Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 313: Building a Spellcaster Academy

"Durte, are the alchemy apprentices and magic apprentices in your spellcaster academy doing well?"

Harvey asked with a smile while sitting in the school dean's office, holding a cup of hot tea.

Durt rubbed his hands awkwardly, looking ashamed as he said, "Sir, the Spellcaster Academy currently only has seventy-six alchemy and magic apprentices, divided among the three classes of alchemy, magic, and potions. Due to a shortage of magic teachers, Durt, Chris, Egno, and I are currently teaching part-time..."

Children with spellcasting talent among the local residents of the Pioneer Territory account for less than one-third of this group of apprentices. This is also what has been worrying and driving Durt crazy. Normally, after receiving enlightenment education, at least one in a thousand children with spellcasting talent can be selected. A principality capital like Jinhui City with a population of more than 30,000 to 50,000 and surrounding towns can easily fill a small Federation Kilometer Magic Academy, which is enough to train hundreds of formal spellcasting apprentices for the Federation.

But here in the pioneering territory of the northern wilderness, among the population of more than 20,000, there are not even enough children to form a magic enlightenment class of 30 people. It is impossible that there is something wrong with the physical fitness of these native wilderness civilians. After all, there are many new immigrants among them who originally lived in the southern border.

"Could it be that my method of discovering and testing their spellcasting talents is wrong?" Durt almost doubted his past experience. "But this is clearly the testing method the Federation has used for centuries... the mental and magical tolerance test..."

Harvey couldn't help but think of his own experience as a young boy, when he received his initial magical education from the palace spellcaster advisor. As soon as he turned eight, he could take a talent test by using magic potions and mental frequency coordinators. Once he turned fifteen, if he still couldn't tolerate magic potions or activate mental frequency coordinators, it could be said that he would have no chance of learning magic in this life.

"Don't worry for now... The children in the pioneer territory have just escaped poverty for a few years. Many of them have ancestors who were illiterate for generations. It is indeed difficult to immediately discover the talented spellcaster apprentices among them." Harvey comforted him in a gentle voice.

Durt breathed a sigh of relief and said worriedly, "I originally thought that the establishment of the Spellcaster Academy would provide some apprentice trainees for the Alchemy Laboratory, the Medical Institute, and the Magic Arsenal, which have always been short of magical talent. Who knew..."

He was too embarrassed to bring it up. At the moment, when the Magic Military Factory encountered experimental research and development work, it often had to rely on Lord Harvey to personally lead a group of high-level spellcasters in the territory to carry out repetitive testing experiments that only magic apprentices could complete.

"I've already made arrangements for this. Our own talent pool isn't sufficient, so we'll import it from outside!" Harvey said with a smile, undeterred. "I've already sent letters to the dwarves and elves, inviting them to send us some talented young men from their tribes. We'll provide them with an introductory magical education, and they'll repay us with five to eight years of service to the territory..."

Durt was stunned for a moment, nearly jumping up in shock. "My Lord! Aliens cannot learn human magic. This... this is a traditional rule established since the ancient Magic Council!"

Harvey rolled his eyes and said angrily, "What bullshit rules! Humans can't just take in hybrid elves! Look, isn't Egno staying well in the territory?"

Durt, a former official member of the Federation, trembled as he said, "The Federation might turn a blind eye to your collaboratorship, but if the Magic Council of the Seven Wizarding Kingdoms knew about it, they would drown us with spit alone."

Harvey waved his hand nonchalantly, saying, "Don't worry about that. I have my own solutions and coordination methods... All you need to do now is make preparations and arrange for the upcoming group of foreign magic students."

The Magic Council of the Seven Wizarding Kingdoms? Many of their core high-ranking members are still hoping to gain more points in my Magic Network Spellcaster Forum, so that they can get more members from their faction and gain more benefits...

Durt pursed his lips and stopped trying to forcefully argue with the lord about these ancient and backward traditional issues. After all, his life was saved by the lord, and the Saint Valen branch of the Federation no longer existed under the attack of the church and the nobles. Holding on to this powerful high-level spellcaster who had a close relationship with his uncle was the greatest help and hope for his future advancement in magic.

"Then... how should I arrange for these alien spellcasting apprentices?"

"Haven't you divided the subjects into three areas: alchemy, spellcasting, and potions? Just follow the same method of selecting human magic apprentices, test their respective talents, and then separate them into different classes..."

Durt's mood calmed down considerably, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing. "My Lord, don't you know? The dwarves' racial magical talent is limited to the ability to channel, absorb, and cast earth elemental magic... The elves are similarly only able to sense the natural elements within the magic web. This is why we human spellcasters disparagingly call them magical dwarfs..."

As he spoke, he carefully glanced at the door of the dean's office, fearing that if he wasn't careful, the hybrid elf Egno would rush in and beat him up.

"Ah? Is that so?" Harvey scratched his head awkwardly. "When I was at the magic academy... I don't think I learned any common sense about alien races..."

He was also a little embarrassed. After all, the Undead Magic Academy was a typical unpopular "fake school" among the many spellcaster academies in the Southern Continent. Both the teaching quality and the faculty configuration were poor. Many advanced magic subjects were not offered separately, and the main focus was on dealing with "cadaver teachers".

"But we'll offer two separate subjects. Chris will be responsible for teaching the dwarven spellcasting apprentices, and Egno... will be responsible for teaching the elven apprentices."

Durt said cautiously, "Egno is... a half-elf. Would he be reluctant to teach these... elven apprentices who used to hate and despise his half-blood identity?"

Harvey immediately recalled the scene when he rescued Egno, and how he often let his hair down to cover up his broken pointed ears, and felt a little emotional.

"Ah... That's a problem. It's really not easy to get him to repay kindness with evil. I'll go and persuade him myself. If that doesn't work, I'll let Asdalen teach him personally."

Anyway, for him, this group of alien magic apprentices is more for establishing a close cooperative relationship with the elves and dwarves in the Spellcaster Forum, so as to balance the current situation in the forum dominated by the Federation faction. By the way, he can also gain a group of ready-made magic apprentices to provide five to eight years of free labor for his own pioneering territory.

As for how much they can learn and how much they can take back from you, it all depends on your mood and their subsequent performance.

(End of this chapter)