The room was spacious. Apart from her own single bed, there was also a desk, a chair, and a separate bathroom. However, the place where the exit was supposed to be was a door made of metal railings.
Tyria got up and walked over. She frowned and took a closer look. There seemed to be magic patterns on the door, but she didn't dare to touch them because the level of the magic patterns was too high. She couldn't understand them at all.
As for the fact that she was imprisoned, Tyrion had actually expected it. After all, before she fainted, she was already in a state of "losing control" and even hurt Naifei. Thinking of this, she was so confused that she paced back and forth in the house for a while. When she heard a noise coming from outside, she immediately went over and was surprised to see a dragon with a long horn on his head walking over with five or six mages.
This group of people were all wearing standard robes with insignias representing their rank on their chests. Some of them were even holding strange instruments in their hands with charging crystals inserted into them.
"Tyria Galen."
"Ah … Yes, it's me."
Hearing the cold but dignified words, Tyria felt her scalp tighten. Her body tensed up as if she was being judged.
But what happened next wasn't as scary as she imagined. The Dragons glanced at the paper in his hand and asked someone to open the door. "I'm Eusilian, Elder of the Green Dragons. I'm responsible for the treatment of all humans who have been 'invaded by the demons', but I need your cooperation first. I'll say this in advance, I can't confirm the length of the treatment because some people can recover, and some may never recover. It depends on your ability. "
Tyria quickly nodded. She stood in the room at a loss, but now she could confirm that the other party was indeed here to 'treat' her.
But she was also a little worried. "That … Elder Eusilian, will this cost a lot of money?"
Eusilian and the other mages were stunned. They looked at each other with a strange expression. One of the mages almost couldn't hold it in and lowered his head to rub his mouth.
The Emerald Dragon Elder cleared his throat and replied, "That's why I'm here now — it's like this, because the 'Demonic Invasion' would cause a certain connection between you and ordinary demonic creatures, which would aid in our research on demons. That's why we need your assistance in the healing process … Hmm, just some tests and forms, you don't have to do much."
As he spoke, he handed over a stack of papers in his hand. "Of course, we won't force you to do these things. If you agree and sign this agreement, we'll waive all your expenses here, including treatment, accommodation, and so on. If you refuse, there's no problem, but you'll have to pay for the treatment separately. Here's the approximate amount. "
Tyria glanced at the long string of numbers and quickly agreed, "I'll sign it!"
Flipping through the stack of papers, she discovered that the agreement wasn't harsh at all. In fact, it could even be said to be very broad. What surprised Tyria the most was that her range of activities wasn't completely limited to this room. Instead, she could 'take a breather' at a set time … which was to enter some public areas specially prepared for those infected by the demonic invasion.
Nominally speaking, this was for their 'mental health'.
As long as she was followed by specialized personnel, she could even go to the library inside the Magic Tower to borrow books for free.
This made Tyria feel dizzy as if a pie had fallen from the sky. This was because the library here was a place that countless mages dreamed of. Her hand trembled as she signed and asked, "Can I really … go to the lectures?"
"Only for some specific courses. Most of the lectures don't have seats. Nowadays, there are many mages coming to Hollier, so it's hard to get a seat for the lectures. Besides, if your level isn't high enough, it'll be a waste of time. Do you understand?"
Elder Eusilian seemed to be a little impatient, but he still maintained the most basic courtesy on his face. Tyria immediately knew that she had asked too much. She quickly handed the agreement back, but was stopped by Eusilian. "This is a soul agreement. The highest level agreement isn't as simple as just signing."
At this point, the other mages behind him immediately stepped forward and assembled the things in their hands into a magic circle. Tyria was asked to stand on the magic circle and re-read the main terms of the agreement. After the highest level 'soul agreement' was completed, she immediately realized that she didn't have any connection with the elder Dragons in front of her. Instead, she felt that there was a strange resonance with the entire Magic Tower.
"Alright, thank you for being willing to participate in our research. This is your activity schedule. In a sense, you are now a collaborator of the research department. Although for safety reasons, we have to conduct a series of monitoring on you, but I hope you can understand that you still retain most of your authority, including the ability to communicate with friends and the like. "
At this point, Tyria immediately asked, "Oh right, my friend Naify — she seems to have been injured by me. I would like to ask … How is she now?"
Eusilian acted as if he didn't know anything. He turned to look at his assistants, and one of them replied, "Is it the mage that you sent flying? She's receiving treatment, but she's not in the Magic Tower. If there's any news, I'll pass it to you. "
"Alright, alright, thank you!"
Tyria was extremely grateful, but she didn't dare to ask for more. Eusilian and the other assistants then carried out a series of tests on her, and the conclusion they came up with was' Invasion Level: Level 6 '. According to them,' Level 10 'was the highest level, and it belonged to the type that was basically incurable. Someone like Talia could still be saved.
"The specific treatment arrangements are in the form in your hand. There will be one this afternoon. Alright, you can arrange the rest of the time yourself. Remember, no matter where you go, always have someone by your side. Mage Sylvia, you stay here. "
"Yes, Elder Eusilian."
After Sylvia bowed, Eusilian turned around and walked towards another room like a chief physician in a hospital. At the same time, he said, "Who's next?"
When the voices gradually quieted down, Tyria carefully greeted Sylvia. Sylvia didn't maintain her solemn expression, and smiled. "Actually, your condition is still under control. Currently, the Magic Tower uses a special isolation formation. Usually, the victims of the invasion don't show any particularly serious symptoms, so there's no need to worry about you changing into anything else for the time being …"
"Change? Will there be any big changes to the invasion of the demons? "
Tyria felt her scalp tighten, but Sylvia didn't seem to see it. She smiled and invited her, "How about this, I'll bring you to the exhibition hall first and teach you some knowledge. What do you think?"
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