Arcane Linguist

Chapter 84 Selection in progress
"The Power Word of Siris still has such a prospect?"

"Level 2~7...Level 7~9..."

"It looks pretty good."

In the lounge, the first round of voting was over, and the committee members who had been idle for a while used their screen projection skills to go online.

It turned out to be a bit unexpected, and found that some topics were being discussed on the magic net.

That was the news about Lunifus published in the "Arcane Bulletin".

Every selection is a time when gods fight, and even Lunifus failed to win the headlines.

After all, there isn't just one school of runes involved in the event.

However, Luneve's skin is fair and beautiful, and she is highly recognizable among the general public, and her popularity is also very strong.

Even if the announcement can only be published on the second edition, there are still a lot of attention and comments.

Many people learned about it through her.

Soon after, the Arcane Council, small conference room.

The "Constant Light Art" that condenses the magic power hangs high, like a lamp, shining brightly everywhere.

Well-dressed members of the committee, a group of alternate members who perform their duties here, special representatives and others sit around the middle seat, and a new round of selection for the Morning Star Award is going on in this solemn and dignified place like a congress.

Along with floating fairy spirits floating in the air like fish, new ballots landed on the table in front of everyone.

"Now the second round of selection begins..."

"Candidates for the Rune School: Gallo, Henry, Roland..."

Orvisto couldn't help but raise his lips slightly.

this kid!
Swain of his own school was eliminated in the first round, but Roland stayed.

However, such a result does not seem to be surprising.

In the shortlist, almost everyone has excellent results, but the probability of winning is very different.

It is inevitable that some people will deliberately promote Roland, who is not a threat, into the next round, and give the key competitor a hard job.

Some off-court factors other than arcane arts may also play a big role.

In this regard, the Arcane Committee's countermeasures are real-name voting and a lifetime responsibility system.

The current legendary mage on duty, such as His Excellency Antonia, also has the right to veto one vote to correct the "mistakes" of the committee.

From a mechanism point of view, the final decision must be the result of mutual checks and balances and mutual compromises of multiple forces, and it is also a collective consensus.

Orvisto had nothing to say, so he continued to choose Roland.

Soon, the results will come out.

"The second round of selection is over, and the results are saved. The Rune School... Gallo, Roland!"

"Ok?"

Orvisto had a slightly different expression.

This guy Roland actually squeezed out Henry, one of the favorites for the award.

There were also some unconcealable surprises in the venue.

"Henry's out!"

"Is it a selection accident? It shouldn't be..."

"Don't panic, the committee can review and check, and there are third and fourth rounds of re-election to correct errors..."

In the voice of whispering, Antonia asked the attendants to take out the votes of everyone, and take advantage of the temporary break to conduct a review check.

In Arterine, arcane is politics, and politics is arcane.

Under normal circumstances, arcane research is something that needs time to accumulate. The reserves of various knowledge, the concentration of resources, and the availability of technology, talents, and funds can produce results.

Therefore, the award itself also represents the resource inclination of the magic society to a certain extent.

The Henry that everyone talks about is a senior lecturer in the Iser Mage Tower. Although the arcanist level is only level six, he is widely recognized regardless of his background, teaching experience, arcane achievements, and moral contacts.

He is a candidate with a higher voice for the award, and he is worthy of review and re-election.

After the examination, Antonia discovered that the result turned out to be normal.

Since the beginning of this year, Henry has gradually become silent, lacking the high production efficiency of previous years.

His arcane achievements are not like Roland's, which belong to the basic research at the bottom, and can be fermented with time to become more fragrant.

More or less a little "out of breath".

With such a resume, there is no problem in supporting him to be promoted to high-ranking arcanist and alternate committee member, but he still lacks some protection in order to judge awards.

The reason why I feel that his voice is very high is because of the inertia of the previous few years.

But this year, several newcomers, including Roland from the Rune School, joined the nominations.

These will cost a lot of votes.

Leaving aside, only Lunephth and a group of high-ranking arcanists from the Iser area voted for Roland.

Antonia didn't know how to evaluate the interior of the Iser School for a while, so she just shook her head with a wry smile.

"The Kingdom of Iser, maybe it was in vain to charge for the Autodox School..."

The scattered votes killed many opponents. Gallo, who was originally ranked in the middle and upper reaches, was promoted, and his opponent was only Roland, who had just entered the arcane circle.

In this case, Gallo's chances of winning the prize were suddenly greatly improved.

"In any case, give Henry a chance to re-elect."

Antonia considered it and made a decision.

So, add him to the list again.

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"My lord mage, take the liberty to interrupt me."

Roland galloped on the (wooden) horse, recalling his past and present lives, when suddenly a middle-aged man wearing linen clothes and looking clean and tidy came to him and asked in fluent Atlantis.

"May I ask what song you hummed just now, the rhythm is really wonderful!"

"Oh? Is it wonderful?" Roland asked inexplicably.

"I've never heard such a strange ballad, it seems like a nursery rhyme, please forgive me?
And your language..."

"Oh, it's called The Family Song, and I just sang it in Siris."

It is the divine song that many children's toy rocking cars often play.

Roland couldn't say that he liked this Divine Comedy much, and even hated it a little.

But I don't know why, seeing similar scenes in this foreign country, I can't help being touched by the scene.

"So that's why, no wonder, it sounds like the pinyin of Siris!"

"You also know the spelling of Siris?"

"Of course, as a bard who travels everywhere, how could he not pay attention to this language that has become popular, but I have never heard of it being used for singing."

"You want to learn? I'll teach you." Roland said generously.

"What? This... is this true?" The middle-aged man asked in surprise.

"It's a small thing, so simple, come and sing with me.

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(End of this chapter)