I Pioneered Scientific Magic C.311: Lord Lynn: They Mean to Roast Me Over a Fire!

In the midst of July, under the scorching sun that hung high in the sky, the city of wizards, Greeneral, was bustling with an unparalleled fervor, casting away the shadows left by the apocalyptic sect that had lingered before.

The recent war in the capital of the Kingdom of Hadralata had become common knowledge, spreading far and wide through the Wizard's Daily. The council went on an extensive propaganda spree, hailing it as the initiation of the wizards' first battle against the Holy Church, a truly stirring victory!

This signified that henceforth, all wizards need not confine themselves to this island; there existed a broader world beyond.

Amidst this enthusiastic atmosphere, the annual academic symposium proceeded as planned. Giant airships descended gracefully from the sky, docking at the square in front of the Society of Mystical Arts.

The use of airships had become a trend in the land of wizards. Whether for convenience in travel or to flaunt prestige, various factions spared no expense in acquiring these colossal vessels.

The wizards and civilians of Greeneral had grown accustomed to this sight. Over the past year, they had witnessed these airships arriving and departing almost daily. What had once shocked them had now become an ordinary sight.

Raphael, the host of this symposium, had been waiting at the entrance with his retinue, ready to greet every wizard from different schools who arrived in Greeneral.

Due to Lord Lynn's accomplishment in the previous symposium—measuring the planet's circumference and validating the Earth's deviation force—those who had received word but failed to witness the experiment in person lamented their missed opportunity.

Consequently, the turnout this time was exceptionally high. Almost every wizard capable of movement had arrived. The council had to hastily expand the docking area for airships due to the overwhelming attendance.

Just as Raphael finished exchanging pleasantries with an old friend, his apprentice whispered to him.

"Master, isn't that the flag of the Society of Mystical Arts?"

Raphael's curiosity piqued, he turned to see a colossal airship hovering over the Society of Mystical Arts. Its massive balloon displayed a distinctive and conspicuous emblem—the mark of the Society of Mystical Arts, now universally recognized throughout the land of wizards.

"Welcome, Lord Lynn! It has been a while!"

Raphael briskly approached, embracing Lynn warmly as he descended from the airship. Then, as if struck by a revelation, Raphael exclaimed in astonishment, "Have you broken through to Grand Wizard?"

As a Grand Wizard himself, Raphael could sense the presence of the domain, immediately confirming that this young wizard before him had indeed taken that monumental step.

"Just fortunate, barely a week ago," Lynn responded with a smile.

"It seems I'll have to address you as Grand Master Lynn from now on!" Raphael remarked, acknowledging Lynn's exceptional talent. He had known that Lynn's breakthrough to Grand Wizard was only a matter of time, but the speed at which it happened astonished him.

It had only been a year since their last meeting. It appeared that the record for the youngest Grand Wizard in the land of wizards was about to be shattered again!

While Raphael was amazed, he did not forget his responsibilities. Another figure beside Lynn soon drew his attention.

"I wonder who this is?"

"Anthony, hailing from the Kingdom of Hadralata, also a member of the Society of Mystical Arts," Lynn introduced proactively.

Raphael's expression turned solemn. He had read about the recent war in the Wizard's Daily, where this name was mentioned. He was well aware that Anthony was a Hex Ring Grand Wizard proficient in electromagnetics. Given his affiliation with the Society of Mystical Arts, Raphael's estimation of him couldn't be overstated.

Thinking along these lines, Raphael warmly invited everyone inside, subtly probing for information about this unfamiliar Grand Wizard along the way.

The seasoned Anthony, however, adeptly evaded revealing anything significant. Despite Raphael's indirect inquiries, he gleaned one surprising detail—this Hex Ring Grand Wizard, a step away from being legendary, seemed to defer to Lynn.

Whenever some questions were posed to him, Anthony would glance toward Lynn for approval before answering.

Raphael immediately realized that Lynn's role within the Society of Mystical Arts wasn't as straightforward as claimed—a mere scholarly figure.

Could it be that Lynn was an apprentice of a legendary wizard or even the founder?

Raphael pondered silently, but his smile remained intact as he swiftly ushered everyone into the assembly hall.

As Lynn and company entered, wizards within the hall engaged in discussions, immediately surrounding them. Since his remarkable performance at the last symposium, Lynn had become the hottest magical prodigy in the entire land of wizards!

Especially upon learning of Lynn's ascension to Grand Wizard, praises and accolades echoed throughout the hall.

Lynn responded with a smile, but after half an hour, the smile had begun to stiffen. Endless flattery and compliments had worn his patience thin. He had to navigate through it all; otherwise, rumors of this arrogant rising star neglecting others might spread like wildfire across the land of wizards.

Being famous wasn’t always a good thing...

Deep in thought, Lynn only managed to break away from the crowd just before the symposium was about to commence. Guided by Raphael, they made their way to the seats reserved for the Iyeta faction.

Lynn keenly observed that their position was noticeably closer to the front than before—just behind the factions established by legendary councilors, such as the Prophecy Guild and Alchemy Association.

The 𝘮ost uptodat𝑒 novels are pub𝙡ished on freeweɓnovēl.coɱ.

While this was indeed an honor, it also meant being put in the spotlight. If Iyeta's performance this time was less than satisfactory, it might invite whispers and criticisms behind their backs.

"Everyone, please settle down!" From the platform in the hall, Grand Wizard Sanchez cleared his throat, using amplification magic to carry his voice to every corner, quieting the noisy discussions.

"Welcome, all, to Greeneral, for this year's academic symposium!"

"In the past week, the council has received over seventy proposals on magical theories, several times more than usual. Hence, this symposium will last for three days, divided into three sessions, each taking place at noon..."

Sanchez briefly outlined the conference's schedule and changes. Then, he suddenly turned his gaze toward Lynn, emphasizing his words with a raised tone.

"Moreover, this year's symposium requires an additional adjudicator... none other than Grand Master Lynn of the Iyeta faction!"

>

Unlock exclusive early access to The Complete Novel (All the chapters) before anyone else by becoming a valued member of my Patreon community.

As a cherished member of our Patreon community, here is what you'll get:

For just $5, you'll receive:

Don't let this amazing opportunity slip through your fingers!freewebnσvel.cѳm