I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

Almost symmetrical to Lynn's position, in a corner of the banquet hall, only one person remained at the long table, looking dejected, like a stray cat.

"Carlisle, what are you doing here?"

Carlisle, the vampire apothecary and potion merchant, looked up and saw Lynn. He immediately composed himself, raised his chin, and said:

"Why can't I be here? I'm here representing the Alchemy Workshop."

Lynn asked in confusion, "Aren't you a member of the Golden Tower?"

Carlyle immediately perked up, stood up, and patted Lynn on the shoulder with a rather smug look.

"As a senior member of the Golden Tower, it seems necessary for me to explain the internal workings of the Golden Tower to you."

He summoned a servant to fetch new wine glasses for Lynn, poured wine for the two of them, and then gestured for Lynn to sit down with him.

"First of all, you need to understand one thing: the Mage Tower has a long history. After all, it has developed for over a thousand years. It is inevitable that divisions will occur within this large organization."

"This is different from the situation in the Mage Tower, while the Golden Tower has two subordinate organizations: the Alchemy Workshop and the Magic Merchant Guild."

"The former are all members of the Golden Tower, mainly responsible for researching and producing magical items, potions, etc., while the latter recruit some external members to be responsible for opening up sales channels and transportation operations."

"Most importantly," he puffed out his chest, beaming with pride, "'The Alchemy Workshop' isn't open to just anyone; it has to be someone with special talent like me!"

Lynn ignored his last sentence and seemed to be deep in thought.

From this perspective, the Tower of Gold seems to be just like a large corporation.

The Alchemy Workshop is responsible for product research and development and manufacturing, while the Magic Guild is responsible for transportation and marketing.

"So, you're the only one at the 'Alchemy Workshop'?" Lynn asked.

Carlisle choked on his half-finished drink, coughed awkwardly as he put down his glass, and soon his face fell.

"Don't you know that Count Frey doesn't like the people of the Golden Tower?"

"Oh?" Lynn looked at Carlisle with interest, waiting for him to continue.

"The Golden Tower has been established in Luoan City for decades. As you know, without the Golden Tower, there would be no Colin Town as we know it today."

"But ever since the Earl came to Roan City more than a decade ago, the Golden Tower has been suppressed. Although it has not faced any clear obstacles, it has gradually been unable to maintain its dominant position."

Lynn asked, puzzled, "What exactly is the feud between Count Frey and the Golden Tower?"

Carlisle shook his head. "I'm not too sure about that, but I've heard from the elders of my family that in Assassin, the Golden Tower is the most valued mage tower by the royal family."

It's related to the royal family... Lynn subconsciously raised his glass and took a small sip.

He immediately recalled what Luke had told him at the "Devil Tongue Restaurant": Count Frey's arrival in Roan City was shortly after Eli's birth, following the death of Eli's mother...

Part of the reason for this is that Eli inherited his mother's elven bloodline, and the current King Francis has a very strange attitude towards elven blood.

Therefore, it is very likely that Count Frey left his original fiefdom and moved across most of the country to settle in the remote city of Roan because he was dissatisfied with the royal family.

And because of his dissatisfaction with the royal family, he also harbored resentment towards the Golden Tower, which had close ties with the royal family.

No wonder there were quite a few members from the White, Blue, and Green Towers at the banquet today, while the members of the Golden Tower either didn't come or were relegated to the sidelines.

As a subordinate organization of the Tower of Gold, Carlisle was sent by the Alchemy Workshop as their representative, which was no easy task.

Thinking of this, he shook his head with a wry smile, feeling a sense of sympathy for Carlisle, who was also a member of the Golden Tower, and raised his glass to clink with his.

Carlisle gave him a puzzled look, seemingly startled.

He was unaware of Lynn's thoughts, only knowing that the guy was always eyeing the rare "Potion of Fate" in his possession, and thus immediately became wary.

Lynn smiled, glanced at him, and said, "You probably requested to come here because of Miss Charlotte, right?"

Carlyle immediately shrank back, guiltily gulping down a mouthful of bright red wine. After a long pause, he finally asked Lynn:

"Did you really give her my letter?"

Lynn smiled and nodded.

"Then it's only right that I go see her and speak with her in person," Carlisle said rather hesitantly. "It's a matter of noble etiquette!"

He stood up, trying to appear calm, straightening his chest and adjusting his clothes and signature bow tie.

Lynn watched the farce with a leisurely air.

In terms of appearance, Carlisle is handsome enough to be considered a good match for Charlotte.

Lynn didn't know much about the two men's family backgrounds.

But the love between a vampire and a dire wolf...

From a certain perspective, it's quite suitable.

After Carlisle left, he politely called over a nearby servant and asked him to fetch him some more desserts, which he enjoyed while observing Elina's three rivals.

Until a hearty laugh came from behind.

"Lynn, hehe, I knew that little girl Eli would definitely call you over!"

"Mr. Barton!" Lynn turned around and looked at the old man Barton with a look of surprise.

He had a ruddy complexion, and his plump body was still wrapped in a white robe, but his hair was obviously tidied up, and even his beard was combed meticulously.

Lynn then realized that Barton should have already returned to work in Roan City. He had just been at the head of the table, but Lynn hadn't noticed him because of the angle.

"Isn't Mr. Aldorf here?" Lynn asked with a smile after exchanging pleasantries.

Barton twitched his beard and snorted, "That old guy has never liked these grand banquets, especially since the Magic Association in Colin Town needs someone to keep an eye on things."

Lynn understood. That made sense; Barton was gone, and Luke was always nowhere to be seen.

However, he suddenly remembered that the Magic Association in Colin Town had previously had three senior mages in charge, which was quite a grand display...

"And what about Mr. Luke?"

Lynn wanted to use this opportunity to ask Barton about Luke, the Golden Tower, and Count Frey.

Barton seemed to see through his meaning and replied with a smile, "Lynn, you should have noticed as well that Earl Roan and the Golden Tower are not compatible. Luke probably didn't come because he knows he's too annoying."

Lynn lowered her head, trying to suppress the smile on her lips.

Old man Barton had always disliked Luke, and even though he had just returned to work in Roan City thanks to Luke's help, he still habitually made sarcastic remarks about Luke.

"Aren't you also curious about why he was transferred to Colin Town?" Barton blinked at Lynn.

"Heh," he said drunkenly before Lynn could respond.

"That boy was supposedly banished from the capital because he offended Her Majesty the Queen."