Greetings, Mister Principal

Located in another office not far from Kanon's office, several mages were looking at the reviewer who was constantly twitching on the ground. This was Cologne François, the fourth-ring mage. A silver moon badge was pinned to the collar of his mage's robe, which was the symbol of the Pure Blood Faction.

The Pure Blood Faction derived from ancient magic and was an organization left by the bloodline mage in the modern mage. These mages advocated the purity of the bloodline and thought that teaching magic to non-magic families was a kind of sacrilege. Sometimes, some extreme pure-blood mages would even go as far as to commit a crime. Naturally, they would also be punished for their crime. But because most pure-blood families had a long history and were relatively stable, so the council acquiesced in their existence.

Corresponding to the pure-blood faction was the Mystic Faction, a group of people who believed that magic should remain mysterious to have power. Those things would be mentioned in the future.

At this moment, the magical energy of this normally young and energetic reviewer in front of them was flowing in an opposite direction in his body, causing the blood vessels inside his body to burst one after another. No one dared to step forward to help, because the violent magic was very likely to affect them as well and cause a chain of reaction.

"Get out of the way!"

Until Fleming hurried over, he stretched out a hand and grabbed Cologne's shoulder, and the magic energy was instantly poured into the young man's body immediately, trying to suppress the turbulent flow.

But it was too late. Unlike the storm that Kanon hadn't set off yet, at this moment, there was a tsunami that had already formed in this mage's body. Even Fleming had tried his best to stop it, it was still too late.

"Ah!"

With a scream, countless blood blossoms on Cologne's body, dyed the wool carpet and the entire office red. Finally, he stopped shaking and lay on the ground motionless.

Fleming stood up slowly and sighed slightly.

"I tried my best. Sigh, I could only barely save his life. It is really a shame."

The magic energy has left an indelible mark on Cologne's body. From the appearance, this young man, who used to be handsome, may have to wear a hood to hide his disfigured face. From the magic talent point of view, his magic power has been disturbed. His damaged body probably could no longer use magic.

In other words, the four-ring mage's magic career ended here.

"Send him to the hospital and inform his mentor and family."

After receiving the order, several mages immediately lifted Cologne to the hospital, while Fleming looked around the office and found no trace of malicious spells. Then he finally stopped his sight on the table.

It was a half-read, blood-stained paper.

Fleming came to the table and did not use his hands. Instead, he flipped through the thesis with the simple spell of the wizard's hand and saw the title of the thesis.

Analysis of the properties and compounds of the two new elements "Occles" and "Hydra" obtained by electrolysis of water, and several conjectures about combustion theory, Author: Reiner Ian Gray!

Reiner Ian Gray!

Fleming remembered the last paper that questioned the combustion theory. He didn't expect that it was less than a month before the other party submitted a new paper.

And the title looked so frightening.

He actually broke down water, one of the four basic elements. After the combustion theory, would he try to shake the cornerstone of the entire alchemical system this time?

Fleming did not open the thesis rashly, because he had vaguely realized that his student Kanon almost had a cognitive collapse because of reading this paper, and what happened to the hapless Cologne François just now was definitely also because of this paper.

Thinking of this, Fleming discovered another problem. As usual, each paper should be reviewed by three reviewers. Now that two of them have been found, would the third person also be in danger of cognitive collapse?

"Go and find out who else is reviewing this paper, and ask him to stop reviewing it immediately."

Fleming commanded the floating Crystal Worm, wanting to avoid the tragedy from happening again.

The crystal worm, which was obviously one size bigger, began to flash, and it was a while before it said in a muffled voice.

"The reviewers who were assigned to this paper are Kanon Arathor, Cologne François, and Bicester Ravel."

"Bicester Ravel? Take me to his office now."

Fleming's actions made the onlookers in the corridor feel a little strange. They didn't know what was going on, but they still let the Sixth-Ring Mage pass through.

Fortunately, this mage tower was basically stationed by alchemy-related mages, and the office of Bicester Ravel was on the fifth floor below.

The lucky guy was still busy enjoying the black tea, and the dangerous paper was lying at his desk has yet to be opened, so that when Fleming opened the door, Bicester almost spewed the tea out.

"Uh, sir, I, I..."

He tried to explain himself, thinking that Fleming was here to check if he was doing his job.

It must be said that Bicester only submitted a written application to join the mercury balance two days ago, and this was already his third application.

The Mercury Balance has a lofty status in the minds of the mages who focused on the alchemy system, because the Mercury Balance was an organization created by His Excellency Hornheim. Although now because of his status, His Excellency Hornheim was no longer a leader, but becoming a member of the Mercury Balance was still the biggest dream of alchemists.

So Bicester thought that Fleming recognized his talent and came to inspect his work. When he thought that it was over, he found that the mage's attention did not seem to be on him.

"Have you not started reviewing the paper today?"

Fleming asked, since Bicester seemed safe and sound, he must have not started reviewing the paper.

"Uh, Sir, I plan to start after drinking this cup of tea."

Bicester was dazed, and the thought of being caught loafing around came to his mind, making him feel very embarrassed.

"That's great."

Unexpectedly, Fleming nodded slightly, and then picked up a paper on his desk with the wizard's hand spell.

"The review process of this paper is terminated and will be handed over to the higher-level review committee. I have submitted an application to the review committee and you can check it later."

It was against the rules to take away papers that hadn't been reviewed. Therefore, Fleming had written a simple application during the process of coming here, which was to transfer the authority of reviewing papers from the three junior reviewers to the next level.

In fact, Fleming was still preparing to pass it on to an even higher level, because he now felt that perhaps only high-level mages could read this paper without causing cognitive collapse completely. If necessary, he would use Mercury Balance's authority to ask for assistance from that Excellency.

After Fleming explained, he hurriedly left, leaving Bicester with a confused face