The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

An Su stepped out of the Magic Association and immediately saw the dense crowd of reporters, circled in multiple layers around the perimeter of the Association.

If it weren't for the restrictions that non-Church members were forbidden to enter, the swarming reporters would have overrun the gates.

This time, there were an exceptionally large number of reporters here for the interview.

After all, there had never been a saint who managed to stay on the tenth floor of the Magic Association for a full three days, and they were eager to find out what had happened.

The perspectives and knowledge of Magic God Merlin represented the trend of future developments.

And His Excellency Merlin hadn't appeared in public for a whole year.

All sorts of reporters had come, eager to snatch the headlines for tomorrow.

The journalists from the Imperial Capital Morning Post were here, interested in current affairs, wanting to know about the military situation between the Radiant Holy See and the Legion of Pain;

The reporters from Magic Weekly were also present, deeply interested in magic, wishing to interview His Excellency Merlin on the future trends of Holy Light magic;

The journalists from Trends of the Times x Magical Youth had arrived early on the scene, dedicated to the field of fashion trends, looking to find out whether His Excellency Merlin's new hairstyle would spark a new fashion revolution.

To all of these questions, An Su gave detailed, sincere, and fitting answers.

An Su spoke confidently, "Marriage alliances can ease our tense military situation with the Painful Esoteric Sect, and the Bishop of Pain has already shown willingness in this regard."

The Morning Post journalist quickly noted: Relations between the Radiant Holy See and the Legion of Pain are exceptionally good, and both His Excellency Merlin and the Bishop of Pain have shown a willingness in this regard.

An Su patiently and meticulously replied, "His Excellency Merlin believes that Holy Light will undergo more changes in the future, occupying more ecological niches."

The magic reporter hurriedly jotted down in their notebook: His Excellency Merlin believes that Holy Light will become more perverted in the future.

An Su stated frankly, "Regarding the matter of His Excellency Merlin's hairstyle, gentlemen, you are not aware, this is the reputed 'Radiant Crown' that His Excellency Merlin has recently researched, designed for the strong mind."

The warm sunshine shone on the young man's cheeks, his cyan eyes filled with earnestness,

"As is well known, the casting of high-level magic involves a massive amount of computation, and this substantial computational power needs to be handled by the brain. However, this can lead to the brain overheating, slowing down calculations, and hindering the casting speed of high-level spells."

"Therefore, His Excellency Merlin has researched the powerful minds' haircut, by shaving off the hair in the middle of the scalp, to accelerate the cooling of the magical brain, slightly increasing the casting speed of spells."

"You must understand that in the magical duels of top-notch fighters,"

An Su's expression was very serious and earnest,

"even just being faster by zero point zero one second can determine life and death."

The reporters from Trends of the Times and Magic Weekly both showed a sudden look of realization, worthy of Magic God Merlin, worthy of a top-notch magic fighter, even such minute details were taken into account.

They did not doubt the veracity of An Su's words,

After all, those who study journalism are not knowledgeable in magic.

And what An Su said sounded quite reasonable.

The reporters swiftly scribbled in their notebooks: To become stronger, first go bald.

This matter is definitely true!

Not just the reporters, the numerous believers around them believed it without question.

After all, a photo of His Excellency Merlin with a halo of Holy Light on his head, parading through the streets, had already spread to every corner.

If Magic God Merlin did something, it must have profound significance; surely it wasn't possibly because someone had sneaked off with his hair?

After all, it was Magic God Merlin, whose every action was magnified and analyzed by magicians.

Now, after hearing An Su's explanation, they finally showed a dawning realization.

To be for accelerating cooling during spellcasting,

what an attention-to-detail man!

Today, they have learned another practical magic tip.

Merlin, being the youngest and most powerful God of Law, and also the most good-looking saint, has enthusiastic fans all over the streets, not lacking even those of Priest rank.

They had already started pondering over styling their hair in the likeness of their idol.

Imitating the strong is never wrong.

And without a doubt, His Excellency Merlin is the strongest of our time.

"Honestly speaking,"

An Su, noticing the crowd around him starting to get excited, said, "The 'Glorious Top' of His Excellency Merlin was personally styled by me."

As he spoke, An Su puffed out his chest, a proud and self-satisfied expression on his face.

Seeing An Su's demeanor, the surrounding magicians became even more agitated, this youth before them was actually the personal hairstylist of His Excellency Merlin.

If this youth were to design a hairstyle for them... wouldn't they be able to have the same hairstyle as the Great Mage himself?

The 'Glorious Top' is something the magicians could manage on their own,

but having the teacher who personally trimmed His Excellency Merlin's hair do it would surely feel different.

Immediately, a magician of the rank of deacon shouted, "Teacher An Su, could you also cut one for me?"

Seeing someone jumping the gun, the magicians became a bit anxious. If others got the trendy hairstyle of the strong, and they didn't, wouldn't they lose face when going out to battle?

Right there, they raised their hands and said, "Teacher An Su, make mine exactly the same."

"Teacher An Su, please shape my chest hair into the Glorious pattern too."

The burly men of the Alchemical Church were getting riled up, planning to make an impression when next they fought the Druids next door. By removing his helmet and armour to reveal two marks of strength, he might just terrify those with only one mark into a humiliating retreat.

Their magic was designed with dual cooling, at heart and brain, destined for unfailing success.

"Teacher An Su, my leg hair relies on you!"

"Teacher An Su...."

Before long, Teacher An Su's appointments were endless.

Not only the saints wished to book, but even the onlooking citizens wanted to follow the trend.

An Su was satisfied with the new aesthetic trend that attracted the citizens, feeling pleased with helping others today.

"Teacher An Su, no matter the cost in gold coins, I will pay!" some wealthy businessmen declared straightforwardly.

Facing the temptation of gold coins, An Su sighed leisurely, his blue-green eyes filled with disappointment.

"As a saint of the Radiant, as a missionary of the Holy Light, the Bible once said, spreading light throughout the Entire Hell is also a missionary's mission."

"I am spreading the Radiance, and naturally, missionary work is given freely."

Spreading baldness throughout the Entire Hell is also a way of spreading the Holy Light.

An Su said earnestly, "This is a glorious undertaking, how could we sully it with such a vulgar matter as money?"

He wanted to upgrade the "Judgment's Light", and for that, he needed to gather experimental data.

The magicians before him were shining examples of that data.

Seeing the youth on the platform so righteous, many felt ashamed, realizing their own recklessness.

"Missionary work is our Radiant mission,"

An Su said, with a calm smile on his lips,

"The 'Free City of Radiance' in the Nether World is in need of pioneers for missionary work. If you join our missionary team now, you will receive a complimentary gift — this is also the wish of His Excellency Merlin."
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The citizens began to be tempted.

This was An Su's real goal, to ensnare the citizens of the Chaotic Frontier. The time was ripe to build a new church, and what was needed were pioneers willing to work like oxen and horses!

Now, with reporters gathering and the whole city's attention focused here, it was the perfect time for advertising.

"Sign up now, and also receive the Frontier's three magic set for free: 'Clearly Bright,' 'Spatial Distortion,' and 'Friendly Exchange.'

The citizens eagerly registered.