After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 212 - 88 Return to White Tower

Chapter 212: Chapter 88 Return to White Tower

The White Tower... Its full name was the Pure White Tower, one of the only three places in the world where students were taught magic without discrimination. In other places, the transmission of magic relied solely on the master-disciple relationship.

Students were taught in a master-disciple fashion, like Yila and Isabella, or Vera and Isabella. Conducting widespread classes for teaching magic was not allowed because knowledge was considered valuable.

Before becoming students of the Pure White Tower, they had to swear to adhere to its principles... among which were several shared rules upheld by the Three Towers, one of which was—prohibiting the establishment of classrooms.

Of course, because the rules were simple, it was obvious people would try to find loopholes... but whether you violated the rules was not for you to say. Those who tried to find loopholes had already become dust.

It was to such an extent that even attempting to resurrect them as the undead was impossible.

The White Tower meeting, on the other hand, was a gathering where graduates returned to the Pure White Tower to exchange ideas... In simpler terms, it was like an alma mater inviting graduates back for a reunion.

It also served as a model to be shown to new students...

"So, Yila, you mean to say that you want the Pure White Tower’s permission to widely teach Little Demons and goblins spells... Is it really necessary?"

Vera said this while looking at Yila with doubt, "Up to now, very few people have been granted exceptions by the Three Towers, and there is no precedent at all... It’s just to make those creatures’ work a bit easier."

In this matter, Yila knew very well that he could not explain it clearly to Vera. He might be able to explain his reasons to any leader in the Demon King Territory, but not to Vera.

The imperial beliefs were deeply ingrained in her... just like someone crossing into a parallel world, no matter how many times they repeated it in their hearts, it was difficult not to follow the "red light, stop; green light, go" rule.

"I actually don’t know exactly how to do it. I should talk to my mentor first..."

Yila said this while shaking his head. He looked at Mobillas, who had already prepared the ritual and was waiting for the two of them. He nodded to him, indicating that he and Vera were ready.

The three were now standing on a pure white Magic Array, which was drawn with Light Dust... the only designated material for the Transmission Array to the Pure White Tower.

And this Array wasn’t difficult; almost every student of the White Tower knew how to draw it.

"Buzz~"

As Vera and Mobillas infused mana into the Array, it began to emit a humming sound. The scenery around the three gradually became covered by dazzling white light... The teleportation would take about a minute.

During this process, the three of them had to face this expanse of white...

"Speaking of, Mobillas, who is considered your mentor now?"

Vera asked, recalling clearly that Mobillas used to be Yila’s junior but later transferred to study under a mentor from the necromancy faction. She asked, "Qiara Rudnev? Or Isidro Collins?"

Qiara was the Great Master of the battle magic faction, where Yila and Mobillas originally were. Isidro was the Great Master of the necromancy faction, who also led Mobillas’s Witch Demon Transformation ritual.

"It would be Master Isidro."

Mobillas responded, keeping his body still, his voice filled with reminiscence, "But I still need to visit Master Qiara... Otherwise, I might face her iron-fisted punishment."

"Your mentor is really scary, isn’t she, Yila?"

Vera’s words made Yila shrug, not denying it, just saying, "Although that’s true, Master Qiara never hit me."

In any case, Yila was undoubtedly an outstanding student, the kind that people often referred to as a "model child."

While the three of them chatted, the surrounding white light gradually dissipated, revealing in front of them a pristine, sacred, and grand white tower, as majestic as if it reached into the clouds.

Beside it was a clear stream and a forest filled with the sound of birds and the fragrance of flowers. From here, one could also see the lush Magic Medicine Garden and Magic Beast Garden... There were reasons why the creators of the Pure White Tower valued this half-plane.

The environment here was diverse, able to meet the various needs of many students.

At this moment, around the Pure White Tower, there were many young mages, or those who had not yet become full mages, mage apprentices, learning and attending classes under the guidance of mentors and Great Masters.

Around them were many columns enveloped in white light... With the Tower meeting approaching, the former students had also begun returning to the High Tower.

"Ah, it’s so nostalgic~"

Vera said, stretching and saying, "It’s great; no one is hunting for me here, and I don’t need to worry about political intrigue... I really shouldn’t have returned to the empire. I should have continued my further studies instead."

Mobillas nodded in agreement... For this reason, he didn’t return to the empire but instead joined the Demon King Territory directly.

"No one was scheming against you! I’m the one who should say that!"

Yila retorted.

"Haha, you’re right."

Vera laughed and continued, "I was just teaching Isabella magic; no one was playing political games with me. I could just focus on being mischievous... Are you staying at the White Tower for two days, Yila?"

"I told Satan Ye that we would return within three days. If there are any unforeseen events, I’ll inform her..."

Yila said, intending to say, "Then I’ll inform her," but it seemed several mages had already recognized the three of them. The people supposed to enter the tower began flocking towards them.

Indeed, even without mentioning Yila... Although Yila didn’t care much, Vera was quite famous among her peers. After all, she was a notorious troublemaker known for her pranks.

Mobillas was also well-known, being one of the few who survived under the "Ritual God of Death - Isidro Collins," who had a 99% failure rate for his rituals.

(Mobillas: ???)

"Eh? Is that Yila?"

"It really is, the Cruel Blood Witch hasn’t changed a bit."

"Yila, do you remember me? You cut off one of my legs during a duel."

"You actually returned to the tower. We’ve always been hearing news about you, Yila."

"..."

Alright, besides Yila, Vera and Mobillas were directly and splendidly ignored... The magicians with pointed hats and standard mage attire who called Yila the "Cruel Blood Witch" were mostly unfamiliar.

Those who were Yila’s contemporaries often simply called him by his name... because they knew Yila preferred it that way.

It was truly nostalgic, those days of studying in the White Tower.

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