I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 112 The Power of the Voters
Upon hearing this news, DuPont couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.

A major event that will be remembered in the multiverse—that's truly incredibly awesome.

It can be said that as long as the new magic system exists, the names of these archmages will not be forgotten, and they are destined to be remembered for generations to come.

Hearing these stories, however, he became even more curious about Lavoisier's current situation: "If the dean is so capable, how did he end up here?"

"Harua has no shortage of archmages, but Lavoisier's background is himself. It's a miracle that he can still hold the position of Dean of the Northwest Academy after offending so many people."

Veronica's expression was quite interesting as she spoke: "Of course, more importantly, there's a rumor that Lavoisier defied the Magic Lady's will, making her very dissatisfied with this young genius's arrogance. In order to protect Lavoisier, the council used worldly connections to marginalize him, hoping that the lady would calm down and then transfer him back to the council as vice-speaker."

"Disobedient lady?" DuPont couldn't help but feel a bit of a toothache upon hearing this.

Although Mystra has some unpleasant titles, she is indeed the number one god below the gods. With the triple divine authority of magic, spells, and magic network, her divine power is almost inexhaustible. Even in worlds where the magic network cannot reach, people know her name. It can be said that as long as she doesn't cause some earth-shattering news, she will never die no matter what she does.

This is also why she has so many voters; her divine power is simply inexhaustible.

Even if the mage is arrogant, he should know that Mystra has the authority to disconnect the internet. However, this goddess who adheres to the principle of neutrality usually does not do so. She has even done things like being beaten by mortals without fighting back in order to express her apology.

It's no ordinary thing to make her angry.

"Professor, may I ask how he offended that lady?"

"While the lady is generous, her quirks are also somewhat unique." Veronica's expression stiffened as she spoke of this: "It's said that all of the lady's voters who want to win her favor must share a bed with her. In the conferment ceremony when the new magic system was developed, there were quite a few voters. Given the lady's personality, she probably just wanted everyone to share the spoils, saving the mages from having to search for each one in other worlds after the group disbanded."

Wow, is it that exciting?

DuPont coughed repeatedly at the news, thinking to himself that Miss Mi was truly living up to her goddess status, casually toying with countless high-achieving men. This was truly exhilarating: "So it was the dean who rejected this voter qualification, which made the lady very unhappy?"

"You should know that's a divine blessing that grants +10 to physique, which can stack with any attribute, grants mastery of Silverfire stronger than Arcane Fire, and adds one to all spell slots from 1 to 9. The price is just sleeping with a lady. Basically no mage would refuse such a blessing, not even a woman."

Veronica coughed lightly as she spoke, "Besides, as a goddess, she can control both her beauty and body at will. Her charm is irresistible to both men and women. Wouldn't you like this gift?"

+10 Constitution, +1 to all spell slots from ring 1 to 9?
And then you can still play... being played by the goddess??
“Well, that does seem hard to refuse,” DuPont replied honestly. “I think for many devout believers, even just kissing a lady’s fingertips is enough to make them unafraid of death. Spending a night with a goddess is something they wouldn’t even dare to dream of, even if they don’t qualify to vote.”

"Yes, ladies are rarely rejected, and it is said that even when Lavoisier refused, he didn't run away. After the grand apprentice gathering, he returned and converted to Azus, after which Lavoisier was kicked out of the council."

DuPont was speechless after hearing this.

If these are not rumors but true, then it seems that Parliament really is acting for the purpose of protection.

But what exactly is this all about? Divine right of kings or ruling from the crotch? Veronica shrugged at DuPont's fascinating expression: "Of course, these are all rumors. After all, Northwest College only has a church for ladies, not a church for the god of mages. Actually, I was wondering if you've heard any gossip here."

"No, I don't usually pay attention to these kinds of gossips, and I've never heard my professors mention them."

“What information could they possibly get? Even if they did, they wouldn’t dare say it.” Veronica said, taking out another crystal glass and pouring half of the drink from her own glass. “Want to try some?”

DuPont took the glass, but said with some doubt, "The academy normally does not allow apprentices to drink alcohol."

"Getting drunk and being addicted to alcohol are not allowed. After all, drinking too much alcohol will damage the brain and cause memory loss over time, which is fatal for a mage." She looked at the wine glass as she spoke: "But drinking a little is fine, especially since fruit wine itself has a low alcohol content. After processing, some of the alcohol can be evaporated, leaving only a clear sweetness, which is even better than fruit juice."

After hearing this, DuPont took a small sip and found that, as the other party said, he could no longer taste the alcohol. However, he was somewhat puzzled: "I feel that this is not much different from fruit juice. If you like this taste, why don't you drink fruit juice?"

"Because it's more expensive. More expensive means there are more and more complicated processes involved in its production, but safety is also guaranteed, which is very important for us mages." The female mage chuckled as she spoke, "Not to mention that the wine here didn't cost me a penny."

"By the way, mentor, before I came here, I sensed something was wrong with the message stone. The manager here guessed that you and I might know each other, and he gave me 4000 gold coins to put in a good word for you, saying that if you continue to play here, they'll go bankrupt." DuPont took out his money pouch and gems: "Mentor, do you think what they said is true or false?"

"Oh?" Veronica let out a slightly displeased snort upon hearing this. "Then what do you suggest I do?"

“A mentor is a mentor. How could I, an apprentice, make decisions for my mentor?” DuPont shook his head and asked, “But I’m curious whether your identity as an inspector is real. If it is, why don’t you completely drain them and force them to close down?”

"Of course it's fake. What archmage would be so idle as to do something like that? But who cares if it's real or fake? Even if I robbed their vault, these guys who don't even recognize arcane runes wouldn't be able to figure out who did it." The female mage said, putting her wine glass aside, standing up and stretching. Her alluring curves made DuPont lower his head again.

Veronica's lips curled into a slight upward curve, but it quickly disappeared: "Of course, eating in a bad manner will get you complaints. It's fine to shear the wool off these country sheep occasionally. As for the bag of gold coins, consider it a small gift. I'll take these two gems that are decent-looking. As for your transfer, I'll contact Lavoisier. It shouldn't be a big problem."

As Veronica spoke, she took out a silver-white staff, the graceful curves of which DuPont dared not look too closely were hidden in a cloak, and a pale blue portal appeared out of thin air: "Finally, what I want to tell you is, never make a deal with demons or evil gods. Getting involved with them will indeed give you amazing power, but the hidden price behind it is something that even high-level professionals cannot afford, let alone someone as small as you."

After the female mage finished speaking, her figure disappeared. DuPont looked thoughtfully at the spot where she had disappeared, then drank the grape juice in his glass in one gulp and put away both glasses and the remaining red wine.

Whether it's Lavoisier or Veronica, they are both targets that I will find difficult to catch up with in the short term.

"A Grand Mage, huh?"

Looking at his 5412/8000 experience points, DuPont sighed.

It's time to go and collect some deeds to help the city hall maintain public order around White Rock.

　I'm asking for monthly votes for 5000 words. This nobody has never participated in a prize draw before.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)