"Professor Lynn, where on earth were youst night? I had thought about discussing today’s topics with you, but after waiting for over an hour, you didn’t return."


    In front of the hall at the Greenor City magic conference, Philip spoke with a hint ofint. He had been busy all afternoon and evening yesterday just to help Lynn win the debate.


    "I went to look for Lord Harrov to verify a theory," Lynn continued.


    "And then? Did you meet that lord?" Philip asked curiously.


    "No, I didn’t. In fact, I was outright stopped at the door," Lynn answered smoothly.


    "That’s normal though. Even Master Helram would need to schedule an appointment in advance to meet this legendary wizard." Philipughed. Harrov was famously obsessed with his research, and it was no surprise that Lynn’s impromptu visit was rebuffed.


    Lynn shrugged his shoulders, not too concerned about the setback and turned to Johnny and the others to ask if they had prepared everything he needed. After receiving a positive response, he joined the group and entered the hall of the magic conference.


    It was a beautifully decorated auditorium,rge enough to amodate a thousand people. The red chairs were arranged in a circr, tiered fashion so even those sitting at the back could clearly see the debate happening at the center.


    Philip led Lynn and a few others to sit at a table designated for the Iyeta School.


    However, unlike before, this time they were seated further back. Philip knew this was due to the impact of Master Helram’s death—the Iyeta no longer had a great mage in its ranks.


    After the two had settled down, today’s conference quicklymenced.


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    Among those hosting the conference, Rafael and August were notably present.


    The first person to take the stage was a tall male wizard who, after nodding to a few great mages, looked toward the assembled wizards and began to speak.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, I am Yasosi, a Shaping Mage from the School of Sky and Winds. I will now demonstrate a new type of flying magic..."


    As he spoke, the male wizard turned around and, amid the screams of severaldies, took off his shirt, revealing his muscr back.


    A wave of magic rippled from his body as the muscles on his back began to transform near the shoulder des, stretching out to form a pair of huge wings, each three meters long, in front of the crowd.


    However, unlike birds’ wings, Yasosi’s transformed wings were bare, without feathers, more like a very thin, wide membrane.


    "These wings, modeled after the Bat Wing Transformation of bats, are extremely light and do not add much burden to the body. They can be very wide to support the entire body’s weight..."


    Yasosi briefly exined before vigorously pping his wings. After a few quick strides, he took off into the air and soared around the hall, eliciting a series of exmations.


    "A very intricate example of Shaping Magic, and the transformation is wless, but flying like that is too slow and too strenuous," Philip shook his head from the audience, not particrly impressed by the magic.


    Lynn also nodded, noting firstly that the human body is not light and flying by pping wings required a lot of physical strength, and secondly, this magic required a high skill level in Shaping Science.


    Those wizards who truly mastered Shaping Magic could consider transforming directly into a Gard Falcon to fly rather than simply conjuring a pair of wings.


    Just as both had suspected, after Yasosi finished exining the details of his magic research, the evaluations given by several senior wizards were not high, and it was ultimately categorized as an unpopr third-ring Shaping Magic.


    Yasosi stepped down from the stage amidst a series of sighs, knowing he had missed his chance at the Morning Star Medal this time.


    In the following hour, wizards from a dozen schools came up in session to expound on their newly discovered theories or newly created magic.


    Eventually, it was only a Magic Potion expert who, relying on a potion that could quickly replenish wizards’ physical strength, received much recognition from the senior wizards and was nominated for the Morning Star Medal.


    Taking advantage of the break, Philip also exined the three major awards of Wizard Land to Lynn.


    They are the Morning Star, Silver Moon, and Corona!


    The Morning Star targets those wizards who research and improve new magics, Magic Potions, and alchemical formations—are awarded several each year at the conference.


    However, not all magic counts, like the modified magic demonstrated by Yasosi, which due to its limited scope, didn’t even qualify for a nomination.


    The criteria for earning the Silver Moon Medal are even more stringent, and it is only awarded to wizards who have made exceptional contributions in a specific field of magic.


    Even Ad, the senior wizard who founded the theory of fire elements twenty years ago, did not receive a Silver Moon Medal because his theory had not been truly verified.


    As for the Corona Medal, it is the highest academic award in Wizard Land!


    Only those wizards who founded mainstream subjects and had a profound impact on the theoretical system of magic in Wizard Land could possibly be nominated for the Corona Medal!


    "If you can prove theary theory in the debate and correct the star chart of the Prophecy School, maybe you could win a Silver Moon Medal..." said Philip, both hopeful and excited.


    The Silver Moon Medal, an honor only a rare few senior wizards could obtain. Not even the Yeta School had achieved such high honor during Helram’s lifetime.


    Lynn, however, wasn’t concerned about the awards but turned his head to look at the Prophecy School’s seats on the right side. Several male and female wizards had already stood up and were walking toward the stage.


    The leader, wearing a gray robe, had a somewhat gaunt face with sunken eyes, looking as if he hadn’t slept for several nights. However, he was extremely spirited, looking at the crowd with an elevated tone of voice.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, masters all, I am Ynd from the Prophecy School. However, today I am not here to expound on new astronomical research findings but to express some doubts that I hope Mr. Lynn from outside Wizard Land can rify for us."


    Although Ynd’s words were not sharp, the confrontational tone was clear for everyone to hear.


    All the wizards turned their gaze toward Lynn, their faces sporting intrigued expressions. They all guessed that the Prophecy School was definitely going to publicly dispute Lynn’sary theory at this conference. They just didn’t know how he would respond...