"Hurry, hurry! It's about to start."
In the auditorium, the mages of the Runes School at the Yther Wizard Tower called their friends over, drawn by the speaker's reputation.
As he entered, junior teaching assistant Dylent finally found the section where his seat was located and spotted several former classmates, now friends stationed at the tower with him, waving him over.
One of them, a girl with glasses named Dijiali, sounded rather disgruntled. "What took you so long?"
"Sorry. There were so many people I almost got lost."
Dylent wiped away his sweat.
"You must've been reluctant to leave your experiment again and only rushed over at the last minute. Never mind. Sit down. This is a rare opportunity."
"Exactly. Haven't we always wanted to know how Mr. Roland came up with all those wildly imaginative results? This might finally be our chance to find out."
"I'm so envious. If only I could achieve a tenth... no, a hundredth of what he has."
Meanwhile, in Ailanburg.
"That Roland actually went all the way to Isser to give a lecture!"
In a room resembling one in a medieval Grand Castle, Cynthia still wore an expression of disbelief as she muttered to herself.
She had purchased her livestream ticket early. Seeing that it was almost ten, she quickly propped up her pillows, reclined on her bed, and used mental meditation to enter the focused state needed to connect to the Magic Network's livestream.
At once, an illusory circular plaza seemed to appear in her mind, a vast space capable of accommodating over a hundred thousand people.
An enormous lectern stood at the center of the raised platform ahead, illuminated by several bright beams of light.
All around her sat fellow mages connected through the Magic Network, appearing as grayish-white figures, half