Kamar-Taj's reforms were proceeding in an orderly fashion. Although Noah's reforms were extensive, and his starting point had been to make it easier for himself to slack off,
it had to be said that the stakes Noah had thrown out were truly tempting. That magic capable of creating "the future of mages" had already set every Archmage's heart racing. Moreover, some of Noah's reforms genuinely benefited Kamar-Taj's future.
As a result, the Archmages had no reason to refuse. Even Wong and Mordo, who opposed Noah running around everywhere, could only hold it in. The hand Noah had played this time was exceptionally good, leaving them unable to find any fault with it.
"You're really willing to give it up." After the meeting ended, Wong and Mordo found Noah. "You're actually willing to hand over a spell like that just to be freer? Is that really necessary?"
"Life is precious, love is dearer still. But for freedom's sake, both may be cast aside." Noah spread his hands with an amused look. "You've heard it, right? 'Freedom and Love,' written by Hungary's great poet Petőfi."
"Never heard of it. But you're not an ordinary person—you're the Sorcerer Supreme." Both Wong and Mordo shook their heads. Mordo spoke even more bluntly. "Why do this? Even if you're strengthening all of Kamar-Taj, I still think this magic should be passed down to future Sorcerer Supremes."
"Because I simply don't think that among all of you Archmages, including Master Hamilton, many of you would be able to learn this magic."
Noah's expression suddenly became somewhat inscrutable. "I know the power of this magic better than anyone. I relied on it to resist Dormammu back then. Its power is beyond imagination, and the difficulty of learning it is equally unbelievable."
Noah had no intention of hiding