Darkness enveloped the dark purple room.
The room was surrounded by piles of different kinds of magic books, varying in size and thickness.
In the very center of the room stood a dignified and elegant desk.
The table was even decorated with the special emblem of the Royal Academy of Magic.
Standing in front of the desk was a woman wearing a soft fox fur cloak.
She would occasionally tidy up the piles of books around the room and carefully trim the delicate little potted plants placed on the table and balcony.
Humming a cheerful tune, with a satisfied smile on his face, he admired his masterpiece, looking very content and happy.
"Hmph hmph hmph~"
Indeed, today will be the happiest day for Henney.
Because she finally welcomed Professor Victor's return.
If all of the previous speculation was merely conjecture about Victor's return...
So when he stepped into the Demon Tower and touched it, all his guesses became reality.
This magic tower was meticulously constructed by Heni according to the model of the academy's mage tower.
Aside from the appearance of the mage tower, she made some minor changes.
She even endowed this magic tower with the same unique spatial characteristics as the mage tower.
These were all easy for Heni; she only needed to master the operating runes within the mage tower to achieve them.
As for the identity verification process, Henney needs Saphiros's assistance to complete it.
She knew that Sephiros was a cyborg created by the Raiser family and possessed the family's top magical technology.
In short, Saphiros possesses a vast information database.
Once someone is recorded in her database, she can remember them forever and recognize them accurately.
She can easily tell two people who look exactly alike apart.
Therefore, the moment Victor appeared beneath the Magic Tower and reached out to touch it...
Safiros's database reacted immediately, automatically searching for all information about Victor and quickly comparing it.
"Professor, he should be arriving soon."
Just as Hene was thinking this, a ray of light descended into the dark room.
Saphiros wore a loose, pale robe with a long train that trailed across the floor of the room.
After the teleportation, she slowly raised her head, and her deep green snake eyes seemed to vibrate slightly.
She stood quietly behind Henney, but Henney did not turn around.
The elegant singing still echoed in the room as she carefully placed the magic book in the designated corner.
Safiros watched as Hennie skillfully arranged the room's decorations, her voice ringing out mechanically.
"There are two people outside the Demon Tower. Should we let them in together?"
Saphiros's words made Henney pause slightly as she arranged the books, and she replied without turning her head:
"Let Wrightton handle it; they'll know what's good for them."
"By the way, where's the professor?"
She put down the book she was about to put away and turned her head away.
A pair of eyes, as yellow and shimmering as amber, gazed quietly at Saphiros.
When Safiros saw Hennie turn around, she lowered her head to avoid eye contact.
The voice remained calm as it spoke:
“Victor Clavner has come in.”
"Would you like me to bring him over?"
Upon hearing this, Hene slowly extended her hand.
The gentle fingertips landed on Saphiros's chin, gently lifting her face.
Saphiros couldn't avoid his gaze; her green eyes met Heni's.
She could feel Henne's gaze roaming over her face.
In the end, their eyes met perfectly.
Hene's lips curled up slightly, a faint smile appearing on her face.
"No need, go and rest."
Saphiros seemed a little confused, and her first instinct was to refute.
"But I'm afraid you..."
"We are friends, not masters and servants."
Henne's eyes were as deep as the starry sea, filled with gentle persuasion and explanation.
"You don't need to always be by my side to protect me."
She gently released her palm, and the cheerful humming melody danced in the air once more as she turned and walked towards her desk.
I picked up the books I had just read and quietly and neatly placed them on the corner of the table.
The spines of the books were precisely aligned with the edge of the table, their placement seemingly random yet incredibly accurate.
After completing these steps, her melody ceased.
Looking at the chair in front of her desk, Henney seemed lost in deep memories.
It felt like going back ten years.
"and……"
"I'm willing to do it for him."
...
Viktor's consciousness was trapped inside the magic tower.
No, to be precise, it should be called the Mage Tower.
Bricks and floors constantly shifting positions, broken rocks and wooden staircases wander endlessly through the space.
The runes flowing nearby were like a familiar melody, guiding Viktor as if he were once again in the academy of yesteryear.
By this time, Victor had formed some initial guesses about the master of the magic tower.
However, he still needs further verification.
From the outside, the Magic Tower has seventy floors.
The magic tower inside does indeed have seventy floors.
Their distribution pattern is not like a staircase, where one floor leads upwards.
In this illusory and hazy space, there are seventy entrances of different shapes and in random positions.
However, when Victor tried to use magic to connect with space and enter it, just as he had done in the mage tower.
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