I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

Lynn went back to her hotel room to change back into her usual clothes before heading to the second floor of the Magic Association.

Inside the president's office, a blond young man in a suit and tie, wearing thin-rimmed metal glasses, smiled and nodded to Lynn:

"Lynn, please have a seat."

After Lynn sat down, he strolled over, put down a stack of documents in his hand, and casually asked:

"Did you enjoy the banquet over the weekend?"

Lynn took the document and replied politely, "Very good, the chef at the City Lord's Mansion is very skilled."

Luke smiled and didn't ask any further questions.

Although he had not been invited by the Frey family, he had already heard about the incident at the banquet where "the Frey family's youngest daughter danced with a handsome young man."

Lynn quickly glanced at the documents in his hand, and couldn't help but frown.

The document contained detailed information about a certain person, someone Lynn happened to know.

"Grey? What happened to him?"

Luke sat with his legs crossed on the soft chair, rubbed his fingers together, and lit a handmade cigarette from the northwestern mountains.

"No, he's still lying obediently in the 'Anti-Magic Prison' beneath the Golden Tower, but he's being a little too obedient."

Lynn recalled what old man Barton had told him at the banquet about how "Grey's brain is broken and he can't get anything out of him."

"So, we're going to send him to Luoan City and use Blue Tower's facilities and personnel to interrogate him further?"

Luke raised his grey-blue eyes and quickly glanced at Lynn, then nodded and said approvingly:

"That's right, your guess is absolutely correct, Lynn. Your intuition truly amazes me. It shows that your spirituality is very strong, and you can easily see the hidden truth in things."

"No, it's all thanks to Mr. Barton's reminder..." Lynn sighed silently.

"The mission starts at 10 a.m. tomorrow, departing from the Golden Tower. If all goes well, we should arrive before tomorrow night."

"To everyone involved in the mission, I'll go with you. Barton will come from Roan to meet us."

After all, Gray is a veteran warrior and is also a potential threat to the Corruption Order, so this arrangement is quite prudent.

Luke explained with a smile, "Originally, this mission was issued by the Magic Association, but I will state in the report that you are representing the Golden Tower and providing assistance to the Magic Association."

"In that case, you can offset the annual 'voluntary service' quota of both the Golden Tower and the Magic Association."

"Voluntary service?" Lynn asked curiously.

Luke leaned back in his chair, his fingers gripping a cigarette, and exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"What, do you think the annuities from the Magic Association and the Golden Tower are given away for free?"

Lynn immediately understood. "So, I need to complete a certain number of tasks each year in order to receive my annuity?"

"It's not based on the number of times, but on contribution points, which are linked to the annuity. This mission is relatively simple, so it should be worth about three or four gold coins," Luke said casually.

Lynn's current annual pension at the Magic Association is 15 gold coins, while at the Golden Tower it is 20 gold coins. With the two doubled, the amount of "voluntary service" is suddenly much less.

He couldn't help but be secretly surprised. "Just one escort mission, and he wasn't even the main one, was worth three or four gold coins. How many monsters would he have to hunt to earn that... Is this part of the welfare benefits of the magic organization?"

"If there's nothing else, you can head back now. Remember to come find me half an hour early tomorrow morning." Luke rested his right hand, adorned with three differently styled rings, on the leather surface of the soft chair, tapping them alternately as if playing a cheerful tune.

"Mr. Luke, has something good happened?" Lynn asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Luke tilted his head back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth, saying, "That's right, I think I should be able to return to the capital soon, which is truly a delightful thing."

Then he snapped his fingers crisply: "See you tomorrow, Lynn."

Lynn was not given a chance to ask further questions.

Lynn left the office and went to the fourth floor of the Golden Tower, but did not see Carlisle.

"Is this guy still hiding somewhere crying because he thinks he was rejected?"

After that, he registered a personal account at "Azot Bank" on the fourth floor.

This ensures that the sales revenue from the "Frost Ring" spellbook can be smoothly transferred into the account without needing to be transferred through Luke.

After that, Lynn stayed at the Iris Hotel to rest and study.

Besides the basic magic books, he now has undigested parts of the knowledge from the Sacred Heart of Nature that he can study.

As for the third-ring "Dispel Magic" spellbook, Fenrir's Eye, and Merlin's Notebook, they still need to be explored slowly.

The next morning, Lynn enjoyed breakfast and arrived at the Magic Association on time.

Because of the escort mission, the Magic Association suspended its services, leaving only a few people in the lobby on the first floor.

As soon as Lynn entered, he spotted two familiar figures: Luke and old man Aldorf.

"Mr. Aldolf, I'm in charge of escorting Gray this time. Please take good care of the Association." Luke maintained his elegant and humble demeanor in public.

But Aldoff didn't give him a friendly look. The old man sat upright against the wall with his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.

As Lynn approached, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Lynn with a piercing gaze.

"Mr. Aldorf, how have you been lately?" Lynn asked politely.

Aldolf simply nodded slightly without speaking, turning his head to look at the pitch-black door behind him, the material of which was indistinguishable.

Lynn looked over and suddenly realized that this was the door that Old Man Barton had been guarding when he first met him.

"This is the only entrance to the magic-free prison," Luke explained to Lynn.

Lynn found it odd. "Why would such an important entrance be located in the lobby, where there's the highest foot traffic? It's way too conspicuous!"

Luke clearly understood this as well, explaining, "This door itself is an ancient magic from the Black Tower; you can think of it as a special magical creature."

"It has a strange temper and must be watched by intelligent beings for a sufficient amount of time within a certain period of time, otherwise... it may get angry and run away."

Luke rubbed his temples, a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice, "This is all the perverse taste of those who originally built the Golden Tower in Colin Town. Given the specifications of this anti-magic prison, it simply doesn't deserve such a troublesome setup..."

As he spoke, he extended his hand to Aldoff, "Mr. Aldoff, please give me the prison keys."

The old man expressionlessly opened his blue robe and took out a parchment scroll from his bosom.

Luke took it and unrolled the scroll with both hands.

From Lynn's angle, one could clearly see the intricate magical patterns drawn on the scroll, the most striking of which were three jet-black chain-like designs.

Moreover, they were still alive, moving slowly across the parchment like black snakes.