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Chapter 13

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"Ah?"

"What's there to 'huh' about? He's causing trouble in the library, and he's completely disrespecting the Mage Guild. He's lucky we didn't break his legs. Oh, yes, if that Monchi comes to look for me tomorrow, tell him that I've gone to Alanna, and I'll probably be back in 10 days … Oh no, I'll probably be back in a month."

"Ah?"

This time, Solon couldn't react at all. W-w-what … What was going on? Wasn't Teacher turning hostile too quickly?

Wasn't he just chatting happily? Why did he turn hostile in the blink of an eye? Not only did he tell Mason to scram, but he also made Monchi unwelcome. Wasn't this a little illogical?

"So, it's not without reason that you took so long to become a Great Mage. Can't you use your brain and think about it? Why did I talk so much with that father and son pair? Wasn't it because I didn't want to hear them talk about cooperation? If it weren't for those old fellows from the Black Tower, I would have already told them to scram."

"But why? Teacher, didn't you say that this cooperation with Monchi would only benefit our Sage Tower? "It would have been better if Solomon hadn't explained, but now that he did, Sauron was even more confused.

"That was before!" Saruman unhappily glared at his disciple, and a sneer appeared on his aged face. "That father and son pair probably think that I don't know anything because I'm old. Last month, Roger Merlin's shipwreck definitely had something to do with the Twin Moons Trade Union."

"…" This time, Solon didn't say anything. He only looked at the old man suspiciously. Roger Merlin had already been dead for more than a month, yet you still had the time to fight for him? When did you become so righteous?

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Saruman suddenly flew into a rage out of humiliation, and fiercely glared at his disciple. "Are you trying to say that I, your teacher, am not someone with a sense of righteousness? That's why you took so long to become a Great Mage. It's not without reason. Do you know how to respect your teacher?! "

"No, no, no, Teacher, you misunderstood …" The young Great Mage was on the verge of tears.

"Forget it, that's not important …" Saruman waved his hand and let go of his only disciple for the time being. "What's important is that since the one with the pass is Roger Merlin's son, I must have a sense of justice."

"Why is that?"

"Because that pass was exchanged for an alchemy potion."

"You are talking about the potion that was delivered a few days ago?" As Solomon's only disciple, Solon naturally knew that a few days ago, someone had brought a potion to the Sage Tower and exchanged it for a pass with the highest authority. But Solon wasn't too clear about the specifics of the potion. Hearing Solomon's words, he couldn't believe it. "That potion is that important?"

"If you dare to ask that in front of Thorpe, he would definitely be happy to dry you and turn you into a specimen."

"…" The young Great Mage suddenly shrank back. If Great Alchemist Thorpe, one of the three big shots of the Sage Tower, really wanted to dry him and turn him into a specimen, even his teacher might not be able to do so. He was the only dangerous person in the entire Sage Tower who would slam the table and curse in front of his teacher.

But after shrinking back, Solon couldn't help feeling curious. What kind of potion could make the three big shots pay so much attention to it …

Originally, Solon had some conjectures. For example, that potion might have used some precious materials, or that potion just happened to be something one of the three big shots needed.

But Solon definitely hadn't thought that it would be so serious that if he said something wrong, he would be dried by Thorpe and turned into a specimen.

"I'm really not trying to scare you, but you didn't see Thorpe's reaction at the time. He was extremely excited when he held that potion, shouting something about a masterpiece or a Great Master or something. He even said that it was bound to be recorded in the annals of history. In any case, his mind was very abnormal …"

The young mage's expression changed a bit. Thorpe's achievements in the field of potioneering were publicly recognized as authoritative in Thousand Sails City, and his standards were extremely high. He didn't even care about that Great Alchemist of the Twin Moons chamber of commerce. He would always speak of him with disdain.

Over the years, Solon had rarely heard him praise anyone. Being able to nod and say "it's okay" was already a great honor for many people.

But this time, he actually forgot himself and even said that it would be recorded in the annals of history …

'Is that potion really that miraculous?'

"What are you looking at me for? I'm not proficient in potioneering …" Solomon glared at his disciple and gave a very irresponsible answer. "In any case, I heard Thorpe say that every potion could bring a Great Mage to the Sage Tower!"

"…" Solon couldn't help holding his breath as he said those words. What Great Master? What masterpiece? What recorded in the annals of history? These things were far less direct than the title of Great Mage.

The current Sage Tower had a total of thirteen Great Mages, and only seven of them were permanently stationed there. In the ten years that the three big shots had been living in seclusion, the Sage Tower's external expansion, conflicts of interest, and struggles over resources had all been handled by these seven Great Mages. In other words, at least half of the Sage Tower's current status had been established by these seven Great Mages.

If the seven Great Mages were like this …

If it was really as Thorpe said, that every potion could bring a Great Mage to the Sage Tower, then Solon truly didn't dare to imagine what kind of scene that would be.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that any force that obtained the support of this Great Alchemist could easily contend against the Sage Tower in Thousand Sails City. And this was even considering the existence of the three big shots. If the other side also had the ability to restrain the three big shots, then destroying the Sage Tower would be as easy as flipping a hand.

Thinking of this, cold sweat trickled down Solon's forehead.

The only thing worth rejoicing over was that this Great Alchemist seemed to be very low-key. At least, he didn't plan on making a public appearance at the moment. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent a young mage to deliver the potion and then given the pass in exchange for the potion to another young mage.

These two young mages should be the key …

Especially that Mafa Merlin. His relationship with the maker was definitely not ordinary. Otherwise, how could that pass have fallen into his hands?

'No wonder Teacher had such an attitude …'

'If it was really as Teacher said, that the Twin Moons chamber of commerce had played a dishonorable role in Roger Merlin's shipwreck, and it might even be a conspiracy. If this matter was exposed, the Twin Moons chamber of commerce might have to face the wrath of a Great Alchemist …'

As Solon was thinking about this, Solomon concluded the conversation. "At this time, only a fool would cooperate with the Twin Moons Chamber of Commerce …"

"…" The young mage suddenly sympathized with Monchi and his son. In order to finalize this cooperation with the Sage Tower, they had been busy for almost half a year, and they hadn't hesitated to promise all kinds of generous conditions, but in the end, they weren't even as good as a bottle of potion from the other side.

"Alright, I've told you what I needed to tell you. You can decide how to deal with it. Don't always ask me for everything. You will take over my position sooner or later, so learning how to deal with these things early on would be good for you."

"Yes, I'll go …"

A month passed in a flash. After that conversation in the reception room, Solon couldn't help but pay attention to that young mage.

Solon then discovered that this young mage was very interesting. His reading range was very wide, from casual books like Noscent's history to profound magic knowledge like the Kidd Formula. He could casually pick up a book and read it for an entire day. Sometimes, Solon even suspected that he didn't have a standard for what he read and that he was just reading whatever he could get his hands on.

There were several times that Solon wanted to remind him that being able to enter the Sage Tower's library was a very rare opportunity. Many mages were even willing to go bankrupt for this opportunity. But now that he had obtained this opportunity, he didn't cherish it at all. Every day, he would look around without any pattern or plan. Sometimes, he would even read some books with great interest. He might not feel anything now, but he would definitely regret it in the future.

It was the same today …

After breakfast, Solon walked into the library and habitually glanced at the corner of the wall. Solon knew that at this time every day, the young mage would sit in a fixed position, and then casually pick up a book and read for the whole day.

Sure enough, when Solon looked over, that young mage was already sitting in his seat, holding a book with a red stripe on the cover and reading it with gusto.

'Again …' Solon suddenly sighed. He wasn't reading a casual book today, but in Solon's eyes, it wasn't much different from a casual book.

The red stripe meant that the knowledge in that magic book was at least at the Great Mage level. To a 1st Rank Mage that had just advanced a few days ago, how was that any different from a casual book?

Moreover, this wasn't the first time that Mafa Merlin had done this. Solon even saw him holding a magic book with silver stripes and reading it with gusto. It was simply absurd, that was the knowledge of a High Mage.

Solon truly couldn't stand it. How could a mage that didn't have enough respect for knowledge have any achievements in magic?

Look, a magic book that only Great Mages were qualified to read was like a leisure book in his hands. He didn't think at all and didn't take notes at all. He just flipped through the pages one after another. His relaxed expression even made Sauron feel that he wasn't studying, but resting.

Solon definitely didn't know that he had guessed correctly this time.

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