After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 221 - 97: The Right Remedy for the Case

Chapter 221: Chapter 97: The Right Remedy for the Case

"Knock, knock, knock~"

Yila gently knocked on the classroom door. What lay before him was a classroom—or rather, a room that wouldn’t be defined as such in this world. It resembled the structure of classrooms from the ancient period.

In front, there was a blackboard (a large white parchment) for writing lesson plans, a podium, and desks...

But in this world, it was nothing more than an ordinary room with some tables and chairs... clearly indicating that Professor Topps was living an unsatisfactory life.

After Yila knocked, an excited male voice came from inside the classroom, sounding somewhat eager: "Come in!"

Since his entrance was permitted, Yila unceremoniously pushed the door open...

"Creak~"

The aging wooden door creaked as Yila entered. He saw a man who appeared to be in his thirties, with the typical black hair and eyes of someone from the Duchy.

"Hello, Professor Topps."

Yila greeted politely.

"Hello, hello!"

Topps responded warmly. He seemed excited as he cleaned the desk at the front of the podium for Yila. "Are you here to attend a class? Who was your previous mentor? What school of thought?"

It seemed Topps took Yila for a new student.

Yila glanced at the drawings and writings on the (white) blackboard and was immediately captivated. The ink drawings on the parchment made him ponder for a moment.

*The drawings were extremely ugly; his previous sketches were considered quite decent. The art level in this world was purely impressionistic, no... it was abstract!*

But the approach...

Noticing Yila’s interest, Topps smiled and began explaining his ideas: "You must have heard about my course... Mages don’t need to recite the original texts; they only need to make specific magic wands or rings to cast spells."

"Although it sounds peculiar, it is indeed feasible. My concept stems from the idea of ’self-made magic.’ When we create original spells, we can define a ’chant’ recognized by the World Tree."

"The essence of spell chanting is reciting the original text. It’s said that in the era of the gods, spellcasters needed to recite tens of thousands of words from the original texts to cast spells. Eventually, a term ’chanting’ was coined to summarize the entire original text using specific phrases."

"Different races have different dialects, but they can use similar chants to summarize the original text. This proves that chanting is not directly linked to providing magic power, and different chants can point to the same spell."

"However, you might be a freshman? If you’re not familiar with this concept, I’ll start from the basics..."

It seemed Topps genuinely hoped to gain a student, so he passionately explained his thoughts, preparing to teach fundamental lessons like ’What is a spell’ and ’The difference between magic power and Mana.’

"So, you’re thinking of using the instantaneous vibration of substitute metal as a chant, bypassing the existing chant system, and directly connecting to the original text... Your basis is the recompilation of spells?"

Yila straightforwardly stated.

"..."

Topps was silent for a while, his mouth agape. He admired Yila’s ability to discern the core of his theory with just a few glances and words. He also realized Yila wasn’t here as a student.

Topps’s expression immediately turned very disappointed.

However, few people understood his ideas, and Yila’s expression didn’t turn angry or bewildered like other mentors or professors. So finally, he could have a proper conversation.

Topps had never known with whom he could share his thoughts.

"Hmm, by recording the entire original text in a medium, using ’magic wand record’ to replace ’mage’s memory,’ and ’magic wand chant’ to replace ’mage’s chant,’ then the mage supplies Mana to the wand."

Topps said, picking up the magic wand from the table. As he infused it with magic power, a small flame appeared at the wand’s tip... although weak, it emerged in silence.

Humans couldn’t hear the wand’s chant. *Yila might be the one person in this world who understood the principle, although other races with a broad range of hearing might detect it.*

"The main caster is the wand, and the mage is merely the Mana provider..."

Yila analyzed it this way, and as Topps’s expression turned to one of ecstatic recognition, he continued, "All the nobility is shattered—you’re a genius..."

Topps blushed at Yila’s compliment. He scratched his head and replied, "Genius? I’m terrible at Mana adaptability and have poor memory, so I resorted to this sneaky method."

*Sneaky method? When the sneaky method replaces the orthodox way... which side is truly sneaky is uncertain.*

"Nice to meet you; I am Yila Elkaras."

Yila said, extending his hand towards Topps. "I am very interested in your project and hope we can engage in some long-term cooperation."

Topps, whose clothes were somewhat unkempt, wiped his ink-stained hand on his clothes before shaking Yila’s hand, introducing himself, "My name is Topps Watt. As for the cooperation you mentioned... wait, you’re Yila? The Yila from the Empire?"

Only now did Topps recognize who Yila was...

It was understandable. Imperial people could associate Yila’s name with his appearance, but people from other countries often thought of Yila merely as "Oh, the Empire’s legend."

*They didn’t have the concept that "the Chief Governor is a prodigy" in their minds.*

Therefore, they wouldn’t deliberately remember Yila’s name and face... even though the number of legends wasn’t vast, it wasn’t so few that they could be easily remembered.

"Yes, I am Yila. Currently, I am working in the Demon King Territory..."

Yila quickly brushed past this topic, saying, "My proposed work involves you leaving the True Red Tower to continue your research in the Demon King Territory."

Topps hesitated visibly, shaking his head first. Then, glancing at the empty classroom, he hesitantly said, "Let me think about it."

Topps could indeed consider it, and Yila had enough patience... However, if Topps refused, Yila would kill him and attempt to take his research materials.

The future must be in his own hands.

"The Demon King Territory needs innovation, Topps."

Yila said, believing that Topps was easy to understand, so he persuasively added, "Compared to the True Red Tower where no one needs you, in the Demon King Territory, you will gain many... monster students."

"..."

"I... I’ll join."