The carriage stopped outside the High Tower Institute.
Noah lifted the curtain and stepped down, then turned and offered his hand. A plump, fair hand settled into his, and the voluptuous beauty lifted her skirt and alighted. She still looked lost in a daze, but whenever her gaze touched Noah, infatuation welled up in it.
"Madam, this is where your son studies."
Noah slipped an arm around the beautiful woman's soft waist and leaned close to her ear, speaking gently, as though he truly were a considerate younger acquaintance.
The beautiful woman nodded blankly. Her gaze wandered, utterly unfocused, and her face showed none of a mother's joy at visiting her son.
The old butler approached to speak with the gatekeeper. As a "collaborator" of the Weavers, Noah had little difficulty entering and leaving the High Tower Institute.
A moment later, the gatekeeper let them through.
With an arm around the beautiful woman, Noah strolled into the institute. The pairing of a young man and a mature woman drew plenty of attention, and many students watched them with knowing amusement.
Noah paid them no mind. A gentle smile remained on his lips, while a gleam of gold suddenly lit up deep within his eyes.
A strange aura spread in wispy strands. It roused none of the students' suspicions, but every female student they passed slipped into a momentary daze.
Yet that moment passed so quickly that even the women themselves thought nothing of it.
Noah's smile deepened. Since he had entered the High Tower Institute, he certainly could not leave empty-handed.
His main objective was naturally the Tree of Myriad Phenomena.
But every student capable of entering the High Tower Institute was a darling of heaven, and they could greatly nourish his Heart-Devouring Worms as well. He could catch a