I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

That afternoon, he obtained a spellbook called "Unspelling Magic" from Charlotte. It was a high-quality spellbook, but after Lynn touched it, he quickly felt an inexplicable resistance.

This means that with his current level of spirituality and magic, he is not yet capable of learning third-circle magic.

"I should learn a few more second-circle spells; that would effectively improve my current strength."

After making his judgment, he put away the spellbook and took out two items from the dark gold pocket watch.

An eyeball that was dull all over, like a stone, and looked ordinary.

There is also a small, grayish-white bone whistle.

"The eye of Fenrir, the King of the Dire Wolves, but after countless years, its spiritual essence has almost completely vanished. I can't sense anything from it now..."

After studying it for a while, Lynn gave up.

He didn't believe Charlotte was trying to fool him with something useless; he could only hope that he could achieve spiritual growth within a month and uncover the secrets hidden in Fenrir's Eye.

Then, he looked at the gray bone whistle.

"According to Charlotte, this magical item is called the [Beast Summoning Whistle]. Blowing it will summon a magical beast. The beast will change depending on the amount of magical power infused into it, but it will not exceed my current strength."

After hesitating for a moment, Lynn gave up the idea of ​​immediately testing the effect of "Summoning Spirit Whistle".

After all, he was in the mansion of Lord Roan, and apart from the elite warrior beside Lawrence Frey, there must be many other powerful spellcasters and guards living here.

He didn't want to attract too much attention.

"This is really inconvenient. If I could master a barrier spell, I wouldn't have this problem."

Barrier magic can separate space and isolate spiritual energy; powerful barrier magic can even directly create a small space for the caster to use.

The last item was the "Merlin's Notebook" that I received from Count Frey tonight.

Lynn took out the old, tattered, and heavy book, flipped through it for a moment, then stopped and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

If the "Eye of Fenrir" contained absolutely no information, then this notebook was filled with a jumble of unreadable and difficult-to-decipher information.

His spirituality was almost completely depleted, and he also experienced obvious mental fatigue.

"The knowledge recorded in this book is even richer and more profound than the magical knowledge contained in the fragments of the 'Nature Sacred Heart'."

Lynn found it strange. "Such a precious magical tome would be treasured by any magic scholar. Why would Count Frey give it to me so easily?"

He restrained his intuition, carefully flipped through a few more pages, and finally deciphered a passage:

"Alfred didn't bring the bread today. Oh well, he didn't come. What did I eat this morning... what was it again? There was a hard piece of bread in the oven, I couldn't break it. It had been soaking in the soup for a long time, so it got soft. Was the soup from yesterday? The day before? It was sour, so I drank half of it and threw it away."

The cat...the cat didn't come back today. It's not coming back either.

Lynn frowned and rubbed his temples wearily.

"What is this? A diary? But the contents are very disorganized... It seems that Master Merlin's mental state was not very good in his later years."

He immediately recalled the Earl's words: "This contains some of the records of the Archmage Merlin in his later years, but their authenticity is questionable, and the handwriting is too blurry to read..."

Lynn then understood why the book had been so easily delivered to him.

It was probably after several scholars had failed to find a solution and the book was deemed a useless forgery in the voice of Master Merlin that the Earl finally acquired it.

Clearly, Count Frey could not glean any useful information from the book, but he still believed that it contained some truly useful information.

So it has been preserved to this day.

"Did he give it to me purely out of interest, or did he genuinely believe I could successfully decipher it?"

Unable to come to a conclusion, Lynn put all the items on the table back into the dark gold pocket watch.

He summoned the "Grimoire of Origin," preparing to use the [Psionic] inspiration he had gained after Charlotte joined the magic network.

Your magic is boiling! You are about to approach the source of the world!

The deep purple stars shone brightly, and Lynn felt the magic net extend even further.

"500 meters..." At the same time, the speed at which his magic network absorbed unowned magic power from nature also increased significantly.

Lynn nodded in satisfaction and continued looking at the "Grimoire of Origin".

[Talent unlocked: Mana Recharge]

[Effect: You can accumulate a certain amount of magic power beyond the limit. The next time you cast a spell, its power will be increased. The increase is related to the amount of magic power accumulated.]

Lynn felt a gap suddenly appear in the previously full pool of magic, and more magic power absorbed by the magic net began to flow in continuously.

"This ability seems pretty good. It not only allows me to store extra magic power, but also enhances my combat strength."

Just as he was about to put away the "Root Codex", a line of eye-catching, bold red text suddenly lit up.

[Friendly reminder: Overuse of "Magic Charge" may cause an overload explosion, so don't overdo it!]

Wh...what? An explosion!?

Lynn suspected that he was hallucinating because he had overexerted his spiritual energy by forcing himself to read Merlin's Notebook.

He quickly rubbed his eyes, but the line of text still floated before his eyes like a ghost.

"What happened? Did it blow my head apart?"

He was speechless. Could this talent be returned?

No one responded to him. The grimoire slowly closed its pages and disappeared, and all was silent.

After waiting anxiously for a while, Lynn finally felt his spirituality being touched once the extra portion of the magic pool was filled with magic.

He suddenly realized that the "magic charging" talent would automatically stop charging after reaching a certain threshold.

He can actively control the process and continue to inject magic into the magic pool.

As for the purpose of doing this, it is probably to self-destruct in a critical moment and take the enemy down with him.

Lynn shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that this extra effect was really unnecessary.

However, after figuring out the principle behind the so-called explosion and realizing that the new ability "Magic Charging" was within a controllable range, their concerns were dispelled.

After a good night's sleep, Lynn bid farewell to Eli early the next morning and returned to Colin Town by carriage.

It wasn't until the afternoon, when they returned to the Iris Inn, that the receptionist rushed over to Lynn as soon as he saw her.

"Mr. Lynn, here is a letter for you."

"Thank you, Miss Ella, you are as beautiful as ever today," he said with a smile, watching the waitress blush and lower her head.

"It seems the side effects of the 'Potion of Destiny' have subsided..." Lynn made a judgment in his mind, his gaze falling on the envelope.

The sealing wax on the envelope was embossed with a scale pattern.

"A letter from the Golden Tower?"

He immediately found a seat in the lobby on the first floor, opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and Luke's elegant handwriting appeared on the paper.

"Mr. Lynn, the Golden Tower will be assigning you your first mission. Please come to the second floor of the Golden Tower to find me immediately upon receiving this letter."