After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

Aisveta spoke slowly.

"And above the many great arcane masters and legends, there are even higher levels of honor."

"That is, what is called..."

"The Crown of Magic—"

Aisveta slightly raised her beautiful crimson eyes and looked at the upper part of the obelisk.

The characters there were even fewer, with fewer than ten pale gold names remaining.

"To be able to obtain the title of 'Magic Laurel'—"

"Without exception, they are all milestone figures in the history of wizarding."

"I once wrote my own magnificent chapter in the arcane hall."

"The discovery of the law of gravity led to the creation of the field of gravity magic..."

"And he incorporated it into the realm of arcane magic in an understandable way; he has since passed away, his soul now departed to His Holiness Sassarophi in the Land of the Wise..."

"The Tower Master of Vemes, who created the mathematical tool of 'calculus,' introduced mathematical analytical spell models, and laid the foundation for the Arcane Tower, allowing wizards to fully enter a new era..."

"He created the forbidden spell 'Magnetic Field Domination,' and formally manifested the connection between magic and magnetic field domains as an arcane law."

"His Majesty Taric, the 'Electromagnetic Tyrant,' laid a solid foundation for countless large-scale forbidden spells and magical creations in later generations, and even the 'Pseudo-Star' of the Deputy Tower Master of Sharl incorporated some of its ideas..."

"This overturns the previously popular hypothesis of 'creation by gods' and discovers the true laws governing the evolution of species."

"And on this basis, His Majesty Dawson discovered the rules of biological evolution and iteration, and pioneered the Beast Taming School, a completely new school of thought, in the Tower of Darkness."

"And His Majesty Vincents, who discovered the existence of the soul and thoroughly perfected the previously lacking field of human anatomy, formally pioneering the forbidden field of necrology."

"The magical and arcane concepts they created..."

"Even after hundreds or thousands of years, it still shines brightly, written in textbooks of later generations, and sung by countless wizards."

Aisveta paused slightly in her speech.

"Of course, in the past, those who received the 'Magic Laureate,' apart from the long-lived Lady Vemus, usually received the honor in their later years."

"Many of them, due to the advanced nature of their arcane concepts, even had to wait until after their deaths and their souls ascended to the Land of the Wise."

"Only then did the world truly realize the importance of the arcane realm they pioneered, and bestow upon them the title of 'Crown of Magic'..."

"But today—"

Aisveta looked at the Dark Tower behind her, her eyes sparkling with pride.

And then there was that undisguised admiration.

Only after truly beginning to learn arcane magic, and truly understanding the grandeur and magnificence of the arcane world...

Only then did Aisveta clearly realize that the black-haired, black-eyed man she longed to pursue was her true love...

What astonishing and extraordinary achievements have been made in the field of arcane magic...?

Just consider the contributions Charr made before achieving legendary status, and the mountains of revised and improved spellbooks and forbidden incantations...

That alone is enough to qualify him for the title of "Crown of Magic" and to write his own milestone in wizarding history.

The arcane name of Sharna, "The Root of Forbidden Spells," comes from this.

And in that year, in the field of atoms...

Ciel, based on the Magic Collapse Technique, and relying on the groundbreaking forbidden spells "Nuclear Explosion Magic" and "Pseudo-Star," stirred up a tremendous upheaval in the wizarding world.

This is the forefront of the arcane world, and also the highest floor of that arcane edifice.

At this point, it's no longer a matter of Ciel needing a "magical laurel wreath" to prove himself.

Instead, the "Magic Laurel" needs to be awarded to Ciel to prove its value.

"If nothing unexpected happens—"

"We will witness the birth of a new holder of the magical laurel wreath."

.......

"alright......"

"I know that what everyone is most concerned about is actually the Arcane Council, so I won't keep you in suspense any longer."

Aisveta lingered briefly at the obelisk in Arcane Square before gracefully stepping into the Black Tower.

The next moment, her figure appeared in a spacious and grand hall, large enough to accommodate thousands of people.

As a near-legendary wizard, Aisveta naturally possessed the qualifications to participate in this highest-level arcane council.

Just then, Kiran finished his speech on the podium, and thunderous applause erupted around him.

"Could the streamer focus the camera on His Majesty Ciel? The others don't seem very interesting..."

An anonymous comment with the login address of the Cathedral of Dawn floated by...

Following closely behind were several enormous gifts worth hundreds of gold coins.

As the progenitor of the vampire clan, Aisveta didn't care about the value of these gifts... but the content of this comment was exactly what she was thinking.

Aisveta parted her cherry lips slightly and uttered a few beautiful notes, creating a soundproof barrier for herself to prevent her interaction with the live stream audience from disturbing the arcanists in the council.

She looked around the venue but didn't see the person she longed for.

Has he not arrived yet...?

Or did he use spatial magic or illusion to hide himself?

Aisveta thought for a moment, then got up and walked towards the judges' table.

Based on her experience, if she wanted to find out where Charles was, then seeking out His Majesty Kieran was the most reliable option.

In the past few months, the few times she managed to stake out the town of Shire, she relied on intelligence provided by Kieran to wait for her prey to come to her.

however--

Aisveta had just walked to the side of the judges' table and was about to ask a question.

next moment--

She then saw Kieran, with his white beard, slumped in his chair, holding a stack of manuscripts, his face ashen.

His gaze was fixed on the stack of manuscripts, and words of utter despair escaped his lips:

Arcane—

"It no longer exists."

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Blackbody Radiation Formula 9k

Arcane Hall—

This sub-plane, named after arcane magic, is one of the countless sub-dimensions attached to the Darkest Tower...

It is also the venue for each Arcane Council meeting.

Since the creation of the Darkest Tower two thousand years ago, wizards have officially shed their labels of actors and sorcery, establishing a magical civilization rooted in arcane magic that continues to this day...

Eight-page mages, great arcane sorcerers, ancient scholars, and chief leaders of schools of thought throughout history...

One after another, figures who stand as monuments in the history of magic were awarded in the name of magic in this ancient subplane, thus ushering in one magnificent wizarding era after another.

If the Tower of Darkness is the holy land of all wizards in the Western Continent...

Therefore, the Arcane Hall is the sacred site of the Dark Tower—

Just like the Hall of Heroes at the Dawn Church, where cardinals and paladins of past generations are buried...

Countless wise wizards who once graced the Arcane Hall have left their indelible arcane imprints here, making the rules and principles of this place extremely active and easier to perceive than usual...

Thus, it became a "shortcut" for wizards.

Many wizards who were stuck at a bottleneck eventually became legends by ascending to the Arcane Hall.

In the words of those who have had an epiphany...

That is, during meditation, one feels the favor of the thousands of wise sages and ancient wizards in the Wonderland of Wise Men, and is able to have an epiphany and break through the barrier.

.......

However, at this very moment...

Inside the judges' panel of the Arcane Hall...

Holding a stack of manuscripts, Kieran, dizzy and pale...

It was as if I could really see those Black Tower predecessors who had long since gone to the Land of Wise Men, with pure white wings on their backs and holy light emanating from their bodies.

At the edge of the sky, something is smiling and waving at him—

It seems they wanted to take him to the Land of Wise Men as well.

.......

A solid beam of magical light shone forth and landed directly on Kieran.

The spell model wasn't particularly mysterious in its construction, but it carried a calm and mountain-like aura, pulling Kieran out of the illusion of "seeing the Sage's Wonderland."