2024-04-28 17:44:25"I'm not trying to scare you, but you haven’t seen old Thorpe's reaction. He was excited when he held that potion bottle. He was stuttering and stammering, saying it was a masterpiece, something for the history books, and more. It was strange..."
The young mage became even more curious. Thorpe was famous in Rebillion City for his potion-making skills, always aiming high. Even the Great Alchemist of the Twin Moons chamber of commerce didn’t impress him, as he usually ignored both old-timers and newcomers.
Solon rarely heard him praise anyone. Just hearing him say “acceptable” was a big deal.
But losing control like this? Talking about future history books...
‘Was the potion that special?’ he wondered.
“You know me, I’m not an expert in potion-making,” Sikoa said, glancing at his disciple. “But Thorpe mentioned that each bottle of this potion might bring another Great Mage to the Sage Tower!”
As he finished, Solon gasped. ‘Forget Masterpiece and history books, this is about Great Mages...’
The Sage Tower had 13 Great Mages, with only 7 residing permanently. The big three had been in hiding for most of the past decade. External affairs and resource conflicts were handled by these seven. In other words, the Sage Tower's status depended a lot on them.
With seven Great Mages...
If Thorpe was right, and each bottle could bring a Great Mage, Solon couldn’t imagine what would happen.
Any power gaining Thorpe's favor could challenge the Sage Tower in Rebillion City. The three big shots knew this. If someone controlled them, destroying the Sage Tower would be easy.
Cold sweat dripped down Solon's forehead at the thought.
On the bright side, Thorpe seemed to prefer staying out of the spotlight. He hadn't revealed his plans yet, sending a young mage with the potion and giving the pass to another young mage.
The key to figuring this out was those two young mages...
Especially Sifa Spellbound. He must be close to the creator, or else Thorpe wouldn't have given him the pass.
‘No wonder Master acted that way…’ Solon thought. ‘If the Twin Moons chamber of commerce was involved in Flint Spellbound's shipwreck and their plot came out, they'd face the wrath of an incredible Great Alchemist...’
As Solon thought, Sikoa ended their discussion. “Given the situation, only a fool would cooperate with the Twin Moons chamber of commerce.”
The young mage suddenly sympathized with the father-son pair. They'd prepared for six months to cooperate with the Sage Tower, only for a potion to overshadow their efforts.
“Okay, I've told you everything. It's up to you to handle it. Don't rely on me. You'll take over my seat sooner or later. Learning to handle these matters is important.”
“Yes, I'll take care of it...”
...
A month passed. Since their discussion in the reception room, Solon kept a close eye on the young mage.
He found the young mage fascinating. His reading range was vast, from light histories to profound Jide Formula knowledge. Solon often wondered if there was any reason behind his choices or if he just read for fun.
Solon wanted to remind him of the rare opportunity in the Sage Tower’s library. Many mages would sell everything for it. Yet he seemed to take it lightly, picking random books daily. Solon feared he might regret it one day.
Today confirmed his fears.
Solon went to the library after breakfast and saw the young mage reading a book with a red-striped cover. ‘Here we go again...’ Solon sighed. It wasn’t light reading; it was at least Great Mage level. For a recent 1st Rank Mage, it was leisurely.
It wasn’t the first time Sifa had done this. Solon even saw him read a silver-striped magic book once, suitable for High Mages. Solon couldn’t bear it. How could a mage not respect knowledge?
Even a book only for Great Mages was just leisurely to him. He wasn’t pondering, just flipping pages with a pleased expression. Solon wondered if he was studying at all.
If only Solon knew he’d guessed right this time...
Caster had tired himself out this month. To quickly understand the current era, he had read through more than a dozen bookshelves. His reading speed was so fast that it would have melted someone else's brain.
Today, when Caster went to the library, he decided to take it easy and not work his brain too hard with boring historical knowledge or comparing magic from different eras. He wanted to find a fun book to read...
So, Caster picked up a book called The Fanrusen Formula. To him, these books for Great Mages were just for fun. It didn't take much effort for him to read page after page. Sometimes, he found mistakes and criticized the errors.
Sitting in the sun, reading and criticizing the author, it was a nice life.
“Tsk tsk tsk, a High Mage who doesn’t know right from wrong, still believing in that seven-string theory? Such a mess...”
“What do you mean by mess?” When Solon approached, he heard the last part and gave Caster a strange look.
“Good morning, Mage Solon. Nothing’s a mess, did you mishear?” Caster raised his head and answered.
“Is that so...” Solon smiled and didn’t say anything else. He had come to remind Caster out of kindness.
Maybe because Caster got his pass too easily, he didn’t seem to appreciate it. His choice of books and attitude while reading seemed too casual. He might regret it later when he aimed to become a Great Mage.
As someone more experienced, Solon didn’t want to see this happen. Sometimes, if an opportunity was missed, it couldn’t be grasped again.
“Mage Spellbound, that...” Solon started talking before hesitating. Although Caster was only a 1st Rank Mage, there might be a Great Alchemist behind him. He couldn’t lecture him in a way that might anger him.
“Eh? What?”
After a moment, Solon said, “It’s not important, I just came to ask if you had any requests. As one of the guests with the highest pass, if you have any requests, we’ll satisfy them.” After this polite opening, Solon paused and then said, “Oh right, Mage Spellbound, do you need any book recommendations? I’ve worked here for two years and know the books.”
Solon felt a bit stuck being so polite to a 1st Rank Mage. He couldn’t help it; there might be a hidden Great Alchemist behind him. Even his teacher Sikoa didn’t want to act without thinking. He had to be careful; if he was too direct, he might annoy Caster.
So, Solon could only sigh inwardly, ‘I’ve given you the chance, it’s up to you whether you take it.’
“How could I trouble you with that…” Caster found it a bit annoying. He had finally decided to take a break. ‘What kind of recommendation can you give me? Are you disturbing me on purpose?’
But declining wasn’t an option because Caster could tell that Solon had good intentions. Thus, Caster could only say a few polite words while thinking of an excuse to brush him off.
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Lysane looked at her own hands. She did not have blue Tower magic. But she had her own life force. And she was a Master of Wards. She knew how to build a bridge."Finn," Lysane ordered. "Gather the other children. Stand back. Do not touch the orange light."Finn nodded quickly and pulled the children to the far edge of the Observatory.Lysane slammed her hands onto the stone floor. She dug deep into her own heart. She pulled out her warm, glowing orange magic."By the bond of blood and mind," Lysane chanted. She was sweating heavily. "I cast a line into the dark!"A bright, glowing orange rope of pure magic shot out of her hands. It tied itself to one of the silver lines carved into the floor. Then, the other end of the orange rope shot straight through the white starlight shield.The orange rope flew down the mountain like a shooting star. It cut through the thick gray ash.Down below, Caster was floating just above the broken roofs of the First Ring. He was looking at the massive, s
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