The next day, Isaac did not wait any longer. He got up early, left home, and headed straight for the Flesh Cult's office in the Imperial Capital.
The Flesh Cult's office was located in the Imperial Capital's wizard district, the main area where all Sorcerer Organizations and wizards carried out their activities. The Imperial Capital's few wizard towers—only three in total—also stood there.
The three Mage Towers belonged respectively to the Royal Mage Corps, the Truth Association, and Grand Princess Philo.
In the entire Imperial Capital, only these three Mage Towers could legally conduct spell experiments.
Thus, although the Imperial Capital was the political center, its scholarly atmosphere was not particularly strong. After entering the wizard district, Isaac found that the people he saw most often were actually extravagantly dressed noble young ladies; wizards were a rare sight...
This sight lowered Isaac's interest in the Imperial Capital by several more degrees. If he did not still want to take part in the Lamp Trial and see more of the world, he would have gone straight back after registering.
Feeling somewhat depressed, Isaac arrived at the Flesh Cult's office—the third window on the right side of the first floor of the Tower of Truth...
To be honest, Isaac was rather dumbfounded at the sight. It almost made him feel as though he had returned to his previous life...
How did this oldest of Sorcerer Organizations look not old in the slightest?
Still, this was good too. At least it was convenient.
"Hello, I'd like to join the Flesh Cult." Isaac walked up to the window, sat down, and directly handed his letter of recommendation to the young witch inside, who was reading a spellbook.
"Hmm? Join the cult?" The witch looked up in confusion. She glanced at Isaac, then at the