I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

After receiving Eli's letter, Lynn learned that Eli had already passed the entrance exam for novice mages and officially joined the Green Tower before him.

This stirred a competitive spirit in him, and he left home early the next day, just as the Magic Association was starting its workday.

Although the Magic Association in Colin Town has always been deserted, there was no risk of having to queue.

"Lynn, why are you here so early?" Old man Barton was on duty downstairs today and spotted Lynn as soon as he entered.

However, his eyes flickered, as if he didn't want Lynn to be here now.

"Mr. Barton, I have finished digesting your 'Day and Night' magic book."

Upon hearing this, Barton's eyes crinkled with wrinkles. "Well, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. At this rate, becoming a senior mage in two or three years isn't impossible."

He then changed the subject, his tone becoming quite serious: "However, don't be too proud. The path of magic is by no means smooth, and the obstacles ahead will only become more and more difficult. Even geniuses will fall down sometimes, so be prepared."

As someone who had just begun to explore the demonic path and had only just begun to taste its flavor, Lynn did not dislike the old man's warning; on the contrary, he nodded very seriously.

"Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Barton. I would like to apply for the entrance exam for novice monks today, is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, Patton's mustache trembled slightly, as if he were quite hesitant.

Lynn's gaze narrowed slightly. What happened to the Magic Association?

Suddenly, he heard crisp footsteps coming from the stairwell. He turned his head and saw a young man in a suit coming downstairs.

He wore a well-fitting black silk tuxedo, with the crisp white shirt collar peeking out and the top button fastened meticulously.

With shoulder-length blond hair, a pair of thin-rimmed metal glasses perched on his high nose, and an upright posture, he walked with a reserved and elegant demeanor, embodying the image of a noble young master.

However, what caught Lynn's attention most was the badge with a golden scale engraved on his chest.

Is this guy from the Golden Tower?

At that moment, Lynn suddenly noticed that Barton's beard was shaking even more violently beside him.

Does he harbor hostility towards this young man? Lynn wondered with interest.

That makes sense, as the Golden Tower has always operated in a high-profile manner, emphasizing "wealth and power," and is not widely recognized by other mage towers, either openly or secretly.

Furthermore, the Magic Association of Colin Town is located under the "shelter" of the Golden Tower, and the Golden Tower's influence over it is undeniable, so the tense relationship is quite reasonable.

The impeccably dressed young man strode up to the two men. He first bowed to Patton with one hand on his chest, saying, "Mr. Patton."

He then turned to look at Lynn, his deep gray-blue eyes fixed on Lynn as he asked, "And this gentleman is?"

Lynn glanced at Barton before politely replying, "Apprentice Mage, Lynn Lowell."

He understood perfectly well that the old man Barton intended to take him on as a student and invite him to join the White Tower Society, but there was definitely competition among the mage towers for recruiting fresh blood.

Barton and the old man Aldolf of the Blue Tower had previously argued over Lynn, so he wanted to keep a low profile when facing the members of the Golden Tower.

Unexpectedly, when the man heard the title "apprentice monk," his eyes showed even more interest in scrutinizing him.

He extended his hand and said, "Luke Gattuso, the deacon of the Golden Tower and the current rotating president of the Magic Association, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lynn."

Lynn's eyes widened slightly. As far as he knew, the White, Blue, and Yellow Towers had a close relationship in the Kingdom of Assassin and were known as the "Three Towers Alliance." Therefore, the presidents of magic associations in various places would be senior members of these three towers taking turns to serve.

To his surprise, this young man was actually the current president of the Magic Association.

Moreover, he speculated that this Mr. Luke should be at least a senior spellcaster, just like Barton!

What puzzled him even more was that someone who had reached the senior level at such a young age must have exceptional talent. In any magic organization, such a person would be groomed as a core figure for the future. Why would such a person appear in a small place like Colin Town?

"Lynn Lowell." He shook hands with Luke politely, only then noticing the three exquisitely designed rings of different materials on Luke's right hand.

Lynn immediately recognized that these were magical items, and of high quality!

The people of the Golden Tower are truly wealthy and powerful... he sighed silently.

"Mr. Lynn, is there anything you need to discuss at the association today?" Luke asked in a gentle tone, his smile impeccable.

But the old man Barton snorted coldly, "He's here to take my entrance exam as a mage. If there's nothing else, we'll go upstairs first."

Barton deliberately emphasized the words "find me," and Lynn understood that he was emphasizing that the two had known each other for a long time and were already designated members of the White Tower.

Such things are also common in the magical world, but mages have always held themselves in high regard and only favor outstanding talents with real skills. They would never cheat in magic tests.

He had made his point very clear, but Luke simply smiled faintly, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and said:

"Then let me observe for a bit. I've been here for quite a while, and I'm still not familiar with the assessment process here."

Barton's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant, but he didn't say much, only leaving behind the words, "Mr. Chairman, you seem to have a lot of free time today!" before leading Lynn upstairs.

The first floor of the Magic Association is a spacious hall, similar to the Adventurers' Guild, mainly for reception staff to handle common affairs.

However, things like rating assessments and magic demonstrations require going to the second floor, where there is a specially set-up maintenance barrier to ensure that the building is not destroyed by magic.

Barton led Lynn into a spacious room on the second floor. As soon as Lynn stepped inside, he felt as if he were separated from the outside world by a transparent membrane.

"This is the assessment room. It is protected by a special magical barrier that can resist and absorb the power of magic at the third level and below, and can also isolate the effects of some mind control magic."

A barrier that can last a long time and resist third-level magic—I wonder what level of magic this powerful barrier is?

He naturally looked around the room, wondering where the source of the magic power would be located, since the powerful barrier must have required a lot of magic power to operate continuously.

The room was very spacious, but sparsely furnished, making it feel extremely empty.

There were only three people in the examination room at this time: a staff member dressed similarly to the one downstairs, a middle-aged candidate around thirty years old, and an elderly man with white hair and beard wearing a loose blue robe.

"Aldolf, what are you doing here?" Barton asked, his voice rising slightly.

The old man inwardly cursed. Not only had that blond-haired brat from the Golden Tower made a rare appearance at the Magic Association, but this old bastard Aldorf had also come to join the fun...

Aldorf, who was sitting upright in his chair with his eyes closed, spoke without blinking:

"An old friend came to take an exam, so I stopped by to drop by."

Lynn had some prior acquaintance with the old man, and out of politeness, he greeted him, "Good morning, Mr. Aldorf."

Upon hearing his voice, Aldolf opened his eyes abruptly, turned around, and looked at him with a piercing gaze.

After a moment, his long beard trembled, and he smiled. "Long time no see, Lynn."

Actually, it hadn't been long; only ten days had passed since he last went to the third floor of the Golden Tower to duel with Seth.

Seeing this, Luke, who had been quiet all along, secretly watched Lynn's back with his gray-blue eyes.

The inexplicable interest he had felt upon first meeting Lynn grew stronger; he hadn't expected that two such experienced elders would be so interested in this young man…