I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

He said "for money," but his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

Count Frey asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by 'living with dignity and freedom'?"

"There is room to struggle, the right to choose; there is room not to fall, and the hope of continuous growth."

The count nodded in agreement.

The reason he asked Lynn why he chose to join the Golden Tower was because he felt that Lynn was unconsciously influenced by the materialistic trend prevalent in Assassin's society.

Unexpectedly, Lynn's insights into the Golden Tower were profound, and he also gave deep thought to his own choices.

Such considerations and remarks are indeed not easy for a seventeen-year-old boy.

His impression of Lynn had changed drastically, but he still kept a straight face and continued to ask:

"I understand that becoming a mage wasn't easy for you, and joining the Golden Tower will certainly help you a lot. But with other options available, why do you still want to become a mage?"

In his view, for a young man from an ordinary background and with an ordinary family, embarking on the path of a monk is tantamount to asking for trouble.

Lynn could have stayed in his hometown, become a farmer or blacksmith, and lived a peaceful life.

If one is truly unwilling, one can rely on good looks and outstanding talent to secure a respectable clerk or servant position among the nobles in the lower city.

Becoming a mage may seem glamorous to outsiders, but it's important to know that a mage's cultivation requires a constant accumulation of time and money.

Each step up the ladder is like a distillation apparatus in a metalwork, filtering out a large amount of impurities and leaving only the rarest essence.

Count Frey had seen many brilliant young people throughout his life who eventually faded into obscurity, buried in old books.

The path of a mage is undeniably cruel.

Lynn thought about it seriously for a while. It had been almost a month since he transmigrated, and he had never calmed down to think about this question before.

At first, it was just a matter of going with the flow, because the original owner was an apprentice mage, and because he obtained the "Root Magic Codex," learning magic was a natural progression.

But after a month of practice, experience, reflection, and enlightenment, he actually had more answers in his heart.

"Because I think being a mage is the greatest profession in the world," Lynn said with a smile.

"It harnesses the unknown, unraveling the mystery from the smallest detail. It is all-encompassing and omnipotent, capable of both creating miracles and using those miracles to benefit humanity."

Unlike druids who are born with a magical affinity due to their bloodline, mages are almost all mortals who are able to embark on the path of pursuing magic only because of their exceptional intelligence.

If druids still follow the way of nature, then mages are pure madmen obsessed with magic.

"I feel that if I can embark on the path of magic in this life, or even explore the ultimate realm of magic, then my life will not have been in vain," he said sincerely, his eyes shining brightly.

Since there are miracles in this world that can be controlled by people, and people who can control miracles, why can't it be me?

Eli looked at Lynn; it was the first time she had ever seen him so excited.

It was also the first time I understood Lynn's ideal, which was actually the pinnacle of magic that people dared not even dream of.

The realm that had stopped countless magical geniuses in their tracks was spoken of so easily by him, giving it an air of certainty.

"And as a member of the Magic Network, will I ever be able to witness his success with my own eyes?"

Thinking of this, a deep longing appeared in Eli's eyes as he gazed at Lynn.

Count Frey's hands were now resting on his lap, and his fingers were slightly curled up where they could not be seen from under the table.

Lynn's words reminded him of his own youth, when he was just as spirited and passionate about magic and the path of a mage.

However, due to his limited talent, he is over fifty years old and has only reached the level of a senior mage. It is still unknown whether he can reach the threshold of the elite level.

Lynn's talent was clearly superior to his, as evidenced by the Magic Association's evaluation of Lynn's entry-level assessment.

Young, talented, thoughtful, and ambitious—a promising talent…

The count was somewhat satisfied, but his expression remained serious and composed. He merely nodded slightly and asked again:

"So, child, what exactly is magic in your eyes?"

Lynn's expression immediately turned serious, and he fell into deep thought.

This question is much harder to answer than the previous two.

If asking "Why did you choose to join the Golden Tower?" is essentially asking about his opinion on the Golden Tower,

The question "Why do you want to become a mage?" is asking about his direction in life and his personal ideals.

The third question, rather than asking him about "the nature of magic," was more like asking him, "What exactly is the magic you seek?"

The answer to this question can be found in each of the Seven Towers of the Mage.

For example, the White Tower pursues "new magic." They believe that the root of magic is "innovation," and the best magic is always unknown and exists in the future.

As the old man Aldolf said, the Blue Tower has always been pursuing the "ultimate magic that can create all things and contain all magic." The root of magic they seek is the ultimate "imagination."

The Golden Tower appears much more unassuming. They believe that the source of magic represents "wealth," and what they naturally pursue is useful magic that can bring them wealth.

But to be honest, Lynn didn't have such a strong desire for "wealth." He just wanted to earn enough money to lay a solid economic foundation for his path of cultivating magic.

After a long silence, he slowly shook his head.

"I don't know, Your Excellency. I cannot answer your question. To me, magic is a power full of miracles. It may be a treasure trove filled with riches, or it may be a tomb full of death and horror. But ultimately, I cannot see its full picture right now."

"As the famous saying of the Archmage Merlin Ambrose goes, 'I have spent my whole life pursuing the truth, and I thought I had grasped the essence of magic, but in the end I suddenly realized that what I held in my hand was nothing more than a handful of sand in a sea of ​​sand.'"

Speaking of this, Lynn was somewhat relieved that he had been reading books diligently recently.

The information he just learned about the Golden Tower, and the famous quote from the late archmage Merlin Ambrose, known as the "Observer," were all things he had read in the past few days.

Lynn chuckled self-deprecatingly and concluded, "So, I'm just a child who's barely able to lift my head and gaze at the stars, only having time to marvel at their vastness. How could I possibly dare to answer what this starry sky actually is?"

To everyone's surprise, Count Frey, who was usually stern and unsmiling, smiled upon hearing Lynn's reply.

"Very good, child. I see that you have a great deal of reverence for magic, which is very rational and accurate."

He stood up, leaning on his cane, and walked to Lynn, looking down at him with a smile:

"But you won't bow your head because of this, will you?"