I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

After seeing Becky easily dodge the Nature Guardian's attack, Lynn realized that he was no match for her and used "Stealth Step" to escape.

In the blink of an eye, he peeked out from the alley across the street from the coffee shop and saw a burly figure in a green robe burst into the shop, summoning a gust of wind to sweep towards Becky.

"The aura of the Sacred Heart of Nature..."

Lynn then confirmed that the person who came was indeed Charlotte and Eli's teacher, the senior druid Farin'o.

Seeing that the spellcaster of the Green Tower had brought the situation under control, he left the area quietly without lingering.

On his way to the rental station, Lynn suddenly stopped.

Becky's sudden outburst had startled him, leaving him no time to think. Now, as he calmed down, he recalled what Becky had just said.

"Tana Turan recently had contact with her, and it was through her introduction that she learned nature magic..."

He immediately realized that the "acquaintance of the Green Tower" Becky mentioned was none other than a member of the Corruption Cult!

After all, the Corruption Cult and the Green Pagoda share the same roots, so that's not entirely wrong...

"In other words, that forest dwarf has likely already been affected by the corrupting power... Although we don't know what Becky's purpose is, Eli and the others will definitely be in danger if they meet with her like this."

Lynn hurried toward the station, intending to rent a carriage to go to Colin Town to catch up with Eli and his companion.

The "Short Message" spell that comes with the Golden Scales Badge can only be used once every seven days, and according to Leon Frey, the two just left recently, so he might still be able to catch up if he sets off now.

"The two of them are not only members of my magic network... Charlotte is also the key to my obtaining the 'Nature Sacred Heart'."

"Furthermore, Becky's sudden appearance near the station likely means she's already figured out my whereabouts... the scent on me..."

Lynn realized that the reason he was being followed by Becky and that mysterious being was because of the existence of the "Root Codex," which seemed to exude a certain "scent" that attracted them.

"This can't go on..." He immediately thought of the magic-suppressing prison in Colin Town. The prison was very well-hidden and would definitely be able to hide his aura.

If all else fails, he will have to ask Luke for help. The eccentric deacon of the Golden Tower might be willing to help him hide his secrets and evade the pursuit of the Corruption Order.

But he will certainly have to pay a high price, after all, a shrewd businessman never does a losing business.

Lynn gave a wry smile and finally boarded the carriage back to Colin Town.

The first half of the journey went very smoothly, but Lynn had a slight headache and her thinking was a bit sluggish because she hadn't rested well the day before and was also carrying a lot of thoughts.

Suddenly, the horses neighed, and the carriage stopped.

The driver said to Lynn through the carriage, "Sir, it seems there's some trouble ahead, and the road is temporarily blocked."

Lynn frowned and asked, "Can you tell who they are?"

The coachman replied with disdain, "He's a dwarf with all-red hair, looking like he's drunk. That's truly their racial gift."

"Gandren? Didn't I already help him solve his insomnia problem? Why is he causing trouble again?"

He cautiously leaned out of the car window and saw the elemental mage, Gander, grabbing a middle-aged man dressed as a merchant by the collar and speaking in a gruff voice in Dwarven language.

Seeing that the situation was unlikely to be resolved anytime soon, Lynn chanted a spell, activating a "message" magic trick to convey a message to the dwarves:

"Mr. Gan Delun, what's wrong?"

Gan Delun immediately recognized that the information came from Lynn. He put down the merchant in his hand, looked around, quickly located the carriage where Lynn was, and headed straight for it.

Lynn had developed a conditioned reflex from the series of events she'd experienced in the past few days, so she immediately became alert and was preparing to use her "Stealth Steps" to escape when she heard Gan Delun's echo:

"Hey kid, I've been looking for you! You cured my insomnia yesterday, why didn't you even say goodbye before leaving?"

As he spoke, he strode up to Lynn's car window.

He somehow acquired a drab gray robe, which he haphazardly draped over his shoulders. Holding a leather wine jug, he took a swig, then spat several times, cursing:

"That damned swindler! What kind of wine did he sell me?! If it weren't for the Magical Covenant forbidding spellcasters from using magic to attack ordinary people, I would have burned his wine barrel to the ground long ago!"

Lynn immediately understood the cause and effect, and simply smiled faintly.

"Mr. Gan Delun, treating you is nothing, please don't worry about it. I have urgent business to attend to today, so I'll take my leave now."

After saying this, he saw that the road ahead was gradually becoming clear, so he knocked on the door and signaled the driver to continue.

Gan Delun suddenly gripped the car window tightly and said seriously, "Kid, do you also look down on us dwarves? No matter how small the favor, I'll help if there's a problem. What urgent matter have you encountered?"

Lynn chuckled, pondered for a moment, then opened the car door, invited Gan Delun in, and said:

"Mr. Gan Delun, let's talk in the car."

A senior elemental mage offered to help, which he was naturally happy to do.

He sent the message using "telecommunications," and Gan Delun immediately understood, casually sitting down opposite Lynn.

The two stared at each other without saying a word, communicating secretly through magic.

Fortunately, the coachman in Luo'an City was quite knowledgeable and knew that the spellcaster was somewhat superstitious, so he quickly started the carriage and continued on his way.

"Mr. Gan Delun, to be honest, I have recently been harassed by the Corruption Cult. Do you remember the cook who ran a food stall nearby yesterday? He is a member of the Corruption Cult."

Gan Delun's eyes darted around, and he transmitted his voice, "No wonder I smelled a stench on that orc you were with yesterday. So you messed with those filthy things?"

Lynn caught the word "taste" and tentatively asked:

"Is the stench you mentioned something that everyone who has been exposed to the corrupt cult experiences? What exactly does it feel like?"

Gan Delun frowned. "Pretty much. 'Taste' is just a metaphor. The feeling is indescribably awkward."

"Lynn, you must have just recently become a novice mage, right?"

Seeing Lynn nod, he continued, "No wonder, only spellcasters close to the senior level can detect the smell left by the corruption."

"As you probably know, the further one goes down the path of magic, the more 'concrete' their feelings about magic become."

"This specificity does not mean that they understand the essence of magic better, but rather that they understand better what the magical path they are pursuing is."

"This is the foundation of the Seven Towers of Mages. They represent the seven paths that have gone the furthest in the world, but no one knows which one is closer to the 'root' of magic."

"The root cause..." Lynn silently repeated the word in his mind.

This is the special "scent" that both the mysterious being and Becky mentioned, which exists on him.

Lynn instinctively asked Gan Delun, "Mr. Gan Delun, do I have any unusual smell on me?"