"..."
"Let's go..."
As Yinla said this, he took the lead and stood on the Crimson Tower teleportation array. He looked at Tops, who was turning his head away, and then at the other teachers and students of the Crimson Tower who were watching the two leave. He said, "Do you need to say goodbye to them again?"
Tops turned his head back, sighed, and stood on the magic circle. He looked at the female mage controlling the magic circle and exclaimed, "Actually... no, no one stopped me after all."
"..."
In response, both Yinla and the female sorceress glanced at him, but said nothing... Interestingly, the sorceress was far more selfless than imagined; they were well aware that they would witness history.
Even though this history is not friendly to the entire mage community.
"You know what? Tops, the Crimson Tower isn't necessarily unable to accommodate you."
As Yinla said this, looking around at the red-covered surroundings, he continued, "However, it also means that you are not necessarily qualified to stay in the Crimson Tower, because it is too tiring."
"Just like you?"
Tops asked this question.
Just like me.
Yinla gave a very simple answer.
"..."
"Do you know what significance your invention would have for the entire mage community... or rather, for the world, if it were to become widespread and your courses were to become more comprehensive?"
As Yinla asked this question, before the other person could say anything, he continued, "The definition of a mage will change, and the greatness of the powerful will shift from one direction to another."
This sounds a bit like a riddle.
So neither Tops nor the female mage understood, but that didn't stop Tops from shaking his head. The thin male mage said, "I've thought about it, but those things are irrelevant to me... I'm just following the thirst for knowledge that every mage possesses."
Yes, the mage always pursues the truth... even if he himself is just a moth drawn to the flame.
...
In this world, nobility and status are quite secure, and there is absolutely no hope of rewriting the world with the power of commoners... The most basic power makes the significance of bloodline extremely important.
The nobility of bloodline is not something bestowed upon a person, but rather the power inherent in that bloodline itself. This is a superior quality, and something extremely difficult to change...
For example, in a normal country, if a former prime minister is so disliked that he is shot by a righteous person, that would be a very normal situation, but it wouldn't work in this world.
The adventurers, rising up in resistance, picked up sharp swords, intending to attack the tyrant... and swung with all their might, but couldn't even break the tyrant's automatically activated shield. The tyrant, completely disregarding them, waved his hand, and their heads were shattered.
This was not an execution or assassination; it was just a madman doing something nonsensical.
In this world, whether it's Uther, Cassiopeia, or that simpleton, none of them have any guards by their side, because their strength has long since made them unnecessary to protect them... If they are destined to be killed, no number of guards will make a difference.
Of course, a French man who doesn't mind revealing his name would probably only be thinking about "fighting it out" at that point, rather than trying to slip away quickly.
But if Tops' invention could become widespread... that would truly bridge the gap between the powerful and the common people. As long as the cost of the [Automatic Staff] could be controlled, then ordinary professionals might be qualified to kill kings.
It might be possible to achieve this by simply increasing the quantity, which still sounds strange and cruel, but it's still much better than the current situation of having "not a shred of hope."
Gods and legends... are difficult for mortals to defeat, but their essence is different.
This is a breakthrough from zero to one, and it will likely be easier to become two, three, four, and then catch up... all the way to the authority of the gods.
"So, you're inviting me on behalf of the Demon King's territory... is that alright?"
Tops asked this question with some hesitation. Although he had heard that Ira was doing well in the Demon King's territory, he didn't know much about it. He asked, "What specific work do you need me to do?"
There's no need to worry about whether we're qualified to invite him.
If this were in the Empire, Yinla would definitely have avoided such a situation, but in the Demon King's territory, he could be more unrestrained. He didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "What was the biggest difficulty you encountered during your research?"
Upon hearing Yinla's words, Tops fell into deep thought, unaware that the three of them had already arrived at the White Tower... The female mage shrugged, not intending to stay in the White Tower any longer, and prepared to return directly.
Regardless, she is a mage from the Crimson Tower.
"..."
"There are quite a few difficulties..."
Tops slowly began to speak, a helpless expression on his face, saying, "The biggest problem is that I can't continue this research alone... I need students or colleagues who support me."
As he was saying this, Topps seemed to have not finished speaking, and continued to mutter other problems: "I don't have enough funds, so I can't try most of the materials that are suitable for my new wand, as well as the materials and textures for engraving... I'm not very good at forging wands myself."
"My magic reserves are very poor, and my bloodline is not pure. Therefore, when I was being evaluated for my professional title, I was only awarded the title of Archmage, which is not enough to support my long-term experiments."
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