Tower of Rainbow, Mercury Plain Headquarters.
It was a discreet manor, rarely visited by anyone. Yet the silver emblem hanging over its gate commanded respect. This was the headquarters of the Mercury Plain.
Since flying was forbidden inside the Tower of Rainbow, Fleming had arrived by carriage, and by then it was already nearing dusk.
After crossing the manor's corridor, Fleming showed his identification to the alchemical stone statue guarding the entrance. Only then did the gate open, and he stepped inside the residence.
"I understand, Lord Safrong. Your seat will be in the third row."
"I swear, damn it, I'll never work on an experiment with that fellow again. He nearly killed me!"
"No, no, I'm not picking on you, Lord Midland. We simply can't squeeze in another seat."
"What? Something happened to the one from the Francois family? Was it an attack or something else?"
"I hope we'll be able to hear everyone's thoughts on these theories at the meeting. Honestly, Angelina, I'm feeling a little lost about the future of Alchemy."
"Hey, I brought this drink back from southern Astel Kingdom. It tastes quite unusual. You have to try it."
The manor's hall was bustling with people. Many were discussing the Mercury Plain's three hundred and fifth annual meeting, which would be held by Wagner Lake a week later. It was one of the Mercury Plain's largest academic conferences, and many powerful mages, including high-ranking ones, would be attending. Over the three-day conference, attendees would hear cutting-edge talks from leading scholars across the field. It was sure to be a grand occasion for magic.
Fleming had naturally received an invitation. According to the rules, he could bring one student to the conference, and his choice was, of course, Garon.
"Lord Ernst, I've read your hypothesis about the