"Increasing the control center of Magic Power, huh..." Nois stroked his shallow beard and interrupted.
After pondering for a moment, he exclaimed, "A genius idea."
"Alright, go save your mentor now, those Pureblood Families are nothing but hyenas!" Nois continued, "Turn right after leaving the door, Theodore will arrange everything for you."
Upon hearing this, the weight in Colin's heart finally plummeted, and he hurriedly said with respect,
"Thank you, Nois City Lord."
Nois hummed affirmatively, then continued,
"After dealing with your mentor's matter, come back here."
"Yes." Colin was somewhat puzzled, but he did not continue to inquire.
"Colin—" However, as he turned to leave, Nois called out to him again.
Colin turned his head to look, and Nois had already returned to the high desk. A faint light converged in his hands into a feather pen, and beneath his calm expression was an undeniable weariness:
