Why did Victor know about the existence of the Magic Library?

However, Viktor's request was just the beginning.

"I want a staff made from a unicorn's horn, a fourth-tier magic dragon's tail, and a hundred-year-old locust tree branch."

"A robe made from the scales of a fourth-tier golden jade dragon, the webs of an ominous spider, and powdered magic stones."

...

The mage was speechless for a moment when he heard Victor's request.

These are all top-quality treasures.

Not only are they expensive, but the materials are also difficult to obtain.

Dragons are not commonplace.

Even though the phantom had no face, Viktor could still see the bewilderment and embarrassment in its pause.

"Lord Victor, if I may be so bold, these are what you want..."

"If they don't agree, then there's no need for me to join the Mage Council."

After he finished speaking, flames burst into flames in Victor's hand.

The Phantom Mage was taken aback. He stared at the flame in Victor's hand and continued speaking.

"This letter has been treated with a special material that prevents it from burning with ordinary flames..."

But soon, Viktor showed him what a surprise was.

Suddenly, a fire broke out on one side of the letter, and it gradually spread upwards.

The Phantom Mage was stunned as he watched the letter burst into flames.

He could only stand there, dumbfounded, listening as Viktor's voice faded away once more:

Give me a reply within one day.

"Remember, my requirements remain the same."

Soon, the letter was completely burned to ashes, and the phantom's voice abruptly stopped.

After the annoying noises disappeared, Victor sat calmly in his chair.

Looking at him so relaxed, Vega asked the question that had been bothering him.

What kind of place is the City of Mages?

It was first heard of this name in Rachel's ocean of knowledge.

It intended to ask, as it seemed like a very interesting place.

Hearing Vega's words triggered a memory in Victor.

The City of Mages, also known as 'Endymion, the Sky City'

This is the paradise that all mage players dream of visiting.

There was a huge magic library there, the size of which was unknown, but the labyrinthine library was filled with all kinds of magic.

Only mage players with sufficient contribution points can learn incredibly powerful true spells there, spells that are inaccessible to ordinary mages.

They even have the opportunity to learn magic of the fifth rank and above.

Endymion did not belong to any country.

It is a land of mages that exists independently of all nations.

Here, you can see powerful mages from all places, races, and ages.

Any mage who can enter the City of Mages is probably one of the best in the world.

Of course, although there was no state regulation, Endymion had clear legal provisions.

You can live well in Endymion just as well if you follow the law and ignore morality.

But once you leave Endymion, things can be unpredictable.

Such disgusting scoundrels, collectively wiped out by the mages, are not uncommon.

Therefore, Endymion is also known as the ultimate place of morality.

Incidentally, only mages of rank three or above can enter the Mage Capital, and their qualifications must be recognized by the Mage Council.

Although Viktor was strong enough, his reputation was too bad to get in.

And now...

His public record of defeating demons was enough for the Mage Council to disregard his morality and extend an invitation.

As for his requests, will the other party agree to them?

They certainly would; these old mages wouldn't miss out on a young and powerful new blood.

After the recollection ended, Viktor gave Vega a brief explanation.

"It was a city that floated in the air."

Vega's eyes lit up; it sounded like he was having a really good time.

But right now it was very sleepy, and Vega was yawning, wanting nothing more than to sleep.

Feeling that its eyelids were almost too heavy to lift, it weakly complained to Victor:

"I'm serious, do you know how important sleep is for a crow?"

Victor glanced at Vega and gave a faint sarcastic remark.

"Has the evil god finally admitted that his species is a crow?"

Vega didn't want to respond to him, so she flew onto his shoulder, looking like she was about to fall asleep.

Seeing this, Victor slowly stood up and took out his pocket watch.

It's still early, so it's definitely a good time to catch up on some sleep.

He walked slowly toward his room, and as he passed Henrie's room, Victor made a point of glancing at it.

Viktor glanced at the yellow light, but sensed no living presence in Henney's room.

"Is he awake already?"

He stopped paying attention and took Vega straight back to his room.

Victor's house was so big that an average person living alone in such a spacious room might feel scared at night.

Some plants have climbed onto the ground, leaving a large space.

When Vega saw the pole he had been longing for, he quickly flew up and dozed off.

But just before going to sleep, it suddenly sensed something, glanced at Viktor's bed, and the bird perked up immediately.

Its eyes were full of mockery as it said to Victor:

"Why aren't you asleep, Victor?"

Viktor was silent for a moment. He looked at a bulge in the blanket on his bed, reached out, and tugged at the blanket.

A soft succubus rolled out of the blankets, still fast asleep.

He would occasionally talk in his sleep.

"Huff... Victor... Professor... Hehe."