What kind of wizard are you if you don't have any entries?

Aglen is still the same Aglen.

Whether it's the breath of life or the naturally unfolding magical fluctuations, it's all fine.

However, the other person's demeanor, language, and gaze were no longer those of the Aglon that Lin was familiar with.

The two had run away and fought side by side, and they got along quite well.

But the person in front of him, Agrarian, didn't feel that way at all; just one look from him conveyed a sense of unfamiliarity and distance.

Possession! Parasitism! Reincarnation!

Or something else?

In that instant, Verin's mind raced as he considered countermeasures.

Finally, Vilin greeted him in a very calm tone.

"Yeah, I was just promoted recently, it took a lot of effort. Are you also looking for books at the library?"

"Um!"

"Agren" nodded casually.

"Then you go ahead with your work, I'll ask you out for drinks sometime!"

Verin mounted his magic broom, waved casually at him, and then rode away.

"Agren" narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the departing wizard's back, shook his head to himself, and murmured:

"Did I run into someone I know again? After all, this body has lived here for a while, so it's unavoidable. But... it doesn't matter!"

……

Riding his magic broom, Verin left the floor where the library was located, his face ashen.

He had personally experienced what it felt like to be coerced into a dangerous place.

I have also witnessed the tragic deaths of talented alchemists who were murdered by the mafia.

After becoming an apprentice at the tower, he was also secretly spied on by a gray rat by someone with ulterior motives.

They also knew that if they consumed the tower's resources but did not produce anything, they would be thrown into the furnace and refined on the spot.

But what he saw terrified him.

His friend was possessed by some terrifying being of unknown origin, which even brazenly appeared inside the tower.

Couldn't those ring-level wizards on the tower notice?

Or is this itself the "masterpiece" of the tower wizards?

An indescribable feeling pressed down on Vilin, making it hard for him to breathe.

The malice emanating from the tower was so close to him.

He was glad that he had kept his powerful golden attribute talent hidden all along.

Beneath those friendly and harmonious faces, no one knows what terrifying conspiracies and plans are hidden.

"breathe……"

Verin took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, suppressing the agitation in his heart.

"It seems quite necessary to meet with Lady Mora."

"Given Lady Mora's extensive network of information, I wonder if... she already knows!"

After disguising himself slightly, Verin rode away from the tower on his magic broom.

……

On Emerald Street, the rats in the sewer corners were still busy and squeaking incessantly.

Suddenly, a huge gray rat was lifted up by an invisible force and then dragged out through a drain.

"Squeak..."

The gray squirrel struggled and squeaked.

The invisible spiritual tentacles pierced the depths of the gray rat's spirit like needles.

Vellin, shrouded in a wizard's hat and robe, expressionlessly used his mental tentacles to probe the gray rat's memory images and the information he needed.

A short while later, Verin raised an eyebrow and tossed the dead gray rat aside.

"A guy named 'Lyme' who has the [Shepherd] entry."

"This guy is very cautious; he always sends commands to these gray rats in random places."

"It's probably impossible to find him using these gray rats."

"However, knowing this guy's name is at least some information."

Welin shook his head, mounted his magic broom, and flew away from the corner toward the Darkthorn Witch's Hut in the distance.

…………

The Darkthorn Witch's Hut, third floor.

The orange glow of the magic crystal chandelier made the cottage appear tranquil and elegant.

Lady Mora, dressed in a black and white court dress, is brewing a fragrant cup of coffee.

A faint smile played at the corners of her eyes.

She had already obtained intelligence about the underground wizard camp.

When he first reviewed the information, she could hardly believe her eyes.

"Is...this really true?"

Participate in the hunt for high-ranking leaders and inflict heavy damage on them.

In the underground giant rat territory, kill Bloodclaw Krog, a gang leader one level higher than yourself.

Lady Mora knew very well what the Giant Rat Territory was.

For most mid-level wizards, that place would be torn to shreds.

Since Valin ventured deep into the underground and returned safely, having even killed Bloodclaw Krogh there, he must have been wreaking havoc deep within the underground.

He was just an alchemist, and a young wizard who had just been promoted to level 4.

The talent and strength displayed by the other party made him the most terrifying young person that Lady Mora had known over the years.

After sitting on the sofa in deep thought for a long time, Verin slowly raised his head and looked at Lady Mora opposite him.

"I met Aglen inside the tower."

Lady Mora, who was stirring her coffee, suddenly froze, her hands stopped moving, and her expression visibly dimmed.

"It seems you already knew!"

Verin let out a soft breath.

"Yes!"

Lady Mora said slowly, her expression slightly helpless.

"Agren was originally a war wizard apprentice from the War Tower and had a deep partnership with our Darkthorn Hut."

"The cooperation between the two parties has always been quite pleasant!"

"He returned from the Land of Shared Magic Runes with top-tier affixes; his future is limitless!"

"But... I never expected that he would encounter something like this over at the tower."

War Wizard Tower!

Verin frowned.

A moment later, he looked up at Mrs. Mora again.

"Agren is no longer himself. Can I know the specifics?"

With her brows slightly relaxed, Lady Mora poured coffee for Verin, added milk and sugar, and then spoke slowly in a low voice.

"This could very well involve the secrets of a high-level tower wizard. Even if you find out, you can't act rashly. It's best to pretend nothing happened!"

"These matters are none of your concern, a mere wizard."

Weilin nodded silently.

"What happened to Aglen is most likely reincarnation!"

"Reincarnation?"

"Ring-level wizards can master many powerful and rare affixes, such as the [Reincarnation] affix."

"A ring-level wizard with the [Reincarnation] attribute can use their 'True Spirit' to find a suitable vessel after death, and then undergo [Reincarnation] to resurrect and start their wizarding journey anew."

"That's how Aglen was chosen as the vessel."

"After being reincarnated, the wizard acted as if nothing had happened inside the tower."

"Clearly, this was permitted by the higher-ups in the tower."

Is the tower permitted?

Verin frowned.

After a moment, he asked in a rather deep voice.

"Did Aglen die in vain?"

"This is the wizarding world; below the ring level, everything is just firewood!"

Lady Mora responded calmly.

"Ring-level wizards are the true rulers of the tower, and even more so, the rulers of our world!"

"They make the rules!"

"Countless ordinary wizards die every year; a little Agrarian is insignificant to them."

"To seek justice for Aglen, one needs at least the power of a Ring-level wizard, and even... the power of an ordinary Ring-level wizard is far from enough."

At this point, Lady Mora also sighed.

"If Aglen had a strong background, or had been noticed by a ring-level wizard earlier, he might have been able to avoid this disaster. However, Aglen comes from a very ordinary background, and this time he has obtained a top-level silver affix with certain golden root characteristics."

"No background, yet possesses powerful keywords."

"Misfortune has come knocking!"

"Given his strength, there was no way to resist, so this was the only option..."

Lady Mora's words made Verin's heart tremble.

Below the ring road, all that remains is firewood!

I had heard of it before.

But at this moment, he truly felt the cruel meaning of those words.