I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

Lynn felt as if his mind and spirit were being torn apart, and he felt dizzy and lightheaded. The lunch he had just eaten was churning in his stomach.

"Lynn, what's wrong? You look terrible..." Liam asked with concern.

Fortunately, when Celine shut up and Lynn looked away, the distorted appearance disappeared.

However, due to the negative effects of the Destiny Potion, any words he speaks now would only amount to a question.

So he could only shake his head to indicate that he was fine.

Once he recovered, Lynn carefully recalled what Celine had just said.

"Could it be that the appearance of that blood letter, and the witch of fate Eliora's attempt to establish a connection with me, was not a coincidence?"

Why did Cielline lie?

What's even stranger is, why was I able to get a clue that the other person was lying?

Lynn suddenly realized that this might be an effect of the potion of fate, which made him unable to hide his true thoughts and also allowed him to see if others were lying.

He increasingly felt that this guess was reasonable. Carlisle had reminded him that a considerable portion of the negative effects of the improved Fate Potion would be covered by the "both good and bad" situation.

Just like the situation that happened to him this time.

While preventing him from lying, it also compensated him with a certain ability to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Lynn suddenly felt that Sirin had become unpredictable, and the sense of distance between them suddenly increased.

He remained silent for a while, then said briefly, "I have something to do, I have to go now."

"Lynn," Liam patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, no matter what happens, we'll be with you, at least until you're strong enough and still need us."

This time, no sound reminded him that the other person was lying.

Lynn gave him a grateful look. In any case, the original owner had indeed received a lot of help from the three of them after seeking refuge with them.

Originally, they wanted the original owner to stay in Dew Street, but the original owner insisted on staying at the inn because of the agreement with Carlisle that "the potion would be delivered to room 11 of the Iris Inn within a month".

Lynn suddenly realized that the Iris Inn cost 2 silver coins per night, and even with a discount, it would still cost nearly 50 silver coins per month.

Where did the original owner get so much money? He probably spent most of it on the way to Colin Town...

"Liam," Lynn asked, forcing a smile, "did I borrow money from you before?"

Unfortunately, he can only ask directly now, even though he knows that this will arouse the other party's suspicion.

Liam paused for a moment, then grinned and said, "It did happen."

He then frowned, looking Lynn up and down. "Have you been working too hard lately? You should get some rest."

Otherwise, how could you not even remember borrowing money?

Lynn smiled, took out two gold coins, and handed them to Liam.

"That's too much. I only have 1 gold coin and 50 silver coins. Wait a moment, I'll go get the money and find it for you."

Lynn stopped him and took the opportunity to say goodbye.

Fortunately, he now earns a considerable income; Eli's reward, plus the entry fee for the Frost Ring magic patent, amounts to a full 40 gold coins.

Just as he thought, the original owner paid a deposit of 80 silver coins for the first and second bottles of the Destiny Potion, plus 50 silver coins for the room fee, so the amount of money borrowed was most likely within two gold coins.

He pondered as he left Dew Street and headed toward the center of Colin Town.

"Cirin is obviously hiding something from me about the witch. Of course, this doesn't necessarily mean she harbors ill will towards me; it might be related to her own secrets."

Lynn was unwilling to press further about this, nor could she afford to inquire given her current state.

To be honest, Sirin, Liam, and even the aloof Ulsie were all very good to him; in fact, their kindness was genuine, like that of an elder.

Lynn made his way to the largest bookstore in the center of town.

He tried to find some information about the Witch of Fate, but after wandering around for a while, he found nothing.

"Maybe I can ask Eli tomorrow, this can't go on..."

If anything goes wrong, I can ask Luke if I can go to the capital of Assassin, where there are many powerful spellcasters who should be able to deter the so-called witch.

Of course, I hope this is just me being overly sensitive, and maybe nothing will happen...

Ultimately, I still don't understand them enough. The outside world's assessment of witches always focuses on words like "mysterious" and "sexy," but almost never definitively calls them evil.

He spent the day with his mind racing, and the next morning, Lynn, dressed in the formal attire Eli had sent him, boarded the carriage he had reserved.

It would only take half a day by carriage to travel from Colin Town to Luoan City, so to prevent any accidents, he decided to set off as early as possible.

Moreover, he hadn't been to Luo'an City much.

Luoan City is the smallest prefecture in western Asia and the main city of Xiayuan Prefecture.

This place was not a dangerous place; it was even a beautiful and livable town. However, it was still inevitably abandoned by the government and gradually declined.

The only reason Lynn could think of was that Sahara County had no exploitable magical minerals.

Although Assassin is a multi-racial kingdom, it has always been dominated by humans.

Humans, like elves, are a race obsessed with magic.

The large-scale development of magic ore undoubtedly marks the arrival of a new magical era.

As a naturally concentrated magical energy source, it cannot be directly absorbed by the caster due to the "magic curse".

But it completely changed the direction of creating magical items.

Old magical items are extremely rare. Skilled craftsmen need to use materials with high magical affinity to sculpt the core, engrave patterns, and then find a powerful spellcaster to infuse it with magic and imbue it with spirituality.

With the addition of magic energy ore, the process has been greatly simplified, and the requirements for magical materials have also been reduced significantly.

Of course, this phenomenon is mainly concentrated in the low to mid-level of magic, and has no essential impact on those extraordinary high-level spellcasters.

In short, magical ore made magical items more accessible; in the words of some active figures in the magical world, it meant—

"This damned stuff makes great magic so cheap!"

But that's how things really turned out: the truly wise remain detached from worldly affairs, while those with ulterior motives stir up trouble.

The balance maintained by the Three Towers Alliance for hundreds of years was thus broken.

As a mage tower that pursues innovation and equates magic with "technology," the White Tower took the lead in developing magical items powered by magic energy ore.

The Golden Tower, on the other hand, almost monopolized the market for all kinds of related magical items, making a fortune.

It even plans to collaborate with the White Tower to commercialize magical items, opening up a vast market for non-spellcasters.

Some high-ranking officials in Assassin seem to be trying to prevent this from happening, and are pushing hard for the implementation of a magic law that prohibits the unauthorized sale of magical items to ordinary people in common professions.

Blue Tower quietly disappeared in this war without gunpowder. It had neither advanced technical talents nor businessmen who were good at scheming for profit. There was only a group of blue-robed mages who were still silently gazing at the stars, lost in their dreams.