Donovan Pollach Preszel
What happened in the element understanding class quickly spread throughout the academy.
Among them, the content that came to mind the most was about Leon’s remarks.
‘Forget the gods. The truth is right before your eyes.’
Leon only referred to the phenomenon unfolding before his eyes as ‘truth’, but the rumors grew even more as the teacher misunderstood Leon’s words and called himself ‘truth’.
Hence the name ‘The Demonic Genius’.
Leon couldn’t help but laugh at that nickname.
Originally, the name was because it was a nickname given to Vincent Bionell, a genius alchemist who succeeded in making a pure potion.
My name is Vincent Bionell, an alchemist of demonic talent.
It is also true that the original potion was something that could not be made without holy water, so the Order of Water was able to flourish throughout the continent. From my point of view, this was not the only loss.
Therefore, making potions using weeds that were rolling on the floor toward Vincent Bionell, who developed the Pure Potion, was criticized as a blasphemy and demonic act as an act of tarnishing the name of the sea goddess Primiti.
However, such accusations of the clergy led to the elevation of his reputation.
Everyone praised Vincent Bionell as an alchemist with demonic talents.
Not to mention, the potion he made brought a very big turning point in the war against the Demon Realm.
The price fell and the potion was rather high in efficacy, which greatly reduced the number of victims on the battlefield, so it was highly praised not only by the soldiers who fought directly with the monsters, but also by the knights and wizards.
‘That Vincent Bionell is now Aria’s classmate.’
Vincent Bionell’s development of Pure Potion is a story five years from now.
If I could get in touch with him before that and recruit him as a teammate, it would be of great help to Leon’s plans in the future.
However, despite Leon’s efforts, the academy still did not allow Leon to advance.
But Leon didn’t care.
Because I thought it might be like this from the beginning anyway.
Leon is an ordinary bastard with no backbone.
No matter how much he proved his superior ability, he was guessing that if there was no benefit for them by skipping Leon, he might leave Leon alone.
So Leon had other plans in mind early on.
“veronica. Did you bring what I ordered?”
“yes. Here it is. master.”
It was the principal that Leon looked at.
The faculty members of the academy are the president who oversees the faculty of the academy, the head of the department in charge of the Knights Faculty and the Magic Department, the principal who supervises and supervises the elementary, middle, and high schools that exist three in each department, and actually conducts classes. It is divided into full professors, associate professors, assistant professors, and teachers.
Before entering the academy, Leon had already contacted the information guild, collected all the information of the faculty and staff, and had researched in advance who could help him pass his grade.
Among them, the most probable was Donovan Polark Pressel, Viscount Donovan Polark, the headmaster who supervised the elementary school of the Magic Department.
The title of Viscount (子爵) is, as its name suggests, a noble who has the position of a subject who serves other nobles.
A position where the right of succession was recognized to pass on the same enlisted titles and titles as the Knights and Wizards he founded in recognition of the military training accumulated by knights or wizards belonging to semi-nobles.
However, unlike other nobles, they are not given fiefs to rule themselves.
The only reason why a viscount who has no feuds to rule by himself is given a higher rank than a baron who has both enlisted soldiers and feudal lords is that the position of viscount is only because of the position of a vassal serving noble nobles such as dukes, marquis, and counts.
Putting them in the background would allow him to wield more authority than the baron.
But Viscount Donovan Pollach Pressel had no master yet to serve.
If so, can’t he recruit him as his servant?
Leon looked at his past and saw it as possible.
As soon as Leon finished his calculations, he requested an interview with Principal Preschell.
“You asked me for an interview. What the hell is going on?”
“It is an honor to meet you like this first. I am an avid reader of the headmaster.”
“Are you an addict? Have you read the magic book I wrote?”
“I was introduced to magic through ‘The Correlation between Magical Power and Spirit,’ a magic book written by Principal Preschell.”
“I couldn’t even make a few copies of it because it wasn’t popular, but I also got a Yongke. This time, rumors are circulating among the faculty that you have changed one of the rules that were believed to be the truth of temple novels. How about a genius like you? Was my book worth reading?”
Leon raised his gaze and looked at Principal Preszel’s expression.
It was because he couldn’t tell if his words were meant to sarcastic Leon or if he was genuinely curious about what Leon thought of his book.
But it was not easy to read his emotions on his face full of years.
“I think Principal Preszel’s magic book is a rare practical theory book in the world.”
“A practical theory book?”
“I have read many books that call themselves magic books, but when I opened the lid, I saw a lot of cases where there was no real value. On the other hand, the headmaster’s magic book was faithful to the content of how our mind can feel and move magic, along with the hypotheses about how to feel and move magic.”
“ha ha ha! I’m ashamed. Since I’ve been sitting at the head of the elementary school for a long time, I often noticed such basic things. Thanks to this, self-proclaimed critics rated it as ‘a book that talked about the facts that everyone knows’, so it was not popular with wizards, who are the main customers of magic books.”
“It’s not like that.”
“You really think so?”
Leon nodded with conviction.
The hypotheses contained in his magic book were the theories that Leon reincarnated into a binary form and was often referred to and helped a lot when researching quantum magic.
If Leon had a teacher, it could be said that Donovan Pollach Preszel, who wrote the magic book, was Leon’s only teacher.
“I am so proud of you that you think so.”
Preszel looked at Leon with a satisfied smile on her face.
However, Leon didn’t come here to freeze him and each other with a smile.
“But are you satisfied with the present reality?”
“what?”
“Why are so many magic books so glamorous on the outside?”
Leon’s question changed Donovan’s expression.
Because that was what Donovan had devoted his whole life to correcting it.
But no one had ever asked Donovan such a question.
Could this little boy know the truth that Donovan reached when he was over 30?
“Do you know why?”
“The wizards are selfish and closed-minded. Many wizards seek the truth and realize new facts every minute, but they want to keep all the truths as their own. It was hidden in a precious treasure chest and filled countless times with hard locks. Because knowledge is power.”
Knowledge is power.
The famous Francis Bacon quote changed Donovan’s mind.
What he is dealing with now is not a young student called a genius.
A wise man with dizziness in his heart.
If so, it would be right to treat him not as the headmaster of the Donovando Academy, but as a wizard who has devoted his life to magic.
“okay. Because knowledge is power. Wizards do not share the truth because in order to become stronger than others, only you must know the truth that others do not know.”
That was the reason why the magic books in this world were splendid on the outside.
“When a wizard writes a magic book, the magic tower to which the wizard belongs reviews the contents. And if it contains a practical theory that should not be known to commoners or people of lower status, it will be censored. Because knowledge is power, knowledge that can disturb our current social status must be controlled. For a thousand years since the tower was built in this world, such customs have continued, and the science of magic has already been standing still for a thousand years, isn’t it?”
Of course, Headmaster Preschell was already deeply aware of that fact.
You can tell just by looking at his magic book.
The theory covered by the magic book was a basic theory that everyone already knew, so it was judged that there was no need to crack down on the magic tower.
Even while carrying the disgrace of being a ‘magic who bluntly talks about the facts everyone knows’, he unfolded a truly substantial magic book.
“Why are you saying that to me?”
Principal Preschell was now looking at Leon with suspicion.
Not to mention, no one knew that he was secretly dreaming of a revolution in magic civilization against the will of the magic tower.
He wondered if it was some sort of spy that Leon sent from the tower.
As much as that, the words that came out of Leon’s mouth were touching the core of the mage society, which it is difficult to think of as just the words of an 11-year-old child.
Besides, Leon is from the Marquis Parostel family.
A child of the Marquis Farostel who rules the Tower of Fire.
As such, it is inevitable that Principal Preschell is wary of Leon.
But Leon said strongly.
“Because I agree with you.”
“…what do you know?”
Principal Preschell was an omniscient figure.
Viscount Donovan Polark Preszel was originally born into the Count Pollack family.
However, his family fell into the hands of the demon realm due to the war with the demon realm and was destroyed.
Donovan was the only survivor of the lineage of the Polak Demon family, and all of the vassals of the family were either killed by the demons or ran away and disappeared.
Naturally, the young Donovan, who survived alone, was deprived of the heir to the nobility because he had no power to rebuild the family.
It became what is often called a fallen aristocrat.
The only thing Donovan had left was the non-magical books of the Polark Magician family, which he brought with him even while he was running away in a hurry. it was committed
The status that he had accumulated on the battlefield and obtained only through his own ability was the surname Preszel and the title of Viscount, which was bestowed upon him by the king.
However, Donovan, who had been fighting on the battlefield for 20 years, realized.
In the end, the fact that one human cannot change the tilting war situation.
The Philo Kingdom desperately resisted the demon realm, but the borders continued to crumble, and the defeat only gradually deepened.
Then why the hell do we have to lose?
After searching for the cause, I finally figured it out.
The reality of the selfish and closed magic tower.
A rotten organization while united with evil habits to hide, crack down on, and control the truth.
If they had put any effort into the advancement of magic, they only realized that the situation would not have been as simple as it is now.
Thus, Donovan withdrew from the battlefield and threw himself into the academy to change the customs of the magic tower and to train future successors.
Of course, it didn’t work very well.
Leon had also seen numerous defeats on the battlefield, so he could well guess his feelings.
“Here is a summary of the truths I uncovered in the element understanding class so that you can understand them.”
Leon presented Donovan with documents that clearly recorded the concept of atoms, the bonding method of molecules, and the fact that water is a molecule made by combining two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom, and that oxygen and hydrogen are the source of fire.
“Hey, this is…!”
Principal Preszel understood it as soon as he saw it.
Leon was not sent from the tower.
No, in the first place, these knowledges are not theories of this world.
If a certain tower had monopolized this knowledge, that tower would have grown into a power that ruled this world.
Indeed, knowledge that could bring about a revolution in the future of mage civilization.
“Uh, why are you giving me such a huge thing…”
“no.”
Leon made eye contact with Principal Preszel, who held the papers dearly, in case they ever dropped them, and said.
“That knowledge is nothing compared to the other knowledge I know.”
Preszel barely remembered.
The fact that the opponent is called a demonic genius.
In fact, it was not uncommon for priests to criticize wizards and alchemists for their skills.
Principal Preschell didn’t think this was too different from him.
For an elementary school student who is only 11 years old, he thought it was too much of a demonic genius.
Of course, it is a great thing to change one of the temple novels that were considered to be the true truth, but it is a product of coincidence.
It was thought that it would be impossible to organize it into one definitive theory.
However, this knowledge, organized into theories that anyone could understand, proved that Leon did not cause this result by accident.
But that had to give Preszel a great sense of incongruity.
Leon brought only a few papers at best, but Preszel could feel just how sophisticated the theory was.
To be able to arrange such a theory so simply and clearly meant that he was confident in his own theory.
Confidence that has been studied and proven for so long that there is no longer any doubt about it.
But the opponent is not yet a young boy.
Perhaps, perhaps, but perhaps, he had no choice but to doubt whether it was the knowledge he had obtained through a contract with the devil.
Even as Preszel’s face stiffened, Leon continued to convince him.
“I think the current magic world is going wrong. It’s undeniable that magic hasn’t made much progress in over a thousand years. But I have a lot of knowledge that can change the world of magic in the future. The ability to become a new storm in my own right, breaking all the old conventions and creating new things out of nothing.”
At Leon’s words, Principal Preszel’s eyes began to change from astonishment to awe.
The clue of the task he had devoted his life to was in front of his eyes.
“Serve me. Then I will pass on my knowledge, the theory of quantum magic, to you.”
Principal Preschell hesitated for a moment as he looked at Leon’s outstretched hand.
He wondered if the little hand he was trying to hold right now was the devil’s hand.
Because the words Leon suggested were so sweet that they couldn’t be beat.
But he soon reached out his trembling hand and took Leon’s hand.
“It doesn’t matter if you are a demon or a god. If I could put an end to my old dreams, I would give my old and ugly soul as much as I could.”
Principal Preschell soon sat down with his knees on the ground and swore allegiance to Leon.