
A bitter smile appeared on his face. He had planned to sneak in, but he had not expected that today would be the annual competition of the Tulip Academy.
He looked at familiar faces - Rodin, Francis, Dorothea, the others from the Magic Potion Association, and Elsa, who were even further away.
Elsa's eyes were filled with a complicated and contented look.
Suddenly, without knowing when Joelson has left her far behind.
"I'll go and pay my respects to my teacher first."
Joelson greeted Tang Man and the students, then went to Harriet Terrence's hut.
Every time he entered the hut, it would be filled with messy books, and there was almost no place to sit. But this time, it was neatly tidied up.
Harriet Terrence sat on the sofa and looked at her with a smile.
"Joelson, you did a good job."
Harriet Terrence had already received the news from the Witch Guild.
It took him a long time to calm down after hearing the news.
Joelson greets Harriet Terrence.
Harriet Terrence poured her a cup of hot black tea and listened to her slowly tell the story of the past six months.
Despite the fact that Curtis had accepted the prophet's legacy, Joelson had nothing to hide.
Harriet was a respected elder who could answer many questions for her.
"It was supposed to be Antoine's conspiracy."
Harriet frowned and said softly, "I will pay attention to the traces of the Church of Darkness and tell Charles III about these disgusting and filthy rats in his family!"
Joelson nodded. The Dark Church is too powerful. With his current strength, he had no way of fighting them. He could only seek Harriet's support.
"The trial of the four kingdoms will begin next month. You must prepare well."
Joelson nodded silently. This half-year exam is for the four kingdoms.
"Also."
Harriet continued, "If possible, I hope you can clear all the magician towers and pass through a hundred floors directly!"
"Huh? Why?"
Joelson frowned slightly and asked in confusion.
The Mage Tower no longer helped him much.
"Nobody has ever climbed to the 60th level of the Witch Tower."
Harriet Terrence explained, "There may be a lot of good things hidden in it. If you can get it out, your power will get stronger."
"Is the Witch Tower so difficult? The strength of the sage level master is also unable to complete level ?!"
An expression of disbelief appeared on Joelson's face.
Harriet Terrence shook her head and said, "There is a limit to entering the Witch Tower. Only those under a hundred years old could enter. When I obtained this legendary magic conductor from the ancient ruins, I was already over a hundred years old. "
Only after hearing his explanation did Joelson understand.
He suddenly remembered that he had passed through the Witch Tower before.
Every time he passed the tenth floor, there would be the sound of presents being given. However, each time, a reward is given in the flop.
It seemed that only those who had passed the first floor could receive his reward. The previous prize had long been taken by former students of the Tulip Magic Academy.
In that case...
Joelson's heart could not help but be burned by excitement. Gifts from the ancient times were waiting for him to complete the sixtieth, seventieth, ninety-nine last, and even the hundredth level.
"I will."
Joelson promised Harriet Terrence.
Harriet Terrence nodded in relief. Among the students he took, Joelson was the one who satisfied him the most and amazed. His growth rate exceeded even his expectations.
Only he can clean the Witch Tower. If he did not let Joelson finish this time, who knew when the next monstrous genius would appear in the future.
But when he thought of the trials of the four countries, Harriet Terrence's brows furrowed again.
...
The appearance of Joelson makes everyone very excited.
Because of Joelson, the Magic Potion Association was completely different from before.
It had become one of the most popular associations in the entire Tulip Academy, and there were many students with outstanding talents.
Of course, the core members were still the same as before.
"Vice president, you are truly my idol!"
"Wow! Magister rank eight!"
"In addition to Vice President Joelson, is there anyone else who can advance to a rank eight mage before graduating?!"
"How is possible! Of course not!"
Some of them stared at the golden stripes on the magician robes, their eyes filled with admiration and jealousy.
Joelson smiled and chatted with them for a while. Then, he looked around casually and asked, "Where is Rudolph? Why don't I see it?"
"Surprisingly, that kid was hiding somewhere when he saw you?"
"I'll go look for him."
"Forget it. Maybe it's something else."
Joelson said with a smile, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
As he had expected, there was still a problem with the Magic Potion Association.
Rudolph was in charge of selling potions made by the Magic Potion Association.
Before Joelson left, he was in charge of contacting people from the Lucca Chamber of Commerce.
Now that the Lucca Chamber of Commerce is on the verge of bankruptcy, the Provos Chamber of Commerce has become the sole agent of the Ice and Fire potion. Rudolph should be involved.
In the end, Joelson found her in a corner.
Rudolph looked at Joelson like a mouse looking at a cat. His whole body was trembling. He did not dare to raise his head to look at her.
"Sir Vice President, I was wrong. Please forgive me!"
Joelson patted his shoulder with no expression on his face. Before he could speak, Rudolf cried and fell to the ground.
"You can't blame me! My father was just a little Earl. If I don't do this, my whole family will be over!"
"Who is this?"
Rudolf said in a trembling voice, "That's... Prince Antoine is putting pressure on my family. That's why I had to do this."
"Prince Antoine is behind the Rose Chamber of Commerce?!"
Rudolf said blankly, "The whole capital knows."
Joelson did not say anything, nor did he look towards Rudolf again. He turned around and left, but his eyes were extremely cold.
The Lucca family home.
Compared to the last time he came; it was greatly decreased.
The house and courtyard looked like it had long since been unrepaired, and it suddenly became very old.
The middle-aged maid welcomes Joelson and sees Catherine, whom she has not seen for a long time.
"You're back."
Catherine forced a smile on Joelson.
He had lost a lot of weight, and his face was extremely pale. His eyes were full of fatigue.
Catherine sat back on the sofa and picked up a glass of red wine.
There were some empty wine bottles strewn across the carpet.
"What's going on?"
Joelson could not help but frown.
Catherine drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. His lips were blood red as he said gloomily, "The Lucca family is done."