Hill pinched his fingers gently and walked out with a stern, serious gait.
"Welcome to my realm." Hill stood at the front of the hall, surveyed the circle of standing mages, stood next to Fran and Adrian, and slightly nodded as he spoke, "I hope that all masters can do their best to find the method to identify the Abyss runes as soon as possible."
Hill looked at the row of mages bowing respectfully in front of him, feeling somewhat dazed, probably because he had advanced too quickly and was really not used to it.
"I hope to receive good news soon," he spoke again, "If there are any issues with the research, please consult Uncle Adrian.
For matters of daily life, Marsha will serve you to the best of her ability."
Marsha quietly appeared behind Hill and gave a curtsy to the mages.
"Then I must take my leave first," Hill simply said, then turned and walked back to the resting room.
If there were anyone who needed to meet him personally, Adrian would invite them in.
Unfortunately, seeing Adrian walk in alone, Hill was a bit perplexed, "What about the masters? Don’t I need to meet them individually?"
"The high-level mages haven’t arrived yet." Adrian sat opposite Hill and slowly began, "Many countries hope His Majesty the King would take your materials and share them with them.
His Majesty the King simply didn’t care at all and directly declared that the nobles’ property is inviolable, and he would not violate this most basic noble law.
Diodisio, that country, was furious behind the scenes, and they nearly went insane when they received this reply.
They wouldn’t dare to say where there was anything wrong with His Majesty the King’s statement.
But at His Majesty the King’s place, they had already received all the drawings and didn’t care about needing to have the actual objects.
Saral, the only Archmage focused on studying languages and runes, is now with the King.
The people from other countries are still watching and waiting.
The teacher doesn’t care about these things either; he actually prefers to do the research himself, but there’s no choice, choosing this place because it indeed is safer.
Anyway, we have already invited them, whether they come or not, and when they come, it’s no concern of ours now,"
Hill nodded slightly, "Then I’ll be going back, I won’t come over if there’s nothing important."
"No problem," Adrian said with a smile, "The teacher has already gone upstairs, and of course, you can leave as well.
I need to go out and see if anyone wants to place orders; many people are very interested in our alchemy equipment."
Hill tilted his head, "It seems, Uncle Adrian, you’re now planning to engage more with the secular world?"
"Yes," Adrian said with a smile, "Both of us are the same, what’s called suffering, is actually nothing in the eyes of many others.
Compared to a teacher who has traveled for many years, our horizons have just circulated around the nobles, lacking many insights.
But given the current environment, it also does not allow me to travel, so I might as well honestly do business for a few years."
"You need to start taking students first, right?" Hill asked with some confusion.
"Now, basically all the children have been sent to His Majesty the King’s school," Adrian said somewhat helplessly, "His Majesty the King is even sending children from the orphanages to study.
It’s very difficult to take apprentices anymore. We can only wait and see what those students turn out to be!"
Saral naturally didn’t have a large population.
Now, the common people almost all live by following His Majesty the King’s commands.
After the Space-Time Cathedral stopped running the literacy class, it turned into a combination of an orphanage and a retirement home.
The capable commoners have all found jobs in various factories.
Those unwilling to go to factories have been arranged by William to go and farm.
This mature mechanism has also begun to be implemented by William in two other countries.
William’s execution is truly strong, though unexpectedly it has stumped Adrian in this aspect.
Unable to take students he desired, Adrian could only keep himself busy.