Throne of the North.

Chapter 546: Magical Snow, Ryan's Political Acumen
The Magic Academy has the largest number of magicians, including thirty-six great wizards who built the Mage Tower.

They are at least all great wizards, and half of them are already in the sanctuary, which means they are legendary, which is really rare. However, the great wizard is already the destination for magicians in their pursuit of magic.

They represent the reason why the magician's extraordinary path is invincible.

There are thirty-six towers, but because Archmage McKen went to the North to become the priest of the Ryan Frozen Territory, there are only thirty-five here now, and new archmages have not yet been added.

After all, to enter the magic academy one needs qualifications, not just reaching a certain rank.

For example, what is the best thing about Master McKen? It is his training and research on war horses. Using magic, he helped Ryan obtain a northern war horse that is in no way inferior to a highland war horse, and even more suitable for the northern environment than a highland war horse.

This is the reason why Master McKen did not wander outside but had a tall tower in the magic academy. The empire funded the construction of the wizard tower for him. Speaking of this, in fact, Ryan has not yet helped Master McKen pay off the debt owed to the magic academy.

You have to pay back a little every year.

If Archmage McKen is in such a condition, how bad can the remaining thirty-five archmages with high towers be?

The nobles have been clamoring and forcing the magicians to demonstrate their potential in the war. In fact, many nobles want to know what terrible power these masters of the high towers of the magic academy have mastered during the century of drastic changes in the era.

Ryan was also curious.

"Can I tag along?"

Ryan looked at Avril, and the Baroness hesitated and said:
"I don't know what the Peacock Mage thinks, maybe..."

"Maybe she did it on purpose. Let's go."

Ryan grabbed Avril's hand and walked towards the magic academy together. The nobles were so present that no one stood in front of Ryan, even though he was just a baron.

In the magic academy, the sanctuary magician named "Peacock" invited her students to observe her new magic this morning. Ryan happened to arrive and asked Avril to take him with her.

"The nobles in the palace put a lot of pressure on the mages. Peacock Mage invited you at this time. To put it bluntly, it is not for you students to see, but for us nobles to see."

"I invited you instead of the nobles because as students of magicians, you have a more professional vision than the nobles and can... help her raise her status."

"After all, no matter what kind of magic it is, once it comes out of your mouth, it will definitely be elevated to a higher level, right?"

Walking among the gray and white buildings, Ryan quickly figured out the little tricks of this "Peacock" wizard.

She wanted to negotiate terms with the emperor and those great nobles.

"That's not who she is."

Avril blushed a little and retorted in a low voice.

"She is just like that. My mother told me that she had contacted the Peacock Mage and that I could go to the tower to study. But later I found out that the Peacock Mage didn't have a close relationship with the Clayton family."

"So, this Saint Domain Mage is because of material reasons."

This Sanctuary Magician was indeed a material being. When Ryan arrived at the nine-story tower, he saw a lot of people gathered there.

There was not a single civilian.

The disciples of the Sanctuary Mage are all nobles, and it seems that they are all nobles who can obtain a lot of financial support from the nobles.

"Is she so short of money?"

As soon as the nobles of the empire talked about cutting the spending of the magic academy, the first person who couldn't sit still was the 'Peacock' wizard Mina Reed, who couldn't wait to show her value to the empire.

"The Reed family was a declining noble family. They lost all their wealth while fleeing from the north to the south. They had no land in the south, so they lived off their land and gradually became wandering nobles."

It was very difficult for a holy magician to emerge among the wandering nobles, so this holy magician received huge funding from the empire's wealth.

She was deeply involved in it, and she also understood deeply how many shortcuts magicians could take in their pursuit of truth with the help of an empire.

A magician's tower is a very private place. Not only are there all kinds of strange things inside, but also a magician's life's work. Plus, the space is not large, so the public performance of this sanctuary magician is outside the tower.

At this moment, the gray-white buildings of the Magic Academy were still filled with colors that did not belong to mortals. The Sanctuary Magician 'Peacock' Mina Reed was floating quietly in the sky. Under her, a cyan peacock with its tail spread out was carrying her.

Knights and magicians, this is a perfect combination, but it is difficult for magicians to trust outsiders, and there are too many times when they are completely defenseless against the surroundings.

Therefore, in many cases, Warcraft companions replace the role of knights.

"Why hasn't she started yet?"

Ryan asked with some confusion. He had no magical talent and could not sense the boiling magic factors in the void.

"Magic is sacred."

Someone next to him suddenly turned around and looked at Ryan with dissatisfaction. He could tell at a glance that Ryan was not a magician, so he couldn't help but feel angry.

"Outsiders are not welcome here, especially a baron who knows nothing."

"Castro bloodline?"

Ryan looked at the badge on the other person's chest and suddenly laughed.

He didn't know the other person, but that didn't stop him from fighting back.

"You, the descendant of Castro, why did you come to the Imperial Capital instead of the Thousand Lakes Province? Has the Count of Water Castle of the Empire given up the Thousand Lakes Province?"

"you!"

The wizard suddenly turned around and looked at Ryan angrily.

Count Castro was a great nobleman in the Thousand Lakes Province. Of course, after the outbreak of the war between the Empire and the Church, this great nobleman had a hard time. The war lasted for several years, and the count never dared to leave his castle and appear in the dangerous environment outside. In the imperial palace of the imperial capital, his letters asking for help appeared on the emperor's desk almost every three days.

The nobles laughed at Count Castro's turtle behavior and called him the Turtle Count. Of course, Ryan did not say turtle directly, but calling Castro Castle a water castle was self-evident.

Ryan was just here to watch the show, and in front of Avril, how could he allow such a layman to jump around in front of the King of the North.

"Please make way for the noble in front of you, Mr. Mage."

Ryan walked forward, and the man in front of him looked at the baron's clothes and badge on him, clenched his fists and turned sideways.

"It seems that you are not qualified to inherit the title of Count Castro."

Ryan laughed. If the other party was the heir to the earldom, his status would not be worse than his own as a baron. But if he was not the heir, it would be too difficult for this guy to become a noble in the current environment of the empire.

Arriving at the front, the surrounding magicians were far away. They were obsessed with magic, so they were not good at communicating with the nobles. They were afraid of being at a disadvantage, so they simply stayed away from Ryan, the only noble present.

In the sky, Peacock Wizard saw a noble coming and seemed to feel that the time was almost up. He suddenly opened his eyes, and deep in his ice-blue pupils, there were reflections of falling snow.

Soon, it began to snow heavily over the Magic Academy. No, it was not just the Magic Academy. The scale of the heavy snow had gradually extended beyond the Magic Academy, covering most of the imperial capital.

This is a bit scary. The imperial capital is not small, and this heavy snow covered many people.

"Is that all? It snows every day in the North. It's much wilder than this."

After Ryan finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and looked at the Peacock Wizard in the sky in surprise.

Did the snow last too long?

He realized what the snow meant.

The nobles of the empire were discussing the influence of magicians on the war, so the Peacock Mage also showed this aspect.

Did this widespread snowfall have any impact on the war?
Yes, quite a lot.

In terms of the entire southern land, the Flor Empire is the line of defense blocking the northern side of human civilization, and the empire borders the north.

The soldiers of the Empire have been fighting against the orcs for hundreds of years, and they understand war in the northern environment best.

But the other nobles in the southern lands did not understand.

The soldiers of the Empire are better adapted to the cold environment of the North, but the soldiers in the southern lands controlled by the Holy See cannot do this.

Isn't the impact of the environment on war the right time, the right place, and the right people? The snowfall by Peacock Mage, to put it in a big way, did not affect the outcome of the war, but to put it in a small way, it increased the chances of victory for the imperial army on the southern battlefield.

For the emperor, this was enough.

Next, it will depend on how long this mage, who is only in the sanctuary, can keep the snow going.

The air in the Imperial Capital grew colder, and the gray-white buildings of the Magic Academy were covered with a layer of white snow. This heavy snow lasted for three days in total, bringing a snow scene that the Imperial Capital had never seen before.

People were even more excited and crazy. In this world of ice and snow, the admiration for the magicians reached its peak. The outside of the magic academy was once again crowded with people.

Even Ryan, who had seen the original, couldn't help but wonder.

"She really did this on her own?"

A sanctuary magician maintained heavy snow for three days. This was already scary. At least in Avril's knowledge, a sanctuary magician could not do it.

Ryan didn't think so either. Dean Rose in his territory was once a shadow magician at the top of the sanctuary, but he certainly couldn't cast magic of such a large range and duration.

Is this a special case for elemental magicians? Ryan is not a magician, nor a civilian. When he encounters doubts, he can use the most direct questions.

Take part in the meetings of the nobles!

All nobles of the empire are eligible to participate in discussions on the war in the imperial capital. Of course, the right to know is the right to know, and how much say one has depends on one's strength.

Ryan is undoubtedly enough, as all the nobles of the entire North Wind Province stand behind him.

Therefore, when he entered the Senate of Nobles, even though he sat in the most marginal baron position, there was no one blocking his way.

The Senate is a huge palace with rings one after another. The center ring has only five seats, and the number gradually increases outwards. For example, if the ring where Ryan is located is full, there can be one or two hundred people.

There was no one in front of him blocking the Baron's view, and there were not many nobles participating in this ordinary meeting, so Ryan saw Chrysus Meyers, the heir to the Grand Duke's throne, standing in the center.

He didn't sit down because that was his father's seat and as his successor he could only stand there.

But his majesty and power were no less, representing Grand Duke Meyers. The emperor did not like several elderly grand dukes, so the grand dukes rarely appeared in the eyes of the nobles, which led to the fame of heirs like Chryses.

It was said that Ryan was another rising star of the empire, and the same description had been used to describe the Grand Duke's offspring decades ago.

Ryan's arrival made many nobles look at him with suspicion. The reputation of this northern baron in the north was too loud, especially when Ryan killed the Silver Moon Werewolf King and sent the hideous head to the Imperial Capital. All the nobles knew about this baron who was almost exiled from the Imperial Capital to the North.

In the subsequent kingdom wars, Ryan also gave the nobles of the empire a perfect answer, resulting in Baron Ryan's status being instinctively respected when the topic of war came up.

Not to mention, there have been recent rumors that the power of the North Wind Province is not in the hands of the Marquis of the North Wind, but in the hands of this baron. Even the great nobles cannot refute the baron's influence and decision-making.

The nobles were even more curious.

When Ryan entered here, the nobles had already been discussing for an hour. Of course, there was no tense atmosphere. Everyone was eating and drinking, laughing while discussing the war and talking about anecdotes from around the world.

Ryan's arrival changed this relaxed atmosphere. He sat down at the outermost edge, and even the people in the center turned their heads.

"Mr. Chrysos, I wonder how many days the Peacock Mage can keep the snow going?"

As the baron, Ryan asked first.

Chrysos was the representative with the highest status in the meeting, so Ryan naturally asked him directly.

"Baron Ryan has also begun to care about the war in the south? Does His Majesty invite you to participate?"

Chrysos asked curiously. Like His Highness Volvo, he had no doubts about Ryan's military ability. Moreover, Ryan had appeared in the imperial capital for so many days, and the nobles knew about it. Naturally, they couldn't help but wonder if it was the emperor's order.

"Your Majesty has not given any orders yet. I came to the Imperial City only because of the victory of the Kingdom War. The Earldom of Gerald has become an ally of the Empire, and Your Majesty needs to meet me."

"You haven't answered my question yet."

Ryan asked calmly, and after thinking about it, Chrysos gave the answer to the question.

"The answer from Mage Mina is that the maximum is thirty days, which is one month."

"It's so long, this can't be her own power, right?"

"Of course, unless she becomes a legend, she won't be able to complete such a huge magical snowfall."

"She relies on a magic array, using the magic array patterns engraved on her magic tower. In addition, she needs at least five ice elemental wizards' magic towers to form a hexagram to maintain it for thirty days."

"During the entire process, the six mages cannot leave the Mage Tower, and the Mage Tower cannot leave the magic circle, otherwise the magic power will backfire."

"Maintaining the magic circle requires a lot of refined gold and mithril, which are excellent extraordinary materials for guiding magic power."

After Chrysostom finished speaking, he looked at Ryan. He had not forgotten Meyers' responsibility to kill the baron in front of him.

But in the imperial capital, there is no such opportunity.

Then Chryseus laughed like a cunning nobleman.

"Baron Ryan has an enviable talent in war. We are discussing the impact of this snowfall on the war in the south and whether it can help the empire's army. I wonder if Baron Ryan has any ideas?"

A massive snowfall that can only be accomplished by six great wizards?

The cost is... not as high as I imagined.

Ryan thought for a moment and asked:

"I wonder what specific conditions you were discussing before?"

If this kind of elemental magic wants to have a direct impact on the war, certain conditions must be met, otherwise the empire's army will suffer from the cold and its combat effectiveness will be affected.

"We are discussing using the northern soldiers, that is, the troops of the six northern provinces of the empire, to launch an attack on the south in the snowy environment. After gaining a certain advantage, the empire's follow-up troops will advance and push the battlefield to the Kingdom of Carlos."

"The nobles must follow His Majesty's will. The war must be transferred from the Thousand Lakes Province to the Kingdom of Kalos."

"But Baron Ryan should also understand that many provinces of the empire are not directly exposed to the snowstorms in the north. Many places do not snow in winter, so this snow magic... may not be as effective as imagined."

Ryan nodded. Although the nobles were just sitting there doing nothing, their vision, cognition, thinking and behavior were still at the forefront of the world. They were able to understand the true role, advantages and disadvantages of the snow.

An aristocratic dictatorship may cause many problems, but if a large number of nobles discuss and consult together, many troubles can be avoided.

Thinking of this, Ryan looked around. This Senate was also a heritage passed down for countless years.

"The soldiers fighting against the orcs are indeed more adapted to snowy weather, but the problem is..."

"It's only been a short while since we ended the war with the orcs, and the army hasn't been replenished yet. What if they lose?"

Ryan looked at Chrysostom, and not only him, but other nobles couldn't help but frown after hearing Ryan's words.

He was not thinking, but rather dissatisfied, because Baron Ryan said the war was lost before it even started, which was not a quality a noble should possess.

At this moment, the issue is Ryan's image as a noble.

Ryan smiled, not pampering these nobles at all.

"If war doesn't consider the consequences of failure, then victory will be hard-won, because we can never face the unknown, right?"

After all, the armies in the six provinces in the north had faced alien orcs, not human armies.

Just as they are better adapted to snowy weather than others, they are also at a greater disadvantage than others when facing human enemies. Their weapons are used to kill orcs, not humans.

In this silent way, a political struggle has begun...

Because Chrysus wanted the troops of the six northern provinces to go to the south to fight on the most brutal front.

As a noble of the North Wind Province, Ryan represents the interests of the North Wind Province. Of course, he would not fall into the opponent's trap and throw the North Wind Province's army into the meat grinder in the south.

(End of this chapter)