I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

Lynn asked, puzzled, "Couldn't she choose to join a mage tower outside the capital, or live somewhere else?"

Luke shrugged. "I've said it before, 'commoners bring disaster upon themselves by possessing precious possessions.' Miss Eli's magical talent is nothing short of a huge fortune. Moreover, as a fellow mage, you should understand that the urge to pursue higher levels of magic is uncontrollable."

Upon hearing this, Lynn remained silent for a while, gradually understanding what Luke meant.

He was sending himself a message: if Eli couldn't pass the selection ceremony for the heir and couldn't hold onto the title of "Earl," then in the not-too-distant future, as she gradually made a name for herself in the magical world, she would be in grave danger under the watchful eyes of the royal family without a title.

Is he deliberately trying to get me to help Eli pass the selection? Can I trust him?

Lynn's thoughts flickered, and he hesitated.

He feigned a sigh and said helplessly, "Unfortunately, I'm just a newly promoted novice mage, and I can't be of much help to Miss Eli..."

Luke adjusted his glasses and smiled, "Asia is a country that values ​​magic, and Frey is naturally a family that values ​​magic as well. A mage with exceptional talent is certainly not to be overlooked."

"Really?" Lynn's eyes lit up immediately, and he asked with great interest, "Then, Mr. Luke, are you familiar with the specifics of the Frey family's selection ceremony?"

"I don't know the specifics, but I've heard that Count Frey's four children are close in age and have similar magical abilities, so the selection shouldn't be too difficult. What, you want to help Eli pass the selection?"

Lynn smiled shyly, "I do have some ideas."

Luke nodded. "That's a good thing. With your help, Miss Eli's chances of passing the family selection will be much greater. After all, it concerns the right to inherit the earldom, which cannot be decided simply by comparing combat strength."

In other words, Count Frey values ​​talent and potential more, which is why Luke deliberately guided him? He wants me to join Eli's side in order to gain Count Frey's approval?

But what exactly is his purpose?

Lynn became more and more confused the more she thought about it.

They must have only met today, and the report submitted to the Magic Association didn't focus on me. He shouldn't have noticed me beforehand. In other words, this conversation was decided when I was being assessed and displaying my talent.

Luke came from the capital and was suddenly transferred to Colin Town six months ago... This is very strange.

Lynn felt that he should first find an opportunity to find out why Luke was transferred from the Golden Tower headquarters in the capital, try to figure out his connections, and why he was so concerned about Eli's selection.

However, given his current connections, it would be difficult for him to investigate these matters thoroughly.

In short, observe calmly and adapt to changing circumstances... he secretly decided.

There was hardly any food left on the table, although Luke had eaten most of it by himself.

"Mr. Luke, thank you for your hospitality. I will seriously consider what you mentioned," Lynn said sincerely.

But Luke finished the clear liquid in his glass, put it down, and looked up at him.

"Lynn, you don't need to be so reserved with me. After all, I'm not quite like those old fogies like Patton..."

As he spoke, he calmly lifted his left sleeve, and Lynn then noticed that there were quite a few scars on his arm.

The crisscrossing, uneven lengths, and the mottled, twisted healing flesh.

"As you can see, I come from a humble background, in fact, quite degenerate."

This greatly surprised Lynn. He had thought the other party was at least from a noble family, but upon closer inspection, Luke did indeed have a rather affected side, from his clothing to his behavior.

Luke chuckled nonchalantly, "I deliberately showed this side of myself just to prove one thing: even someone like me, with enough talent and ability, can reach a good position in the Golden Tower. More importantly..."

He opened his right hand, revealing the three different and expensive magic rings.

There's no need to elaborate on the phrase "I'm very rich".

"So Lynn, grant my request and join the Golden Tower."

It has to be said that Lynn was somewhat shaken. For a senior mage, the president of the Magic Association, to be willing to reveal his weaknesses in front of him was a sign of genuine trust.

But because of his relationship with Patton, he still hesitated.

Seeing this, Luke adjusted his thin-rimmed glasses and said sincerely:

"How about this, let's each take a step back, Lynn. I hope to get a promise from you that you will only weigh Barton and me on the scales. Since you want to join the White Tower because of Barton's favor, I'm willing to keep increasing the stakes. I believe that with my status, I can offer you more benefits than I can give."

"Mr. Luke, to be honest, I don't quite understand why you value me so much?"

Luke smiled and said, "This is a long-term investment, Lynn. There is no shortage of geniuses in this world, but this is the first time I have met a genius who is not just immersed in his own world, but who will lend a helping hand to someone he has just met."

Lynn was speechless for a moment, but reluctantly nodded in agreement to the other party's request.

He never expected that his unintentional act of helping Black at the Magic Association would earn him such recognition from Luke.

After chatting casually about some unimportant things, Lynn said goodbye and left.

For the next two days, he stayed at the hotel to study magic. In addition to reading and practicing, he also tried to digest the large amount of magical knowledge he had gained from the Sacred Heart of Nature when he fought Rigel in the Secret Forest.

However, this knowledge seems to be closely related to druids and requires a high degree of affinity with nature, so given Lynn's current situation, progress is very slow.

Two days later, early in the morning, he suddenly received a message asking him to go to the Magic Association.

"What? Mr. Barton, what's this about you withdrawing your invitation to join the White Tower?"

Old man Barton scratched his gray but meticulously combed hair. "What I mean is, I also suggest you join the Golden Tower."

He nodded, his face beaming, and said, "The president convinced me, making me believe that the Golden Tower is more suitable for you than the White Tower Society."

Lynn was speechless. "Mr. Barton, you didn't make some kind of deal with him, did you?"

Hearing this, Barton was even happier and excitedly grabbed Lynn's hand, "Lynn, finally, I can finally go back to work in Roan City."

He couldn't directly explain his joy to Lynn. More than a decade ago, due to an accident, he was punished by the association, transferred from Roan City, and assigned to work for the association in Colin Town.

Luke agreed to help him cancel the punishment on the condition that he give up competing with him for Lynn's right to enter the tower.

According to the agreement between Luke and Lynn, Lynn could only choose between the white and yellow towers, and at this moment the scales had tipped completely to one side.

"It's alright, Lynn. The mage towers aren't necessarily at odds. We can still exchange experiences about magic."

Lynn wasn't too troubled by this, as both the educational resources of the White Tower and the path to wealth of the Golden Tower were extremely useful to him.

Luke's actions saved him from the agonizing process.

In the president's office on the second floor of the Magic Association, Lynn was greeted by Luke with a beaming smile.

"Lynn, I've secured a decent salary for you within the Golden Tower: 20 gold coins per annum, withdrawable in advance, increasing by one-tenth each year, and with significant increases if you get a promotion."

As expected of a member of the Golden Tower, they always talk about money when they greet each other.

However, Lynn didn't mind. With the 15 gold coins annual allowance that Luke had secured for him as a junior mage in the Magic Association, his guaranteed annual income suddenly became 35 gold coins!

Luke sat back down at his desk, clasped his hands together, and said:

"Well then, we can now discuss the matter of applying for a magic patent, which you asked me about before."