Chapter 39

"... Experts are here to provide some information through this station: a mage's tower is a unique type of architecture, unlike ordinary buildings such as water towers or television towers. A mage's tower is a special structure imbued with Magic Power and can even be considered a magical artifact. Therefore, His Excellency Reynold, the Speaker of the Magic Council, reminds all citizens that Lord Mephistopheles's tower-building permit was approved by the government. Citizens are urged not to attempt to trespass on a mage's tower out of curiosity, and fans are especially advised to remain rational, as unauthorized trespassing may result in attacks from the tower's defense system..."

Wow! I couldn't help but smile with delight; Mel had already prepared the tower!

Then we can probably move in in the next couple of days!

"... The reporter discovered that all filming equipment malfunctioned as soon as they approached the area surrounding the mage tower. Therefore, the reporter can only describe the tower's magnificent appearance verbally. Although the tower is not as tall as the skyscrapers of the capital, it is, after all, the personal property of the legendary archmage Mephistopheles. In the capital, where land is incredibly valuable, owning such a magnificent tower is quite extravagant for the archmage... The tower is entirely black, seemingly constructed of a matte magical stone. The windows and doors are adorned with ornate carvings, possibly depicting some kind of magical creature, but the reporter does not recognize such a creature..."

"... Currently, people from all walks of life are sending visiting cards to the Grand Mage, hoping to pay their respects and congratulate him on his new home. However, no visitors have entered the tower yet. Anyone entering the outer territory of the mage's tower will trigger the defense mechanism. It is known that the outer defense spells will cause those who accidentally enter to become severely lost, their mobile phone navigation and maps will malfunction, and they will be unable to reach the tower by air or ground..."

"... According to online rumors, Archmage Mephistopheles recently rejected Speaker Reynold's advances and turned him into a sheep in public because he already had someone he loved. This tower was also built for his beloved. However, due to some kind of anti-photography protective spell on the Archmage at the time of the incident, we still have no way of knowing who this legendary archmage's lover is... Our reporter will continue to follow up on this investigation..."

Moli's mouth was open, and I couldn't resist picking up a strawberry and stuffing it in. She chewed mechanically, strawberry juice dripping down the corners of her mouth. Combined with her recent fondness for bloody makeup, I had the illusion that I was feeding human flesh to a cannibal.

"Moli!"

"Wow... this wedding room is amazing..." Moli exclaimed, startled. "Teacher, I'll go home and pack my bags tonight!"

I nodded. Moli seemed very excited; the child was so happy that she started humming a song. To my surprise, I found that her hovering magic was very effective. Not a drop of soup or vegetable juice was spilled, and she ate very comfortably. She could even precisely control the soup to float up, turning it into a small stream of water that flew into her mouth.

Compared to the other assistants who were scattered everywhere, my apprentice was the best!

... Speaking of which, my Mel is amazing! She builds towers so fast and well, and the defense system is almost finished. I can move into Mel's tower with her in the next couple of days!

Chapter 39

The new head monk didn't show up until the afternoon, so I had plenty of time to assess the children. I reflected on it and realized that I had indeed been too strict with them in their education. I shouldn't have been so demanding; it might have backfired. So I changed my approach.

I asked them to take out their phones and then told them they could play with them freely this afternoon, but the only requirement was: no physical contact was allowed.

The assistants all gasped in unison, their voices so synchronized that I wondered if they had practiced.

In the end, only Moli and Keweite succeeded. After practicing for two hours, Moli successfully opened the novel with her hands completely behind her back and read it with great interest. Although this seemed a bit like cheating—after all, it takes a long time to turn a page when reading a novel—she was very engrossed in it. I observed that she could keep her phone hovering steadily after becoming immersed in the plot, which was commendable. Keweite fared worse. I guess he probably tried to operate the browser but didn't do it well, opening a mobile shopping page with a brightly colored pair of women's underwear on it.

The whole room burst into laughter. Keweite's face turned as red as a traffic light, and he desperately tried to explain that he hadn't bought it... but due to his nervousness, he couldn't close the page.

After work, I regretted it a little because after Moli mastered this skill, she started eating and reading novels while walking. She held a drink and a sandwich in each hand, hooked the other end of a magic chain around my sleeve, and tied it to her waist. Then her phone floated in front of her, and she laughed heartily while reading, completely absorbed in the story.

I glanced silently at the tree in front of me, which was as thick as a person, then looked back at Moli's white forehead. After hesitating for a moment, I still led her around it.

Forget it... considering she's using magic to read novels, I won't bother her anymore.

After sending the focused Moli onto the magic teleporter, I breathed a sigh of relief and went back to my apartment to pack my things. As soon as I entered the door, my phone started ringing incessantly, which startled me so much that I thought there was a demon or Moli hiding in the house.

"Grand Master, did you go to slay a dragon? Could answering a phone call really cause you to fail to escape after slaying the dragon and be burned to ashes on the spot by the Dragon Emperor and his dragon riders?"

As soon as I pressed answer, Ms. Angela's cold voice rang out. I quickly apologized, "Please forgive me, I often forget my phone at home."

"Is that a spatial ring on your finger, or am I mistaken, and it's just a wedding ring?" Ms. Angela raised an eyebrow.

Forehead...

I'm so sorry... I looked down at the exquisite ring, still not used to the feeling of owning a spatial ring. After all, I used to think I could never afford one in my lifetime. Based on the salary of an academician... well, an assistant at the research institute, even if I never retired, I could probably buy a quarter of this ring and take it to my grave.

"I'll get to the point." Ms. Angela looked quite unwell. She seemed to be in the wilderness, the signal was intermittent, and it looked like some poorly lit forest area, which made her look even more alarmed. "I heard that fat guy at your research institute demoted you to assistant?"

"Yes." I nodded. Ms. Angela's information network is truly impressive!

"Hmph." Ms. Angela raised an eyebrow. "Resign."

"Uh, no, my employment contract at the research institute hasn't expired yet, and besides, the Federation is paying for my magic academy education..."

Ms. Angela waved her hand irritably. "Shut up, shut up, forget about this damn contract. Tomorrow, have Lusien submit a report to the Marshal and transfer you to my side. You can start as a Legion Military Mage, or you can take the rank of Shield of the New Star. The pay is better there, and you're pretty good at fighting anyway. It's your choice."

I thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, then let's go to Shield of the New Star."

Angela glared at me, her sharp eyes making me a little uneasy.

"Okay." Angela didn't say anything, then waved her hand again, "Two weeks, I'll go back, and then you and Mephistopheles will need to come with me on a field mission. You're the fierce mage who Hellfire at the summit, right?"

Um... as expected, Ms. Angela spotted me again. Her eyes seemed to be glued to the criminals. No wonder she's an outstanding warden. But I thought she'd use words like "evil"... fierce... um... that doesn't sound very mage-like. Fortunately, it seems Ms. Angela doesn't intend to arrest me and lock me up. Instead, she's decided to continue using my help.

"I've tracked down one of those cyborgs' secret bases. I'll tell you more about it when we get back."

"Okay, I understand."

Before I could finish speaking, her signal dropped. It seems she really is hiding deep in the mountains. Cell phone coverage has been excellent these past few years; you can even get a signal in the dwarves' mines. As a result, major mobile phone manufacturers have launched dwarf-specific models, which are selling like hotcakes. Humans are much more sophisticated than dwarves when it comes to enjoyment. Although dwarves mastered long-distance communication technology earlier than humans, their product design is really terrible. People often mistakenly think that dwarves are poor, but in reality, they are so rich, guarding the crystal mines, that they can buy a ton of cell phones and throw them around to play with.