Chapter 70 The Book of Wisdom

Although silver points are the real hard currency in the control area of ​​the Tower of Truth, some ordinary services still require gold coins.

Therefore, Roland easily spent some gold coins and found an inn to stay in in the starting city.

Roland opened the door of the double room with the key.

He fumbled and pressed the switch on the wall, and then a bright light came on from the ceiling, illuminating the entire room.

Roland frowned slightly, thinking it was a bit too bright, and simply adjusted the switch to lower the brightness by one level.

Then Roland and Hela walked into the room.

Compared to ordinary hotels outside, the hotel conditions in the Starting City are obviously much better.

If other hotels are medieval in style, then this room already has traces of the industrial age.

Various magical furniture similar to electrified furniture can be seen everywhere.

Roland walked to the side of the room and opened the upper cabinet, and a cold wind blew out.

refrigerator.

He closed the refrigerator and looked at the other furniture.

However, as he looked around, a small book on the table caught his attention.

Roland walked over and picked it up.

"Instructions for use."

Roland said the title of the book in the notebook.

It seems to be an instruction manual introducing the functions of various furniture in the room.

Yes, after all, this is the starting city, and many people are exposed to these things for the first time.

Thinking of this, Roland simply opened the notebook.

He also needs to understand how these backward furniture are used.

After all, these furniture are not highly intelligent furniture that can be directly controlled by mouth.

After simply flipping through it, Roland memorized all the content in it in less than a minute.

After reading and writing it all down, he raised his head, ready to let Hela see it too.

Hmm? Where's Hela?
Roland glanced around the room and saw the bright bathroom.

He walked to the bathroom door, knocked gently, and said.

“Hela, are you in there?”

"Ah."

Hela’s voice came from inside, and after a pause, she continued.

“I’m studying how to use this thing.”

"Is it convenient for me to come in?"

Hearing Hela's words, Roland said softly.

"Ah."

After getting Hela's reply, Roland gently opened the door.

In the bathroom, Hela was squatting in front of a bathtub, silently studying the magic circle on it.

Roland walked to her side, lowered his body, placed his right hand on the magic circle, and activated it using the method described in the manual.

Then, the magic circle was activated and hot water flowed out from the pipe below.

Hela watched Roland's operation and reached out to press another magic circle.

Then, cold water flowed out of another pipe.

Is this how it is done?

Roland placed the instruction manual in front of her and said.

"manual."

"Take a look." A report containing identity information was thrown in front of a man.

He picked up the report, glanced at it casually, then threw it directly on the table and said nonchalantly.

"A newly promoted fourth-ring wild mage, then what? Is there anything worth worrying about? It's impossible to pass the assessment of the Truth Council without more than ten years."

"I say, don't just read one page, the rest is the key."

In front of him, a female spellcaster rolled her eyes and said helplessly.

"Behind? I want to see if a wild mage who appeared out of nowhere is worth your personal visit."

As he spoke, he picked up the report on the table again and casually flipped to the last few pages.

After reading the subsequent report, his expression gradually became serious.

After reading everything carefully, he looked up at her and asked.

"Is the information accurate?"

"That's right. Our members in the City of Origin have already confirmed that this spellcaster is definitely not an ordinary fourth-ring spellcaster."

She replied calmly.

"Tsk, the reclusive spellcasters over there from the Moon Elves, I didn't expect those die-hard conservatives to actually come out."

He tapped the table, thought for a moment, and then continued.

"Find out the purpose of his visit and try to befriend him. If he plans to join the Tower of Truth, try to get his vote. It would be best if you can. If not, try to prevent it from being taken by other schools."

"Although one vote cannot affect the situation of the Parliament of Truth, it can still affect the local area. And since he is a reclusive spellcaster, he might find something we don't know about. It is better to be cautious."

"clear."

"Then I will pass on your order."

The caster before him nodded, just as she turned to leave.

The male spellcaster at the table behind her suddenly said.

"By the way, let's follow the school's path and send a page of the Book of Wisdom over in advance."

Suddenly remembering the contents of the report, he continued.

"Tsk, just send two pages over and the fee will be deducted from my account."

"I know, I know."

The female spellcaster didn't look back. She responded casually and walked out of the room.

After she left, he stood up from the table and turned to walk to the window of the room.

On the side of the Tower of Truth, except for the City of Truth where the Tower of Truth is located, it is ruled by the Council of Truth elected by all middle and high-level spellcasters.

The councils of other cities are not as diverse, as local councils are elected by all local spellcasters, and, in addition, the Tower of Truth does not restrict the activities of spellcasters.

Therefore, the schools of the Tower of Truth usually choose a city to be stationed in and concentrate votes to influence the city's parliament.

As time went by, the schools expanded and absorbed each other, and now the cities in the Tower of Truth have basically become autonomous cities controlled by various schools, most of which are controlled by a school individually or jointly.

Through the window, he saw the prosperous city under the rule of the school.

This is the city belonging to their school, a city dominated by evocation spells.

A never-ending thunderstorm roared and flickered above the city.

Under the guidance of the magic, dazzling thunder was constantly guided, striking down from the sky one after another.

The dazzling thunder was restrained by layers of huge formations. After eliminating all threats, the thunder was injected into the building.

Afterwards, the recovered thunder was processed layer by layer and transformed into various materials and huge energy, providing a continuous material basis for the prosperity of this city.

A ball of electricity floated over from a distance, and he stretched out his hand and caught it.

He crushed the ball of electricity with one hand and prayed silently in his heart.

May the school last forever and may the truth be eternal.

(End of this chapter)