After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 215 - 91: The Revival of the Mythical Era?

Chapter 215: Chapter 91: The Revival of the Mythical Era?

Knowledge... what did it really mean? This needed to be discussed in detail because, in Yila’s previous world, knowledge was something quite worthless.

Because AI could do anything for anyone, to the point where you didn’t even need to speak; AI could directly perceive your needs and serve you impeccably.

If I were to put it, the race known as "humans" had already reached the end from the moment they were born.

Of course, AI rebellion was a story for another time.

However, in this current world, in the world Yila now found himself in, the so-called "knowledge" was divided into "ordinary knowledge" and "extraordinary knowledge." The former was something rather trivial.

This was a very counterintuitive fact. Whether it was extraordinary cement or irrigation and crop rotation knowledge, it was quite insignificant... because if extraordinary power so desired, they could take shortcuts.

Spells that facilitated plant growth could achieve the yield of one year in a single day...

Spells that controlled the weather could quickly resolve issues with the plant growth environment.

Even simple "strength" was enough to instantly sabotage an enemy’s supplies transportation team. A single person who could only kill would be able to kill thousands of regular soldiers, eating the same two bowls of rice.

Although several peerless strong individuals indeed couldn’t change the course of the battlefield, the number of extraordinary beings wasn’t just "several"... they might be unnecessary, but you could never go without extraordinary power.

Therefore, the most precious knowledge in this world was "the knowledge of extraordinary beings," and even this knowledge itself possessed power. Some forbidden knowledge could destroy a person’s mind simply by being spoken.

It was precisely for this reason that the Three Towers had a common principle... No matter which Mage Tower it was, the knowledge learned there was not allowed to be taught to others casually.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem... you know the rules."

Qiara coughed forcefully, covering her mouth while coughing, but her face didn’t show much weakness. She just shook her head helplessly and said, "Until now, the Three Towers Wizards have never had such a precedent."

Yila was aware of this too—the Three Towers had never allowed any mage to set up classes outside the Three Towers... but it was impossible for Yila to recommend Little Demons or goblins to attend classes.

That would be even more unprecedented...

There were indeed classmates who were half-demons or monster comrades, and the number of Beastmen was not fewer than human students. However... lower-tier monsters had never become mages.

Rather than becoming mages, they’d become shamans more often.

"What if I became a Great Master of a faction? Would that be okay?"

Yila said this, pondering something, and continued, "Previously, Mr. ’Pure White Book Pages’ invited me to establish the Blood Sect, but I declined... If I were a Great Master, I’d be qualified to teach, right?"

Hearing Yila’s words, Qiara shook her head helplessly. She wanted to cough but just cleared her throat and said, "Ahem, although there’s no precedent of a Great Master teaching outside the Tower, it should be different... we don’t have many special cases."

So that’s that... now, it really seemed troublesome to proceed.

"Actually, as I see it, making your little monsters do some more water-carrying isn’t a big deal."

Mentor Qiara said, starting to help Yila think of a solution, and then joked, "Ahem, ahem, ahem, Yila, you could just kill everyone who opposes you... I’m supporting you anyway."

"..."

Yila smiled wryly.

"Thank you, mentor... but never mind."

To Yila, who said this, Qiara sighed and marveled at the changes of the world. She didn’t know whether it was praise or not but said, "You have truly matured a lot, Yila... ahem, ahem."

She still remembered when Yila first entered school; he would challenge people to duels without hesitation... He would straightforwardly kill or cripple those who offended him or made overly arrogant noble declarations in the duel arena.

Crippling was very easy to heal... broken arms and legs could also be easily reattached.

But the pain was unavoidable.

Moreover, back then, Yila spoke quite arrogantly—not the kind of blatant arrogance, but it was hard to describe—a lofty demeanor, saying a lot of riddles that were hard to understand.

"The closer I get to my dreams, the more I feel that power is useless... of course, if I had no power, I’d accomplish even less, so I’m very grateful to you."

Yila said this, pondering then continuing, "Mentor, do you know of any mage not bound by ’spread restrictions’? A mage whose magic doesn’t originate from the Three Towers?"

The implication was undeniable—he wanted to find such a wild mage to teach in the Demon King Territory, but such mages were rare to begin with; Qiara was even less likely to know any.

"There are probably none in the Main Plane; I don’t know about other planes... ahem, ahem."

Qiara said this, shaking her head helplessly, then coughed violently.

"Sigh... let’s put this matter aside for now."

Feeling stuck, Yila temporarily shelved the plan of "teaching little demons spells" and asked his mentor with concern, "Mentor, how has your health been recently?"

It hadn’t improved much... during their conversation, Qiara had already coughed countless times, and he wasn’t counting the exact number on purpose.

"Same as always... ahem, ahem."

Responding, Qiara clearly didn’t want to stick to this topic any longer. She shook her head, trying to change the subject, and stood up, saying, "Did you not attend the last Tower meeting, Yila? Ahem, ahem..."

In response, Yila nodded, speaking helplessly, "I was on the battlefield at that time... who came up with the idea of notifying all the mages using familiars? I don’t even have a familiar; it’s tough for me."

Hearing Yila’s complaint, Qiara laughed heartily, looking very happy, and said, "It was Artiom, the summoning Great Master, who came up with it... only just started trying this in the last two meetings; they found it somewhat effective."

Upon hearing this, Yila thought of something and asked, "Mentor, I heard from Mobillas that the frequency of Tower meetings has shortened recently. Why is that?"

This question wasn’t very complicated.

"Because in the past few hundred years, the number of talented new students has increased dramatically, so the frequency of Tower meetings has also increased. I don’t know if it’s a good or bad thing."

Qiara said while patting Yila on the shoulder like an elder and continued, "Ahem... after that, Yila, come to the freshman lecture hall once."

She didn’t specify what needed to be done, but Yila could guess... it was just graduates standing on the stage, listening to the mentors praise them awkwardly...

"Alright, I understand, mentor."

...

The number of new students increasing meant... more people with Mana aptitude?

What was that supposed to be? Spiritual energy resurgence?