Although there were some minor issues between Eriri and Kurumi, everyone else got along very well, and everyone had a great time at both the dinner and the night carnival at the amusement park.
Especially Tianzi and Shaduzi, they were having so much fun that they almost forgot about their hometown. If Tianzi didn't have to deal with the affairs of the Chinese Federation, she would have wanted to live in Tiandao Palace and never go back.
Fortunately, Fang Zheng gave everyone a personal terminal. With this terminal, they can be directly teleported to Tiandao Palace, which can also resolve the resentment of those who cannot come to Tiandao Palace anytime and anywhere.
What Fang Zheng didn't expect was that when the carnival ended, Colette came to him.
"I heard you're going to start a magical girl school?"
The Chief of the Necromancer Department is very well-informed, or it can be said that there is nothing in the entire White Tower that she doesn't know.
"That's right."
"Magical girl...how is this different from a normal mage apprentice?"
Colette said that she, like someone else, was confused about what this operation was, while Fang Zheng thought about it for a moment and then spoke.
"Magical girls are contract-based... Ordinary magic needs to be learned before it can be used. But magical girls need to make a contract before they can tap into the power within their bodies. So unlike ordinary mages, the process of magical girls becoming stronger is a process of constantly tapping into the potential within their bodies."
"Sounds like the same character as those warlocks."
Although both are spellcasters, mages and warlocks dislike each other because warlocks rely on tapping into their own blood to gain power, so they always laugh at mages for still needing to learn. Mages, on the other hand, believe that warlocks are upstarts who are unlearned and have relied on the good deeds of their ancestors to get rich.
After all, if one of your great-grandmothers had not been killed by a dragon, how could you possibly have the blood of a dragon?
As soon as these words were spoken, both parties basically made an appointment to have a fight.
"So what are the requirements to become a magical girl? There must be some characteristics."
"Um……"
After hearing Colette's question, Fang Zheng was silent for a moment.
"Simple and kind."
“Huh?”
However, this time, Colette was stunned.
"What kind of condition is this?"
"This is the truth. If you want to become a magical girl, it has nothing to do with what kind of talent you have, and it has nothing to do with whether you were born a noble or a commoner. What matters is that you have a kind heart."
"This is quite fair in a way."
This time, Colette didn't say anything about Fang Zheng's answer. If you said this in a scientific world, you would probably be regarded as a psychopath. But in the main world, this kind of thing has happened before. For example, in mythology, it is often said that kind-hearted people will be given the power of God, and some evil people will be seduced by the devil and become accomplices of evil forces.
For example, if Hell wants to recruit people in the main world, it can directly put up a recruitment notice [Due to the heavy consumption of bloody battles, we now need several cannon fodders. We require cold-blooded and ruthless people who like to kill and obey the command and dispatch of superiors. The contact method is to kill the person closest to you and use his flesh and blood to create a summoning array. This legion has generous treatment, no annual leave, and no resignation. If you are interested, please contact the lord of the first layer of Hell...]
Colette was already tired of seeing the fallen cultists who had signed a contract with hell for some reason and gained evil powers. Fang Zheng's request was just a replica of that, so it was nothing surprising.
but……
"You should take this to the temple. We are mages."
Colette still found it a bit strange. After all, this looked like the selection process for a paladin or a priest. Shouldn't this kind of thing be done in the temple?
However, Fang Zheng's answer was also very direct.
"I am the Paladin."
“…”
Come to think of it, Colette had forgotten that Fang Zheng was once a paladin studying in the Mage Tower.
"All right."
Colette also spread her hands helplessly. What else could she say? After all, this proposal was originally made by the eight chiefs. To put it bluntly, it was just a pretext for the Magic Kingdom to tie itself to the Heavenly Dao Palace. So no matter what Fang Zheng came up with, they had no choice but to accept it.
but……
“People change.”
Before leaving, Colette said one more thing to Fang Zheng.
“When they are young, perhaps not every child thinks that this world is a paradise, but when they grow up, few people will think that this world is a paradise.”
“There are always kind people.”
Fang Zheng also understood what Colette meant. After all, the requirement of a kind heart was very vague. And as Colette said, when children are young, they may think that this world is a paradise, but when they grow up, they will encounter setbacks and get hurt. By that time, perhaps not everyone will still be kind.
But there are still kind people after all.
It’s like what people often say on the Internet: bad people get older and old people get worse. There are overwhelming complaints about old people occupying basketball courts to dance square dances and disturbing others, but when people take public buses, there are still people who give up their seats to the elderly.
"Since you have an idea, that's good."
After hearing what Fang Zheng said, Colette didn't say anything more. She came to Fang Zheng this time mainly because she felt that Fang Zheng's proposal was unreliable. After all, although it was the Magic Country that took the initiative to approach them, you can't fool them too much. Now it seems that Fang Zheng is not perfunctory, but has his own ideas.
In that case, Colette didn't say anything else, but before leaving, she gave a special reminder.
"In that case, you'd better be ready to come to the White Tower in five days."
"What's the matter?"
Fang Zheng was stunned when he heard Colette's reminder, and Colette nodded.
"Yes, there will be a competition in the White Tower in five days... To put it bluntly, each faction will send a few representative disciples to compete with each other. Although I am not interested in this, if your faction wants to make a name for itself in the Kingdom of Magic, then this competition is a good start. After all, it will be broadcast live nationwide in the Kingdom of Magic."
"I see. I understand."
After hearing what Colette said, Fang Zheng immediately understood what she meant and nodded. It was obvious that this kind of competition was really suitable for him. After all, Fang Zheng's goal was to train more magical girls to increase his power of faith. Having such a channel for advertising was much better than spending money to put up billboards in various cities in the Magic Kingdom, wasn't it?
But before that, Fang Zheng still wanted to ask something clearly.
"I want to ask, does the competition...need to end in time?"
"hehe."
As the chief of the necromancy department who has lived for thousands of years, how could Colette not understand what Fang Zheng meant.
"If you really have confidence in your girls, just let them come. The boys in the White Tower are all young and old, and it's time to let them know that there are always people who are better than you."
You're old...well, you're quite old.
Fang Zheng was speechless as he looked at the head of the necromancy department who was about the same age as Latifa. After all, the other party was much older than him. Strictly speaking, everyone in the White Tower was probably her grandson... well, in any sense of the word.
But since Colette said so, Fang Zheng knew what to do.
The White Pagoda is still the White Pagoda, and the people coming in and out every day are no different from before. However, whether for Fang Zheng or others, this is a very fresh place.
"Is this the place where you learn magic, Sensei?"
Looking at the white tower in front of them, Xiaoying asked curiously, and Fang Zheng nodded.
"Yes, this is where the most gifted in magic gather. Simply put, you can think of this place as the university of the magic world on the continent."
"Wow... I always feel like everyone is looking at us, so embarrassing..."
Illya turned her head left and right, looking at the people around her and whispered. This is no wonder, after all, this is a school of mages, and people coming and going, both men and women, are wearing mage robes. And Illya and the others are wearing everyday clothes. Of course, if this kind of clothing is in the ordinary modern world, it would not feel out of place at all, but in this place where everyone is wearing mage robes, it is very conspicuous.
Not to mention Fang Zheng and a few girls. The boy was handsome and the girls were petite and cute, so they would naturally attract the attention of other mages.
"Ah, Mr. Fang Zheng, sorry to have kept you waiting."
At this moment, Mary and Delian also ran out of the White Tower and greeted Fang Zheng.
Although Colette said it was just a small competition, it was obviously not the case. From the fact that Mary and Delian, who were originally part of the delegation, were called back, it was clear that it was not just a small competition. In fact, Mary and Delian also returned to the White Tower with Fang Zheng on the warship. They had entered the White Tower to handle the formalities before, and only now completed them.
"Excuse me, have you successfully registered?"
"certainly."
Mary nodded. Although Fang Zheng was nominally a White Tower mage, he was not familiar with the registration process and steps, so he entrusted Mary to handle it. Mary was naturally very familiar with this matter and completed it quickly.
After all, his mentor was the kind of guy who would starve to death if he wasn't watching him eat. If Mary hadn't helped, he would have died in the Mage Tower long ago.
But then again, I haven’t been back for such a long time, and I don’t know whether my mentor has died or not.
If he died, the world would be at peace.
Mary sighed silently in her heart and then smiled at Fang Zheng.
"plz follow me."