Amidst the silence, the only one who looked surprised was Yulis. Being quick-witted, he had analyzed the formula objectively by setting aside his political position and pride.

If the other mages did the same, they would have already noticed the message that Davey had left behind in the simplified formula.

After a while, some of the silent mages’ eyes grew wide in surprise as they stared at the formula.

Davey, however, had no reason to care about them. After looking around the now quiet conference hall, he called out, “Winley.”

“Yes… Yes, Brother!”

“We’re leaving,” Davey said as he passed by Class 6 Bram. “I’m telling you this once again. Regardless of your theory being right or wrong, your attempt in and of itself was good. However…”

As the old man remained silent, Davey said, “You will develop further if you exclude politics and pride from your discussions regarding these formulas. Only then can you develop even further.”

Class 6 Bram remained silent as he stared at the blackboard for a very long time. He had already noticed something.

Unfortunately, some of the more stubborn mages continued to criticize Davey. They were clueless as to the situation they were now in.

Most of the mage towers viewed Davey favorably because of the moon grass. However, it seemed like the stubborn and arrogant men attending this conference did not care about such things.

“Stop!!!” Class 6 Bram’s...