Chapter 101

Mel and I instantly Teleportation to the second floor, standing on either side of Professor Yamier. We both reached out our hands at the same time, but our hands passed through the air and touched each other.

--Wasn't it Professor Yamier who answered just now? When did Echoes of Memory start answering questions?

As we watched in astonishment, Teacher Yamier's phantom revealed a very sly smile. He said, "Would you welcome a Tower Spirit in your home? Don't worry, I won't peek into your rooms... I've never done so before."

... You might as well not have added that second half of the sentence!!!

Mel and I were both speechless, especially Mel, who stared in astonishment. I vaguely saw tears welling up in his blue eyes, slowly condensing. Then, Teacher Yamier instinctively reached out, but his fingers passed right through Mel's cheek.

I gently raised my hand and wiped away the tears from the corner of Mel's eyes.

"I'm sorry," Yamier said, "I'm sorry..."

"You... teacher, your consciousness exists?" Mel reached out and gently grasped Yamier's long, flowing hair, his voice filled with expectation, and Yamier did not disappoint him.

"I've been in this tower all this time, but I've only just regained full consciousness," said Professor Yamier. "I'm sorry, my life is finite, my knowledge is limited, and I've left you here alone for so many years..."

However, Mel was so overjoyed that he couldn't speak at that moment. Following the spiritual energy that was connected to him and flowed together in the magic tower, I could directly feel Mel's immense joy that was overflowing. He had always regretted that he hadn't spent enough time with his teacher, but now it seemed that he had truly been given a chance to make up for it!

"Excuse me, how did you do that?" I was also very surprised. I've rarely seen anything like this before; it's unprecedented! In ancient times, some mages would become vengeful spirits after death, mostly because they harbored resentment in life but didn't know Necromancy Spells and couldn't become liches. But this is truly the first time I've seen such a gentle and peaceful archmage transform himself into... Tower Spirit?

How did they do that?! This is absolutely, positively advanced magic!

Generally speaking, some ancient mages liked to capture ghosts and fix them in towers as Butler. We mages call these things Tower Spirit. These ghosts would combine with the magic tower, and the magic tower would supply energy to maintain their stable existence. But this is truly the first time I've ever seen a great mage who turned himself into Tower Spirit!

Teacher Yamier revealed that sly smile again, wagged his finger, and uttered that famous, well-known saying, "A mage always has a backup plan; you can try to solve the mystery yourselves."

Wow, that's a really great follow-up move! I nodded, and Ms. Yamier winked at me. I couldn't help but blush a little—although I've had three teachers, none of them looked at us like this, like a father doting on us. So I quickly covered my face and didn't dare to look at Ms. Yamier anymore.

"Hey, put him down!" Teacher Yamier suddenly pointed to the poor Butler, "That fellow is my partner, you could say she's your teacher's wife."

Before we could even react with surprise, the Butler suddenly began to frantically dart about again, his tentacles writing rapidly in the air. "Who is the master's wife?! What the hell is that?! You can chant spells randomly, but you can't say things randomly! I'm a man!"

"Hmm..." Teacher Yamier said meaningfully, then shrugged, "I can't tell."

Ha ha ha ha...

Mel and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. It was truly unbelievable! The Butler looked like a floating bed sheet; you couldn't tell if he was male or female in life! Even if we called him "Madam Butler" now, it wouldn't feel out of place at all!

So Mel, suppressing her stomach ache from laughing, put him down. The Butler immediately flew up to a high place, grabbed a bunch of brooms, and started sweeping the floor frantically. But I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I felt like the ghost's white sheets had turned pink.

Mr. Yamier suddenly sighed and said, "Mel, you don't have parents anymore. If you want to pursue this matter, then we'll consider ourselves your parents."

Ah?

The news today is getting bigger and bigger!

"Do you know why, until now, only God has been able to give life, while no matter how powerful a mage is in the world, they cannot give life through magic?" Teacher Yamier suddenly asked.

Mel replied, "Because Conservation of Life."

Yes—this is the eternal boundary between humans and gods. No matter how powerful we human mages are, we cannot break through this barrier to create other life forms. Even if we can create flesh golems and make things similar to Artificial Demon, those things all require sacrifices, that is, lives that are sacrificed.

This is the Law of Equivalent Exchange in the laws of magic.

"Yes, so apart from natural conception, magic cannot create new life." Yamier smiled, her eyes crinkling. "That year, a mother carrying her child came to my door, asking for help to save her child who was infected with the plague at birth. But unfortunately, the mother was already dead when she handed the child to me."

Mel's eyes flickered, as if he had guessed something.

"At that time, my partner Nova looked at this child who had died shortly after birth and found that the child's soul still remained in the corpse, looking at his mother with a longing for life. Nova was three hundred years old that year, and he said, 'Anyway, I've lived a long time, and I don't have many more years to live. Rather than growing old and dying a limp, I'll just switch places with this child. It's such a good deal! When this child becomes a legendary archmage, the life I've traded away in these few years will become hundreds of years. I'm such a good businessman!'"

Mel looked up at the pink Butler high in the sky and took a soft breath.

Teacher Yamier said, "So I used forbidden magic to exchange your lives. I brought the dead child back to life, but I made a request to the mother. I asked her to give you to us. The mother was overjoyed to see her dead child come back to life and agreed. Then she left, satisfied, keeping you. I heard that she later went to medical school and researched many new vaccines."

"But..." Mel paused, "I remember you said your partner was about your age, and if he were three hundred years old..."

"Oh, you're already three hundred and eighteen years old this year," Teacher Yamier said quickly. "After your resurrection, your soul and body were slightly out of sync, so I froze you. You were frozen for three hundred years before being thawed, and only then did you officially resurrect and begin to grow up. However, counting the years you've existed, you are indeed over three hundred, so congratulations on eating young grass."

Mel: "..."

I...

Hahahahaha...

I was laughing so hard I could hardly breathe. I glanced at Mel was still dressed in women's clothing...

Mel was so embarrassed his nose turned red. He glared at me, while Shadow stomped his feet to the side. I didn't know what was wrong with me; there wasn't really anything funny, but just thinking about it...

Wow, Mel, you're a three-hundred-year-old man! How dare you take advantage of me, a young man who's not even thirty! You're so awful!

Hahaha... Hey! Mel, don't run away! I'll stop laughing, okay? Hahaha! You're three hundred years old, don't argue with someone who's only thirty!

Chapter 101

Teacher Yamier watched the fleeing human and ghost, laughed along with me, and shook his head helplessly.

Standing next to him, I suddenly felt like crying. To hide this rather inappropriate impulse, I could only keep smiling. But the way Mel looked, with his ears all red, running away in a panic, was really funny.

I was still laughing when suddenly a pair of hands wrapped around my neck from behind. Judging from the scent, it was definitely Mel. After running away, he seemed to remember something and suddenly teleported back, grabbing my waist and neck. My vision blurred, and the scenery instantly changed to our bedroom at the top of the tower.