"Teacher, did you do something?" Russell asked curiously.
He knew his teacher fairly well.
For Hill to speak with such certainty, he had to be absolutely sure.
But if he were merely watching someone else's work, Hill would never make such a guarantee... even when it came to Lathander, with whom he had a good relationship, Hill would only say there was an eighty or ninety percent chance.
The Undead were the same.
Even though most things ended up going basically without issue once they were in the Undead's hands... naturally, that was assuming one ignored the process, Hill would still leave himself some room.
It was precisely because Russell had seen this side of his teacher that he had been so cautious... under normal circumstances, there should have been no problems when his Mage Tower was sealed at the top.
Unless some exceptionally powerful God suddenly rushed out and unleashed a devastating move at the exact moment the Mage Tower closed.
Yet Russell had still chosen not to complete the task independently. Instead, he had come to ask Hill to guard him during the most dangerous moment... even if that would cast a shadow of teacher-assisted work over the Mage Tower he and Carpenter had built through sheer hard labor.
Russell knew very well what mattered most to him.
The fact that he could already build a Mage Tower on his own would not become false just because others questioned it.
No matter what trouble he encountered in the future, Russell would be able to repair and reinforce it himself... that was what truly mattered.
At least he would not be like those idiots from Despair Tower... after recovering from the horror of the Fruit of Wisdom, Russell quickly grasped Despair Tower's most unbelievable mistake this time.
Whether Despair