A promotion

Eleanor's situation was different from Fran's. She had to pull a lot of strings within the School before she finally took over as the head of the Territory Mage Working Group.

After the assessment was over, apart from Fran's contribution as the original author, most of the credit should naturally be attributed to Eleanor.

After all, although the work is done by the subordinates, the leader's ability to recognize talent and give full play to their abilities is also a credit to the leader.

Furthermore, if it truly fails, the risk will fall on the leadership... at least within the context of the Territory Mage Working Group. If things don't go well in the end, Eleanor will be the one to shoulder the blame.

Therefore, Eleanor naturally had outstanding achievements. At this point, the Law School was unlikely to parachute a new leader to her Territory Mage Department, so the final ministerial responsibility fell to Eleanor.

Eleanor had really wanted this position before, but now she probably wants to leave, but she just can't seem to leave.

The reason is simple: the Law School is unwilling to give up the hard-won position of Minister of the Territory Mage.

Although this department is likely to be sidelined for a while now, who can say what will happen in ten or twenty years?

For the Alliance, this is enough for many things to happen. It's even possible that the Alliance will be invincible during this period, conquering vast amounts of land, and will also need to replenish a large number of Profession due to the war.

That's when the Territory Mage Department comes into play.

Therefore, the Law School could not possibly allow its own people to take this position, nor could it allow someone else from within the School to replace them.

Firstly, everyone's not stupid. This position clearly requires a Third Order Mage. Would Third Order Mage be so foolish as to sit on the sidelines for over a decade?

Secondly, Eleanor's prestige has risen considerably because of this success. After all, Eleanor's abilities have been proven, while mages in other territories haven't even had the opportunity to be proven.

The High-Order Mage of the Law School would naturally not send up a Third Order Mage who knew nothing, as that would be completely against their interests.

So in the end, Eleanor was stuck in that department; she couldn't leave.

Because as soon as she expressed her desire to leave, the Fourth Order Mage above would take turns communicating with her to talk to her.

What do you mean, "This position was hard-won by the School of thought"? "I'm not comfortable with someone else taking this position"? "Gold always shines; I believe in your abilities."

In short, there is still a series of pressures, and if she really leaves this position, the supply of resources will also be reduced.

So Eleanor had no choice but to accept reality and watch helplessly as Fran and most of the other team members went to other posts.

Outside White Dragon Port, in a temporary Base Camp jointly set up by various departments.

The sturdy door was knocked on three times, but it seemed that some parts were not properly secured when the temporary dwelling was built.

So even a slight vibration, when it's transmitted throughout the house, becomes a series of unpleasant rattles.

The Second Order Mage Zane listened to the noise that had been ringing out frequently lately, his eyes filled with displeasure. He wondered why those Construct School mages hadn't arrived yet; how long had it been since he submitted his work order?

The knocking sounded again, as if the person outside wanted to know if anyone was inside.

Zane scratched his head, raised his wrinkled face, and a deep, hoarse voice came from it.

"Come in."

Fran slowly approached, closing the door behind her, and began to examine everything inside the house.

The house was very messy, with various colored linen used to wrap things everywhere, and all sorts of magical devices piled up on the tables and in the corners.

This is the Third Temporary Inspection Group of the Small Magic Device Division, under the Logistics Headquarters the Battle Mage Corps Commanders' Council.

It sounds a bit convoluted, but that's how it really is. Fran was unsurprisingly assigned to a Logistics Department.

This Third Temporary Inspection Office was even set up just three days ago by the Small Magic Device Division, specifically to check the current status of the magic devices in the inventory.

After the fall of Number Three Floating City, even without any instructions from the Council, the Command Council knew it was time to prepare for war.

As a result, all departments under the Command Council began various inspection operations, and many Temporary Inspection Office were set up for this purpose.

These Temporary Inspection Office will recruit a large number of people. After completing their missions, these personnel will most likely be incorporated into the Logistics Department. Therefore, many mages are now scrambling to join these Temporary Inspection Office.

As Fran walked in, she glanced at Zane.

The other person wore a Nameplate around their neck: [Zane XXXXXX, Deputy Leader of the Third Temporary Inspection Group].

Zane's hair was white, and his face had many visible wrinkles. His robes were meticulously maintained, and even in such a dirty and messy environment, there was no obvious dirt on Zane's clothes.

However, Zane was clearly very old; Fran estimated him to be at least fifteen times her age, and it seemed he had been working for the Battle Mage Corps for many years.

At such an advanced age, his Mental Power was almost on the verge of decline, and he wasn't even in a position where the older one got, the better his chances of promotion. It was clear that this old mage was unlikely to be promoted.

"Hello, is this the Third Temporary Inspection Group?" Fran blinked and asked first. For some reason, there was no Nameplate at the entrance, and she had to ask quite a few people before she found the place.

"Yes, are you a new team member?" Zane's face didn't show much reaction. Although he didn't know Fran, he knew that some new team members would be joining recently.

As Fran sized him up, Zane was also sizing up Fran.

What he saw was a young mage, so young that he seemed a bit too young for his age. His long black hair looked like it hadn't been styled in a long time, with many split ends visible at the tips.

Wearing a gray robe without any School insignia, Fran deliberately concealed her School affiliation. After all, if she wore Forge School's robe when Territory Mage Working Group, her identity would be immediately obvious.

The collar of the robe was slightly crooked; although Fran had tried to straighten it a little, she hadn't put much effort into fixing it.

In Zane's eyes, this was typical of a young mage: unwilling to wear the uniforms of the society and School, and even unwilling to wear the uniforms issued by the Battle Mage Corps, all in order to be unconventional.

Although young people today are no longer satisfied with just wearing uniforms with different robe colors, after all, such uniforms look rather outdated.

But in the eyes of the old mage Zane, as long as he wasn't wearing those uniforms, there was really no difference.

With delicate features, it seems this young monk is quite decent, as he hasn't applied any incomprehensible colored paint to his face.

That would almost confirm Fran's identity; she is a young mage who has been conscripted, perhaps just recently selected from the young mage Reserve Force.

"Come in first. You may have to wait a few days until everyone is here before we can assign you work."

"You came pretty quickly. Our team leader hasn't come yet, and we don't know what he's up to."

Fran blinked. Actually, she wasn't here as an ordinary group member. Just as she was about to correct herself, the door was pulled open somewhat abruptly, and a girl saw everything inside and asked questions.

"Hello, is this the Third Temporary Inspection Group?"

Zane was somewhat displeased, but he didn't show it and replied in a deep voice.

"This is the Third Inspection Group, under the Small Magic Device Division. If this is it, you've come to the right place."

"Remember to knock before you come in next time."

Even if he didn't like the sound of knocking on the door, it was still better than dealing with a rude young mage.

"Excuse me." The girl, dressed in a blue and white uniform that allowed for easy movement, bowed slightly.

"Come in and wait, we'll assign tasks later."

Honestly, why is he always assigned to young mages? And why hasn't their group leader arrived yet, even though two of the group members have already come?

At this moment, Fran, seeing the girl's figure, had long forgotten what she wanted to do and greeted her directly.

Hey, Bela, long time no see.

Bela heard the familiar voice, turned around, her eyes widened, and she exclaimed with surprise.

"Fran, what brings you to the Battle Mage Corps?"

The visitor was Bela, Fran's first friend in the City of Apprentices Loderis, whom she first met in Swordsmanship Class.

However, since leaving the City of Apprentices, Fran has lost touch with her friends there, as there is a significant gap between Formal Mage and an City of Apprentices.

However, since Fran was able to see Bela here, it's clear that Bela has already become Formal Mage. Judging by the time, it's been almost two years since she left the City of Apprentices.

Bela and Fran entered the City of Apprentices at the same time, but she left the City of Apprentices in the latter part of the following year.

It would take at least three and a half years, enough time for a qualified apprentice to become a Formal Mage. It seems that Elan became Formal Mage around that time.

"How did you get into the Battle Mage Corps? You became Formal Mage so quickly? You passed the Battle Mage Corps ' assessment already?"

Although this time is enough, it is clearly not enough to pass the Battle Mage Corps ' assessment. Fran is very Bela about how Bella came to be.

"After my promotion, I immediately participated in the Sword Chant School's Reserve Force training, originally planning to take the assessment in two or three years."

"But the incident at Number Three Floating City led the Battle Mage Corps to conscript all its Reserve Force, so here I am."

"However, even if I'm not in the Reserve Force, given the current situation, I'd probably be able to get in if I applied to the Sword Chant School."

That makes sense; this time, Council isn't just planning a minor skirmish.

Perhaps the Council originally planned to make a decision after occupying the Lohan Archipelago, so that the existing Battle Mage Corps would be sufficient to handle the battle.

However, since things have changed, the Council's original ideas had to be changed as well, so the composition of the Battle Mage Corps can now be said to be completely free.

However, she was given a lowly soldier position. Since Bela was a First Order Mage who hadn't even received basic training, Bela labor couldn't be wasted. So, she was sent to the Logistics Department, and then secretly sent to participate in training.

"Fran, how did you come to want to join the Battle Mage Corps?" Bela asked curiously.

Fran smiled, then reached into her robes and pulled out a document with silver patterns.

Zane frowned, as the conversation between the two young mages had disturbed him. He looked up in annoyance, about to reprimand them, when he saw the document.

"Why didn't you come here to be the team leader?"

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