaceful attitude, letting the twins deal with the challenges from those angry spellcasters.

Dean Lan Yue and her subordinate deans initially remained calm and collected. They discussed internally and felt that there was nothing wrong with this "intellectual exchange," and that it could even stimulate the students' sense of honor.

However, as the night drew to a close, the twins had dismissed nearly a hundred students who came to challenge them without even lifting a finger.

It was one thing for the younger students not to have debated before, since they had only been enrolled for a short time and a few thousand years was not enough for them to advance the study of arcane theory to its highest level. However, when the older students all looked defeated and sullenly admitted defeat, the faculty immediately realized that this was indeed a hostile move.

Realizing that the students' theoretical level was no match for the outstanding graduates of the Mystic Academy, the faculty took the initiative to step in.

Unfortunately, the faculty and staff were not only outmatched in age by the two archbishops of the Holy Light Legion, but their knowledge and theoretical understanding were also far inferior.

It's not their fault.

The twins have traveled to too many worlds in the stars. They themselves say that they have visited similar institutions in many worlds and have been acquainted with all sorts of strange magical traditions. Moreover, because the Naaru also exchange knowledge with each other, they can learn about the knowledge from all over the stars from Xera.

They're practically like two mobile, star-filled libraries.

Moreover, the twins are not only skilled in arcane magic. Because of Lightforged, they are extremely proficient in the doctrines of the Holy Light. Their individual talents make Saloras the most outstanding Void Warlock, while Allethris is an equally outstanding Fire Archmage.

The faculty and staff of the Nassaras Magic Academy, who were generally only proficient in one type of magic, found it really difficult to cope with the endless stream of magical theories from the two.

The most fatal thing is that many of the magical theories the twins casually mentioned were things they had never even heard of, let alone studied.

That's a bit too much of a blow.

"Dean! It's no use! Dean Karisa of the Blazing Flame Academy has just conceded defeat in her theoretical exchange with Master Aurecis!"

A legendary elven mage in black robes rushed over in a disheveled state to report to Dean Blue Moon. This news caused Lady Blue Moon to jump to her feet, her eyes widening as she exclaimed:
"Even Karisa has admitted defeat?"
She is one of the most knowledgeable people in Azeroth about the Way of Fire. She once ventured into the Firelands and found the legendary 'Eternal Flame'. She even managed to escape unscathed after facing the coercion of the Firelord.

She even used the fire of Safrass to write several papers.

That was the fire of creation!
I don't understand why she would willingly admit defeat.

"Because Master Orethas showed Lady Kaleza a wisp of the 'Flame of Sargeras' that she possessed, which was said to be a divine fire that she extracted from a world that Sargeras himself destroyed."

The student in the black robe, sweating profusely, said:

"That terrible spark was sealed within a wick by the Archbishop of Brilliant Dawn with her knowledge of flames. She stated that if Lady Kalesa could control this flame from the Dark Titan on her own, then she would concede defeat."

Ms. Kaleza wanted to give it a try, but the other deans strongly dissuaded her.

That thing is terrifying!

If she fails, even with the Life Box protecting her, Ms. Calessa will suffer terrible torment.

“Alas, indeed, the flames of Sargeras are no ordinary thing. Kaleza’s mastery of fire is not yet sufficient for her to touch that true divine fire.”

Dean Lan Yue sighed with some worry.

She waved for the students to leave, then walked to the window and looked out.

The college's largest library is a magnificent palace, usually the quietest place in the entire college, where no one is allowed to make a sound. But today it has been used as a place for "scholarly exchange," and almost all the students in the college have gathered there to wait for the results.

She could even see the Fiery Academy Dean, Kaleza, who had just conceded defeat, walking out weakly with the help of several disciples. The usually proud Kaleza was now covering her face, showing no trace of the majesty of a magical demigod.

She didn't lose because of a lack of strength. If it were just strength, it wouldn't be enough to defeat a spellcaster who was already quite famous during the Elf Empire era.

She lost in the clash of wisdom, knowledge, and truth, which was almost a fatal blow to a proud elven archmage.

"Kalisa is no ordinary person. Before joining the Nassaras Magic Academy, she was a top student at Mennar Academy. Her mentor, Master Selwyn, was Queen Azshara's magic advisor and a true magic prince."

Even she, who received the true teachings, could not match the knowledge of the Eredar twins.

Dean Lan Yue narrowed her eyes.

She was certainly confident that she could engage in an intellectual debate with either of the twins, but if both of them appeared, it would effectively mean that the Nassaras Academy had lost in its contest with the Mystic Academy.

Because she is the dean, while the twins are merely outstanding graduates of the Mystic Academy.

She has to think of a way!
Although educators are often quite pure, Lan Yue cannot afford to be careless when it comes to matters concerning the academy's heritage and reputation. The enrollment rate over the past thousand years has dropped to a precarious level. If they lose this match, the reputation of Nassaras Magic Academy will truly fall.

Therefore, the dean quickly began to "call for people".

Half an hour later, Governor Torsedrin, disguised, arrived at the Dean's office. After hearing about the day's events, even the governor, who now commands most of the Highborne in the Broken Isles, couldn't help but click his tongue.

"You shouldn't have agreed in the first place!"

Tosedrin sighed and said:
"They have been fighting in the starry sea for 25,000 years. They are geniuses and have the added benefit of starry sea knowledge. How can we mages, who are trapped on planets and can only look up at the starry sea, debate the truth with them?"
But the other side has indeed gone too far, actually planning to use the foundation of the Nassaras Magic Academy to rebuild their legacy. No, that's not right!

The Highborne leader suddenly narrowed his eyes, rose, took a few steps, and said:
"This is not Lord Diakum's style. We had contact with him before in Silithus, and he is not such an intense person. Therefore, saying it is a sparring match is just a pretext. His real desire is something else."

Considering the current situation and his actions, I feel that the Vigilant wants to use this incident to get you to gather all the spellcasters among the Highborne.
Ah, I understand!
He wants us to go and support the Kaldorei in their final battle at Mount Hyjal! That guy's planning to force us to help; he wants to personally promote unity among the elves?

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Dean Lan Yue remained silent.

After a moment, she sighed and said:
"This Diakum, he could have just told us he wanted us to go to Mount Hyjal, why go through all this trouble? And to risk the reputation of the Nassaras Magic Academy, this is going too far."

"Excessive? No, they're just knowing how to keep things in check."

Governor Tosedlin was a politician, and he saw these things much more clearly.

他 说:

"How can we convince our proud brethren to go to Mount Hyjal if we don't stake what the elven spellcasters value most?"
Don't forget, many of your fellow countrymen still hate the Kaldorei 'rebels' for destroying Queen Azshara's empire.

Although we all know the truth about the War of the Ancients, the blind obedience of the common people to Azshara has always been a persistent problem for the Highborne. He had to do this to get us to willingly participate in that war.

So I think we should just admit defeat; losing to a group of immortals isn't shameful.

"Can't admit defeat!"

Dean Blue Moon said coldly:
“I have contacted Sandara to come and fight against the ‘invasion’ of the Academy of Arcane Arts. I believe that Sandara’s years of study on the Path of Ice have allowed her to glimpse the true meaning of the Force.”

"But they were just two graduates!"

Governor Tosedlin shook his head and said:
"Defeating them doesn't prove that Nassaras Academy is stronger than the Mystic Academy. Lord Diakum hasn't even made a move yet; he's a formal instructor at the Mystic Academy."

"He teaches physical education!"

Dean Blue Moon clenched his fist and said:
"What can we compare ourselves to him in?"
Running?
Or should we follow the Eredar tradition and have the students wrestle with him shirtless, covered in grease? Nassaras Magic Academy is a top-tier institution in the Elven Empire, and such barbaric behavior has been forbidden in the academy since the imperial era!
We're not vulgar trolls.

"What time is it? Why are you still talking about this?"

Tosedrin really couldn't hold back anymore.

He sighed and said:

"You didn't listen to the Supreme Star Soul's rebuke at all, did you? Now the trolls are riding on our heads. If we don't hurry up and show our strength, the arrogant trolls will really become the 'firstborn sons of mortals'."

Listen to me, Dean, this is truly a great opportunity!
By using Saint Diakum as a liaison, the poor relationship between the Highborne and the Kaldorei can be effectively repaired.

We fought alongside them during the War of the Ancients, but after Azshara's departure, we were no longer enemies.

"That being said, the academy's eternal reputation rests on my shoulders!"

Dean Blue Moon was a lich with her own obsessions. At this moment, blue spiritual flames appeared in her eyes, and she said loudly: "I cannot allow my beloved academy to lose to other educational institutions! I also cannot allow my beloved students to be unable to hold their heads high in front of other traditions."

I must uphold the last vestiges of dignity and face of the Elf Empire!
Our heritage, our truth, and our wisdom are the last pillars that have sustained the people for over ten thousand years. If even these are gone, what will the High Elves, who have long since lost their homeland, have left with nothing but pale memories?
I asked you to come here to help, Tosedrin!

As an outstanding graduate of the Nassaras Academy of Magic, it is your responsibility to help the academy uphold its honor!
I have summoned Sandara, an outstanding graduate of Mennar Academy, who also represents the highest level of magical skill in the Elf Empire.

The two of you make a perfect team to tackle the Eredar twins' intellectual duel.

"buzz"

A portal suddenly opened in Dean Blue Moon's office, and then Ms. Sandara rushed in with a group of Sandara scholars.

Ms. Sandara was not a graduate of Nassaras Magic Academy, but her alma mater had been destroyed in the cataclysmic event. However, she brought with her a treasure chest that was sealed in layers, a rare item that Dean Blue Moon had asked her to bring.

“I’ve heard about what’s going on here. Maintaining imperial knowledge is indeed important, but I can’t understand why you wanted me to bring the ‘Stone of Sahien’?”

Ms. Sandara asked in confusion:
"This artifact lost its power after the War of the Ancients, and Master Selwyn placed a terrifying magical seal on it to prevent its misuse by later generations. Are you planning to use that seal, so complex that only Queen Azshara could probably break it, as a 'question'?"

"Yes."

Dean Blue Moon stroked the ancient treasure chest.

She whispered:

“I don’t intend to use such dishonorable means, but Sandara, if even you and Tosedrin cannot surpass the Eredar twins in terms of knowledge, then for the sake of the Empire’s last shred of dignity, I will have to make a shameful decision.”

I believe that Geminis' knowledge is insufficient for them to break this seal.

The Stone of Sarsien is an artifact used to disrupt the energy of the Well of Eternity; it was it that helped us slow down the Dark Titans' approach to this world.

It, along with the lost 'Tide Scepter,' is the most perfect artifact the Elven Empire could create.

If Gemini solves this puzzle, it will mean that the legacy of the Mystic Academy has shattered our pride. At that point, what harm is there in admitting defeat?

The stubborn elven lich sighed, and said in a melancholy tone:
"Empire, your successors have disappointed you."

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"Wow, both magic princes have shown up!"

In the upper levels of the Grand Library Palace, Imira, who had recently suffered greatly, cheered with wide eyes:
"My twin junior sisters are amazing! They should have been sent to teach those arrogant elves a lesson. Just because they know a lot, they kept me here like a slave. This time, I really got my revenge."

"You still have the nerve to say it!"

Diakum stared at Imira's completed exam paper with a frosty expression.

There were only nine questions on the test paper, and Dean Lan Yue marked four of them with big X's.

Even though Diakum has always considered himself "just a lamb kebab kid from the Crookun area before becoming a PE teacher," he couldn't hold back any longer.

What's wrong with the PE teacher?
Even a PE teacher gets angry when they see their students get four out of nine questions wrong!

Do you think it's easy for me, with my fragile constitution that's "sick" several days a week? Isn't it precisely so that you can learn properly by "voluntarily" giving up your classes to other teachers?
Look at what you've learned!
"You've completely disgraced Sachir and Archimonde! Look at this question, I can write this myself, how could you get it wrong?"

The vigilant, in a rare fit of rage, slammed his fist on the table and roared:
"Imira! You better get your attitude straight! Since you came here to study and want to get a diploma, you should study hard instead of making a fool of yourself by wandering around Azeroth like this."

You are a student of the Mysterious Academy!

That is the highest institution of learning in Argus, representing one of the few remaining vestiges of our homeland's honor. Even the Lord of Argus is rebuking you for disgracing us, do you hear him?

"Stop cursing, stop cursing, or you'll go crazy."

Imira covered her ears and trembled.

She was really scared.

At this point, all I can say is weakly:

“Take another look. My answer is correct. Didn’t the twin juniors just tell you? The textbooks at Nassaras Magic Academy are seriously outdated. I used the most mainstream theories in the Star Sea to answer their questions.”

But it doesn't align with their knowledge and understanding.

This is equivalent to me using higher-order functions to solve a linear equation in two variables. The answer is definitely correct, but the solution process does not meet the teacher's requirements.

This is not my fault!

"Sigh, it's not their fault."

Imira sighed with a hint of sadness and said:
"Azeroth has been isolated for too long, and they haven't been able to contact the Starsea. The faculty and staff here are really dedicated, and Dean Blue Moon is also a very good teacher. I genuinely agree with her teaching attitude."

But this doesn't change the fact that they were working in isolation.

I've read about the world changes after the War of the Ancients, and I know that the current mainstream of elves is the Kaldorei. But let's be honest, Vigilant, do you really think that the Kaldorei's way of returning to nature is the right thing to do?

If the former Elven Empire had been allowed to continue developing, with their magical prowess, they would have already broken out of the planet within these ten thousand years!

But now?

The flourishing of civilization in this world was interrupted by the ancient war.

The Kaldorei have returned to nature, the High Elves are immersed in their role-playing within the Empire, the Highborne yearn for the past, and human civilization is still in its infancy.
It seems that only the students of this academy in the whole world are still trying to look up at the stars. I really don't hate this place. I like it here. It reminds me of the leisurely days in the Mystic Academy.

But if the night elves hadn't been so averse to the use of magic when the War of the Ancients ended, and had instead inherited the legacy of the high elves, perhaps Azeroth wouldn't need the help of outsiders like us to fight the Burning Legion.

They may have already developed their own magical starships, capable of deploying their forces in the sea of ​​matter to engage in a mighty fleet battle with the Burning Legion, deterring the demons from coveting even a blade of grass or a tree in Azeroth. However, they may have already lost that opportunity.

Ten thousand years.

Imira whispered, very sadly and helplessly:
"This world has stagnated, or even regressed by ten thousand years. Can we really understand the source of the sorrow of the Azerothian Star Soul Lord? Her beloved children's future, which was heading towards the stars, was abruptly cut off."

Any responsible mother would feel anger and pain because of this; she rebuked the fairies for not truly hating them, but simply for loving them too much.

Diakum stared at Imira.

A moment later, he tapped the table and said in a cold voice:

"So, do you think that bringing up these emotional things can change the fact that you got four out of nine questions wrong? When you were studying at the Mysterious Academy, didn't your tutor teach you how to solve problems properly?"

No wonder you couldn't graduate!

"Don't talk like that, Vigilant! I'm talking to you about serious business!"

"As a student, failing to graduate after switching colleges twice is your real problem! Shut up and answer the questions again. You're a senior, and your twin juniors have to come to your rescue. Aren't you ashamed?"

Imira ultimately couldn't win against her PE teacher and had no choice but to obediently run over to fetch today's stack of test papers and start answering the questions.

It's no exaggeration to say that if that stack of exam papers were thrown down, it could kill at least two kobolds.

So, is the teaching philosophy of Nassaras Magic Academy simply to use rote memorization and endless practice questions?

Wow, that's terrifying.

Just as Diakum was sighing, he noticed that Dean Blue Moon was carrying something into the library. It was an ancient box containing a powerful, restrained energy that was sealed in layers.

"Hiss, did this force Lady Blue Moon to bring out her family heirloom?"

Diakum blinked.

Although his purpose in coming here was indeed to force the Highborne to set aside their arrogance and go to Mount Hyjal to help, the Vigilant realized that the Twins might not be able to withstand this last round of sparring when he saw that Lady Blue Moon actually brought out something extraordinary in order to maintain the academy's dignity.

We need to call in reinforcements!

Diakum thought, since the Dean on the other side has taken the initiative to step down, shouldn't our "Dean" of the Mystic Academy also move over?
So he tapped the soul-binding staff in his hand and asked:
"Kazzak, as a great demon, do you have a way to contact the Legion's higher-ups?"

"Yes, there is, but"

"If you have it, then teach it to me."

(End of this chapter)