A towering spire!
Ancient and mysterious, densely carved with runic patterns, strange luster flowing through them.
Under the old man's guidance, unwilling to fall into a dead loop, Li Su did not head south. When he was still some distance from the tower, he directly changed course from his original path along the wall and walked straight toward the tower.
There was no one around.
There were not even guards before the tower's entrance.
Though the great doors were tightly shut, they were not locked.
According to the old man, anyone could enter this tower and undertake its challenge.
And no matter who they were—even a human—so long as they completed the challenge and cleared it, they could receive the tower master's protection, become a nominal disciple, and gain a status of utmost distinction even throughout Witch City.
Such a thing had been placed here so openly, yet there was scarcely anyone around. It seemed unknown to all, but in truth, no one cared for it.
Before coming here, the old man had told him that his situation might not necessarily lead to death, but trouble would never cease.
But if he went to the tower, while it truly could resolve his troubles, there was almost a hundred percent chance that it would end with his death.
"You may consider it. With your strength and speed, I'll wait for you at the edge of the southern city for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. If you haven't arrived by then, I'll report what happened to the person in charge of the labor detail."
"By then, whether or not you entered the tower, you will become a criminal guilty of evading labor."
"In Witch City, once a mixed-blood Witch Clan member like you becomes a criminal, there