Kament Tower glanced outside nervously.
"If I couldn't ensure that the place I stayed was safe enough, how could I possibly live there?" Rommel chuckled faintly. "Don't worry. Neither the Lord of Hell nor the abyssal will can see through my double-layered defenses."
"What do you mean? Our Mage Tower's defenses have a second layer?"
"With your abilities, how could you possibly leave absolutely no trace for anyone to discover?" Rommel replied calmly. "I merely used an Illusion Formation to distort the words coming out of the inner formation a little.
"They hear vague fragments, a word here and there. As for what they can deduce from them... that depends on how their own minds work."
This was the first Kament Tower had heard of such a thing... but he believed Rommel couldn't have created such a powerful formation right from the start. That was why Rommel had still been quite cautious when speaking during those early years.
Wait... He couldn't help thinking back to when exactly Rommel had begun to relax... or rather, when he had begun taking the seat of honor.
Kament Tower had originally thought Rommel was so relaxed because almost all his earlier students had acquired Side Towers of their own. Since their teacher had always been cold and unfeeling, rarely offering them protection and finding their affairs too much trouble to bother with, they seldom chose to come grovel before him.
No, he might have finished it even earlier.
Probably around the time Gilbert first entered the Black Enigma Tower?
"What should we do now?" He suddenly remembered something else. "Rute and the others will probably think I ordered this... and I can't go explain myself."
"Rute... I suspect he's the shrewdest person in the Black Mystery Tower." Rommel sneered. "Nicholson might still have some