In this way, with the efforts of all personnel in the college, the open class day ended successfully.
The door of the academy was closed, and the outside mages returned to the town one after another with expressions of joy. This day is not only important to the college, but also seems to have changed their ideas and had a very strong impact on them.
This way of learning magic is... amazing.
Perhaps because they were still a little reluctant to leave, these people did not leave Akademi immediately. Instead, they stayed in the town. A few days later, they spontaneously organized an exchange meeting. These mages who have been trained by the academy gathered in a restaurant to exchange their magic experiences and promote each other, and the response was very good.
After Benjamin heard about it, he also touched his chin with interest.
The midterm exam was just a publicity point for the college, but now it seems that it has a greater impact than expected. They might be able to continue this format and turn it into something like a festival, or an annual magic exchange conference.
It is a very helpful thing for both the academy and the overall level of the mages, not to mention the industries derived from the town of Akademi.
The town of Akademi also belongs to him. In the past few days when the college was open to the public, the town's tax revenue was nearly six times higher than usual.
Perhaps, as long as they continue the college open day and hold it once a year, a cultural atmosphere will gradually be formed. Even if no invitation is needed, at this time of year, mages from all over the world will gather here to discuss the study of magic.
Under the influence of such an atmosphere, Akademi can even become a holy place in the minds of mages, and the size of the town will become larger and larger.
Of course, these are all good ideas for the future. This kind of thing couldn't be rushed, so Benjamin thought about it in his mind, had a rough plan, and soon went to work on other things.
With the departure of the foreign mages, the academy gradually became quiet. The students are attending classes as usual and working hard to improve themselves. They should be able to go out and help Benjamin pay off his debts soon.
At this moment, Benjamin entered the potion department building again.
"This thing... as long as you drink it, it can break the effect of the Queen's potion and restore the inspired wizards to normal?"
In the laboratory, he looked a little disgusted, looking at the mud-like semi-liquid object in the bottle, and asked.
The old man nodded aside.
"Although I haven't tested it yet, it should be effective." He replied slowly, "After confirming the ingredients of the queen's potion, the potion's properties are completely incompatible with the queen's potion, and it has a very strong spirit. Impact ability. As long as those mages drink him, they will definitely be able to lift the hint and regain the idea of resisting the Queen."
Benjamin asked: "Then why don't you try?"
The old man was silent for a while and said: "Because... this potion is dangerous to a certain extent. Those mages may die after drinking it. I need your approval to conduct the experiment."
Benjamin rubbed his temples helplessly.
"Can't we develop a milder antidote?"
"It's difficult." The old man said expressionlessly, "The potion's effect has penetrated deeply into their brains and mental strength. If you want to fully understand it, you must pay some price."
Hearing this, Benjamin thought about it for a while, and finally nodded.
"Take it and try it."
To be honest, he was surprised that the old man could research the cracked potion in a few months. There will be some flaws, which are within his acceptable range.
The queen's potion is indeed very strange. It can make mages think that they cannot resist the queen, and it can also make them think that this is their original thought and not imposed by others. If these mages also had conscious space, even their conscious spaces would be filled with smoke formed by potions.
If you want to get rid of this deep-rooted thing, you can only take strong medicine.
Moreover, he was actually a little curious. If the antidote really takes effect, what will happen to those mages who swear allegiance to the queen? Did they suddenly wake up and realize that the queen was oppressing them? Or does it return to its original sober consciousness, with some people choosing to rebel while others continue to be loyal to the queen
If it's the latter, then things are still a bit troublesome.
While thinking about it, Benjamin followed the old man into the basement. The captured mage was still locked up here, and they suddenly saw several people pouring in together, and they couldn't help but look panicked.
"You... what are you going to do?"
With such a big battle, he obviously realized that he was not here to get some of his blood for research.
"We are here to rescue you and get you out of the control of that medicine." Benjamin smiled and replied.
Before the other party realized the situation, the old man used a simple wind bomb. The magic struck the unsuspecting prisoner, knocking him unconscious.
Then, the old man stepped forward, opened the other person's mouth, and poured the medicine in.
"You...shouldn't you keep the other person awake and continue to observe the state of the person who drank the potion?" Benjamin asked at a loss for words.
"From a research point of view, it should be done." The old man showed an impatient expression and said, "But this guy is too annoying, I just want to beat him."
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In any case, the medicine had already been administered, and Benjamin had no intention of thinking about anything humane or inhumane. This was the key to dealing with Ikol. He took a deep breath and carefully observed the movements of the captured mage.
The entire basement fell into a dead silence.
One minute... two minutes...
"Um... I think he doesn't seem to have any reaction?"
He didn't know how long he had been watching in silence. Finally, Benjamin couldn't help but speak, pointing at the captive who was still breathing and making no movement, and asked with some confusion.
The old man also looked thoughtful.
"That shouldn't be the case. According to my expectation, he would at least have to vomit something..."
Benjamin was a little helpless: "Then it looks like this. Is this magic potion successfully cracked?"
The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Let's find out about him first."
So, not long after the prisoner was knocked unconscious by a wind bomb, another large water balloon hit him. He was almost knocked out, and with a jolt, he woke up from his coma.
"I... this is... I... where is this?"
Benjamin observed the other party's appearance carefully.
"Let me ask you, do you hate the Queen? Do you hate the Mage Guild? Will you still obey the Queen's command in the future? If you were asked to join a group of mages to pull the Queen off the throne, would you be willing?"
A series of questions came out of his mouth, which seemed to make the other party a little confused.
The prisoner also looked at him blankly.
"That... who is the queen?" After a long silence, the prisoner rubbed his mind and suddenly spoke, asking.