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

"call--"

Kieran let out a long breath and turned to look behind him.

All he could see was the high-ranking wizard from the Evocation School who had handed him the manuscript earlier, now nervously tearing open a small spell scroll.

The magical radiance that had calmed Kieran earlier originated from that spell scroll.

"Calm your mind..."

"It's that guy, Charles, again?"

Kieran asked.

Because of the numerous arcane imprints and laws left behind by the ancients, the stability of the plane's laws and the magic network in the Arcane Hall far exceeds that of the main material plane of the Western Continent.

Therefore, most spells cast in the Arcane Temple are significantly smaller in effect and scale compared to those cast in the Prime Material Plane.

Under such circumstances, he was able to completely calm down using a single "Mind-Calming" technique from the third ring...

Perhaps only a freak like Charles, whose spiritual ocean is several times larger than that of ordinary people, could have accomplished this.

"That's right, it was Chief Charles's order."

The seventh-circle wizard from the School of Evocation nodded.

As the master of the Black Tower, Vimers oversees the Evocation School within the Black Tower.

As Vimer's only disciple, Sharl was given the title of "Chief Reader of the Evocation School" upon entering the Black Tower...

In the parlance of cultivation novels, that would be the so-called "senior brother".

Of course, as the Charles rose to prominence like a meteor, the title of the school's chief reader was gradually stripped of its prefix and simply became "Chief of the Black Tower".

Charles became the deputy tower master of the Black Tower, but outsiders usually referred to him as the tower master.

However, within the Black Tower Evocation school, the Evocation wizards, who were on their own, still preferred to call this young legend, whom they had watched grow up, by the title of Chief.

"Chief Charles also asked me to pass on a message to you..."

"Older people shouldn't get easily angered, otherwise it will damage their mental well-being..."

"joke!"

"Am I, Kieran, a legendary figure, the kind of guy with a weak will and a mental sea that shatters at the drop of a hat?!"

Kieran retorted a few times, then waved for the high-ranking wizard from the Evocation School to leave on his own.

After the man walked away, Kieran leaned back in his chair and picked up the stack of manuscripts again.

His aged eyes still held a hint of surprise, uncertainty, and disbelief...

Kieran and the Shire were close friends.

As the librarian of the Grand Library, every new magical tome that is created needs to be reported to him...

It could be said that every time Shire proposed those seemingly unorthodox yet groundbreaking ideas, Kieran was always the first direct victim...

Over time, he developed a resistance to Charles's astonishing ideas...

Even when that "pseudo-star" was born, he was able to remain calm and prepared.

However, this paper is different from the previous ones...

Even Kieran, who had endured so much torture from Ciel, felt his heart couldn't take it...

He had only seen a small portion of it, yet he already sensed signs of impending collapse in his spiritual ocean and cognitive world.

Thus, Kieran could only rely on Shar's "Mindfulness" spell sealed in the scroll, using the legendary mage's control over his own mind to forcibly sever the almost uncontrollable thoughts in his mental ocean.

As for the remaining papers...

Especially the conclusion of the paper... Kieran chose to give up reading it altogether, intending to watch and deduce it only after he was mentally prepared.

Kieran had a premonition—

If I were to read this entire paper now, the outcome probably wouldn't be good...

If Charles's previous ideas were merely bold and ambitious...

This paper, however, seems to be Pandora's box from mythology...

Once opened, what kind of chain reaction will it trigger, and what will the final result be...?

It's probably something no one could have predicted.

"Ugh--"

"Is that guy, Charles... really planning to announce this thing at the Arcane Council...?"

Kieran frowned and pondered for a long time.

He eventually wrote it himself, splitting Charles's manuscript into two parts.

The first part contains experimental data on blackbody radiation, as well as formulas derived from the mathematical methods used by Char.

The second part, however, is what Kieran never saw...

The derivation of the meaning behind the formula, and subsequent extended inferences.

After doing all this, Kieran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He then handed the two manuscripts to the staff member next to him who was in charge of operating the Arcane Council.

"Use my position as a judge to cut in line and publish these two parts of the article separately."

"Yes, Your Majesty Kiran."

The fifth-ring wizard nodded and took the manuscript from Kieran's hands.

Kieran watched silently as the staff member took the document and placed it in the queue for review.

There are many arcane papers and results that will be publicly presented and reviewed at the Arcane Council, so this staff member of the Fifth Ring only thought that this was a paper that was temporarily added to the review sequence.

Completely unaware...

In his hand, he actually held a bomb that could destroy half of the arcane world.

"Since it's inevitable..."

Kieran's sentiments were barely perceptible.

"So......"

"Let's at least give them some time to react and prepare themselves mentally..."

.......

"The opening ceremony has concluded... Now we move on to the main event of the entire Arcane Festival—"

"That is, the evaluation process for major arcane achievements over the past decade."

Inside the arcane hall, Aisveta lifted her pristine white gown.

As she introduced herself to the viewers in the live stream, she moved with graceful steps through the densely packed seats in the hall.

"I wonder how many new great arcane masters will emerge in this decade."

Aisveta originally wanted to go to the judges' panel to ask His Majesty Kieran about Ciel's movements, but seeing Kieran's unpleasant expression, she didn't ask the question.

She was still hoping to continue staking out Ciel based on the information provided by Kieran... so naturally she wouldn't be so tactless.

Relying on her near-legendary perception, Aisveta quickly found the seat marked with her name in the front row.

As a near-legendary wizard... although she hasn't been in the Black Tower for very long... Aisveta already considers herself a wizard.

She certainly wouldn't allow herself to miss the Arcane Council meeting.

at this time......

Suddenly, a series of hushed gasps rang out from the seats of the Arcane Hall.

Dark spatial cracks materialized in the void.

next moment--

A golden elf, dressed in a jet-black gothic gown, slowly emerged from the void, her long golden hair fluttering amidst the faint spatial storms.

"Lord of the Black Tower!"

"Your Majesty Vimers".

A series of small gasps of surprise rang out.

And the previously suppressed gasps of surprise...

Then, soon after...

The appearance of the three legendary mages, Sharl, Renata, and Akshia, brought the event to its climax.

.......

Charles was still wearing that simple mage robe, as if he had never changed it in the past few days.

In fact, he didn't need to replace it. Thanks to the "Self-Repair" and "Minor Cleansing" spells fixed to the mage's robe, it remained in brand-new condition no matter how long he wore it.

Just like a programmer's striped shirt, it remains unchanged through the ages.

In contrast to Ciel's simple and unadorned attire, Renata and Akshia were dressed much more formally and glamorously.