Although Hill could not make sense of it for the moment, he would never lower his guard against Asmodeus, who had always layered scheme upon scheme in everything he did.
"Sia Tower does not lack energy," he answered slowly. "Nor does it lack subordinates.
"What they want is everyone's submission. They do not care what people truly think inside.
"Isn't Black Mystery Tower the clearest example?"
Russell blinked. "So... there was no special reason for building this tower in this form?"
At first, he had thought the same as Carpenter. He had assumed that building the tower this way must have served some purpose... though he did not know whom it targeted or whether they needed to be wary of it.
But from his teacher's words, he could tell that the tower's mistress simply wanted a Mage Tower like this.
Hill shook his head... Glasya had plenty of schemes as well, but she would never use the place where she lived regularly as part of one.
Schemes could always be devised again, but living uncomfortably was unacceptable.
After living so long in Hell's dim, cold environment, with its heavy preference for blood-red and black, she liked white best.
Of course, if it were one of her palaces, the white palace walls would also be inlaid with pearls and gemstones in various shades of silver and pink.
For a place like Sia Tower, which she only visited occasionally, she had already been quite restrained.
And when it came to such trivial matters, the Lord of Hell had never demanded that his daughter change this habit.
But Hill could also glimpse a trace of Asmodeus's confidence from this... so choosing not to turn around and flee back then had indeed been an extremely correct decision.
Hill now somewhat suspected that anyone who