The White Tower... its full name is the Tower of Pure White. It is one of only three places in the world that teach magic to all students equally. Apart from this place, the only way to pass on magic is through the master-disciple relationship.
It is a teacher-student relationship like that of Ira and Isabella, Vera and Isabella. As for conducting classes extensively and teaching magic, that is not allowed... because knowledge is a valuable thing.
Before becoming a student of the Tower of Pure White, one must first swear to follow the rules of the Tower of Pure White... Among these are several rules common to all three mage towers, one of which is—classes are prohibited.
Of course, since the rules are so simple, it's obvious that you can try to find loopholes... But whether you break the rules or not is not up to you to decide, so those who tried to find loopholes are now dust.
It's to the point that even if someone wanted to resurrect it as an undead, they wouldn't be able to do it.
The White Tower Conference is a meeting where graduates return to the White Tower to exchange ideas... To put it simply, it's an invitation from the alma mater for graduates to return to school for a class reunion.
There's also the intention of using it as a model to show to new students...
"So, Ira, you mean you want the Tower of Pure White's permission to teach spells to lesser demons and goblins on a large scale... Is that really necessary?"
As Vera said this, she looked at Ira with a puzzled expression and said, "So far, there are very few people who have been granted exceptions by the Three Towers. There is absolutely no precedent... It's just to make the work of those monsters a little easier."
In this regard, Ira knew very well that he could not explain it to Vera. He could probably explain his reasons for doing this to any of the leaders in the Demon King's territory, but not to Vera.
The concept of empire was already deeply rooted in her heart... Just like someone who has traveled to a parallel world, no matter how many times they repeat it in their mind, it is difficult not to run a red light in a world where "red light means go, green light means stop".
"I don't really know the specifics of what to do, but I'll probably talk to my advisor first..."
As he said this, Ira shook his head and looked at Mobius, who was already prepared for the ceremony and waiting for the two of them. He nodded to him, indicating that he and Vera were ready.
The three of them are now standing on a pure white magic circle, drawn with light dust... the only designated material for the teleportation array to the Tower of Pure White.
This magic circle is not difficult; almost every student at the White Tower can draw it.
"Buzz~"
As Vera and Mobiras channeled Mana into the magic circle, the circle began to hum, and the scenery around the three of them was gradually covered by a dazzling white light... It would take about a minute to teleport there.
Throughout this process, the three of them will have to constantly face this vast expanse of white...
"Speaking of which, Mobius, who is your current mentor?"
Vera asked, remembering clearly that Mobiras was originally Ira's junior, but later transferred to study under a mentor in the Necromancer school. She asked, "Chiara Rudnev? Or Isidro Collins?"
Kiara is the grandmaster of the Battle Mage school, which Ira belongs to and which Mobiras previously belonged to, while Isidro is the grandmaster of the Necromancer school... and also the mentor who led Mobiras, the lich conversion ritual.
"He can be considered Isidro's mentor."
Mobiras responded without moving, his voice filled with reminiscence, "But I still have to go visit Instructor Chiara... otherwise I might be punished by Iron Fist."
"Your mentor is really scary, don't you think, Ira?"
Ira shrugged at Vera's words, not denying it, but saying, "While that is true, Instructor Chiara has never hit me."
Regardless, Ira can be considered an outstanding student, the kind of student that everyone admires.
As the three were talking, the surrounding white light gradually dissipated, and what appeared before them was a pure white, sacred, and enormous tower that seemed to rise majestically into the clouds.
Beside it is a clear stream and a forest filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. You can also see the lush potion garden and the monster garden directly from here. There is a reason why this demiplane was valued by the builders of the Pure White Tower.
The environment here is diverse and can meet the different needs of many students.
At this moment, around the Pure White Tower, there are many young mages, or mage apprentices who have not yet officially become mages, learning and taking courses under the guidance of their mentors and grand mentors.
There were also many pillars shrouded in white light all around... The Tower Conference was about to begin, and the former students were returning to the tower one after another.
Ah, how I miss those days~
As Vera said this, she stretched and said, "It's great that no one here is after me, and I don't need to care about the infighting in the court... I really shouldn't have returned to the Empire back then. I should have continued my studies."
Mobius nodded... That's why he didn't return to the Empire, but instead joined the Demon King's territory.
"No one is scheming against you! I'm the one who should be saying that!"
Iraq complained like this.
"Ha, you're right."
Vera smiled as she spoke. She simply taught Isabella magic, and there was no one scheming against her. All she could do was think about how to be funny all day long... She asked, "Ira, are you going to stay at the White Tower for two days?"
“I’ve already told Satan Ye that we’ll be back within three days. If anything unexpected happens, we can just tell her then…”
As Ira was speaking, she originally wanted to say, "We can talk to her about it later," but it seemed that quite a few mages had already recognized the three of them, and the crowd that was supposed to enter the tower began to gather around them.
Indeed, even if we don't mention Ira... Although Ira didn't pay much attention, Vera was quite famous among her classmates, after all, she was a super troublemaker, known for her mischief and getting into trouble.
Mobius is also quite famous, after all, he is one of the super lucky ones who survived the hands of the "Ritual Death God - Isidro Collins" who has a 99% failure rate in rituals.
(Mobius: ???)
"Huh? Is that Ira?"
“Really, the Cruel Blood Witch hasn’t changed at all.”
"Ira, do you remember me? During our duel, you cut off one of my legs."
"You actually went back to the tower? I've been hearing a lot about you, Ira."
"..."
Well, apart from Ira, Vera and Mobiras were completely ignored... Most of these mages, dressed in standard mage attire and wearing pointed hats, who called Ira the "Cruel Blood Witch," were not very familiar with her.
Those who were in the same year as Ira would simply call me by my name... because they knew Ira was more used to doing so.
I really miss the days when I studied in the White Pagoda.
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