It is every student's dream to climb higher than the Magic Tower, but it is difficult to achieve. The tampered lantern god withheld a lot of information, including how to use points to gain the right to go upstairs.

It is only known that the person who gets the most points in each class may be allowed to go up to the second floor, and the person who has the most points left every day can also do it. If you spend 100 points, you will also be allowed to stay on the second floor for a full day of study. However, these are temporary methods, only one day at a time.

The news that was withheld was how to get the right of permanent access. As long as you go to the second floor ten times and pay another hundred points, then you can go up to the second floor at any time. Only if this right is obtained, then the third layer only needs to be twice as many points as before, instead of ten times as many as now. The original design is like this, so that everyone can go up step by step, and after building a solid foundation, they can continue to obtain the qualification to permanently go to the next level. If not, you have to pay ten times more points for each higher floor than the previous one, and you can only stay for a day after adding up: no one can afford that.

The crowd was a little unconvinced, because they had all asked the lamp god and had never received any information about it. Even when they said, "Tell me all the information about the permanent right to go upstairs", the lantern god only replied coldly: "Please explore it yourself". This sentence misled everyone, they thought that they had not done enough, so they could only waste their points over and over again.

"Anna, you've been up more than ten times, spend a hundred points to apply to the Lamp God to try. ”

The elf nodded, a hundred points was not too much. She naturally has such reserves. Even though her lamp god still says, "Please explore on your own". However, the service was successfully completed for her. Anna looked at the triangular tattoo that appeared on her wrist. Know that you can go to the second floor at any time.

With the forerunner, the half-orc and half-dragon mages also applied for the same qualifications, but the insect mages lacked points because they forcibly dismantled the lamp god before, so they could only wait for later. The dwarf who was watching didn't act, and now he was embarrassed to do it in front of him because he had explicitly rejected Siegel before.

"Do you want to go up to the third floor now?" asked the elf with the most points remaining.

"As long as you can slowly earn points, you can accumulate them and always continue to improve. Siegel's words reassured everyone. There is no more tension from before. There is always a risk in attacking someone else, and one who is not careful will fold himself in it. It was once believed that only being the last one alive would be the victor – and this is certainly true – but the success rate was higher than that of a step-by-step process.

Allowing everyone to ease their relationship is the first step, and Siegel doesn't want to see mages being misled into killing each other, and on the other hand, he has his own considerations. "Now that we've said the good, let's talk about the bad. The tampering of the Squire Lamp Gods is only one aspect, and while they are no longer friendly because of this, they still work. It is not so simple for the rules of the magic tower to be tampered with, and it is likely to lead to everyone's efforts being wasted, and no one can win. I accept any challenge and am willing to work hard to overcome all obstacles. Destroy the enemies who try to thwart them, provided that the winning prize of this challenge can be redeemed! I can accept failure due to my lack of ability, but I can't accept that what should belong to me is taken away! Everyone comes here for different purposes, but I don't think any of them came here to be tricked!"

The orc mage snorted and said to Siegel, "You are indeed a lord, and these words are completely used to stir up fighting spirit. It should be useful to your knights and lords, so don't use it on us. ”

Siegel smiled, this irony is harmless, and maybe it can bring everyone closer. Only the wheelchair dwarf blushed, and he had almost raised his arms and shouted, vowing to fight the injustice to the end. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and looked at Siegel in embarrassment.

"Who made the tampering? Who has such great power?" asked the half-dragon mage, to the point.

"It's not just mortals who can come here, the Sages will also be interested here. Who else can change it? who else but the gods?" Siegel swept his gaze across the faces of the crowd, and he hadn't forgotten his "companion."

"I have an idea, I don't know how you guys think, but I want to share it with you. Siegel said: "The original intention of hiding your identity is to avoid outside strife and enter the magic academy, so as to keep the academic purity here, not a transformation mask to do whatever you want, and not a self-protection set up because of the harmful intentions around you." I don't know how you got in, because it didn't help me learn and grow, but I hope that after you know the truth, you will not continue to be misled by the lamp god. I'm a mage, not a saint of the god of murder or a believer in the god of war, and I don't have that much desire to kill. ”

"I've seen a world, the world of goblins. Because they can't compromise and only know one way to fight to the end, they can't communicate at all. They themselves don't think it's a dangerous situation, but they are very proud. No one liked them, and even when they were exterminated, no one had mercy - almost no mercy. ”

Siegel paused for a moment, with a wry smile on his face: "I learned a lot from that incident, and I know that only common goals and interests can unite different people, and it is difficult to succeed by one's own wishful thinking." We're all mages - or rather, people who know how to plan and how to do it, so I'm not going to talk nonsense. What I want to do is to unite everyone's wisdom and turn this magic academy back into what it should be, so that everyone can have the opportunity to fight for their own interests. I am ready to cooperate fully with all of you on this premise, and I hope you will join in. ”

With these words, he reached out and grabbed the Philosopher's Stone that swirled around his head. In the astonished gazes of the crowd, he placed the stone on the table in front of him. "This Philosopher's Stone is a convenient way to access the Magic Tower's library, and if you have any doubts, you can use it right now. ”

The orc mage stood up, and a flash appeared next to the table, reaching out and grabbing the Philosopher's Stone. Everyone was startled and made defensive moves. Siegel didn't react at all, looking at the orcs with a smile on his face.

"This is an artifact, an artifact that leads to knowledge, don't you feel distressed?" the orc let go of his hand and let the Philosopher's Stone move around his head. "You're right, it's all knowledge, and knowledge is power! The stone is mine, don't try to take it back. ”

With that, he raised his leg and walked outside, letting out a loud laugh as he went. The dwarf was angry, and pressed the armrest, and a silver-white ball bounced out. Only a few loud clicks were heard, and the ball quickly grew in size, and the shell opened, from which thick mechanical hands and feet protruded. It took only a few seconds for a Mithril Golem to appear in front of everyone.

"Leave what you have, it's not yours. The gnome slammed the wheelchair hard and shouted, "The Mithril Golem is immune to all magical effects, it can hunt you down endlessly, even if you have the ability to kill me!"

"Mithril Golem, good thing, not many things can defeat it one-on-one - not even dragons are guaranteed victory. The orc mage looked back at the golem with no nervous expression on his face. "But are you sure this thing can hit me?"

"I'll make sure it can do that, and even if it doesn't, I still have a golem. The dwarf pressed a few times on the wheelchair, opening a dark grid full of grooves from the side panel, and eight metal balls of different colors were placed inside, exuding terrifying power.

The orc mage shook his head and said to the dwarf, "Although it is convenient to use the power of foreign objects, it is not the right way after all. You can try your tall iron bump, and I can tear it down with my bare hands. He paused, looked at Siegel, and then said, "However, the main owner of this matter is this young mage. Say, I'll take your Philosopher's Stone, do you have any ideas?"

"Although it is convenient to use the power of external objects, it is not the right way to go. Siegel returned the orc's words to him as they were: "An artifact can impress you, I don't think your vision should be so short-sighted." And what do you say that knowledge is power, and it is actually what 'you' say? Power is power, how can it be so complicated for you? Think about it, if you are the only one, can you really achieve your own goals?"

The orc's eyes narrowed, and a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Others can only understand the first half of the sentence, and the rest of the sentence is like a dumb riddle.

Siegel walked over to the insect mage and placed his hand on his shoulder. Several black worms emerged from underneath his robes and swam up and down the backs of Siegel's hands. The bald mage had died after being burrowed into his body by the worm, but Siegel didn't seem to be worried at all.

"This is a magic academy, and stratagem may still be useful, but relying on brute force will definitely not go far, even if you have near-god strength. If you don't cooperate with a mage, if you don't cooperate with a real mage, are you going to vacation and relax here?

The orc mage suddenly laughed, then grabbed the Philosopher's Stone and threw it back. "You really have the vision to be a leader. Whatever your ultimate goal, I want a piece of the pie!"

"I also promised a man that he would need to agree to it. Siegel patted the insect mage on the shoulder, and by the way, shook all the black insects off his hands. "Even though this man left me behind, came here first, and didn't do his job properly, I'm willing to continue to cooperate until I achieve my goal—more cautiously, less efficiently, but still cooperative. What do you say, Chanem?"

"Yes. The insect mage nodded and said. (To be continued.) )