A red-haired boy from a remote village lived in the legendary Grand Master Tower.

But he quickly felt the unfriendly aura!

First of all, dinner - in the afternoon, Erin had already told him that the magic apprentices living in the middle were delivered regularly by the gray-robed servants living below - but Gene sat in his room and waited until his stomach was rumbling, until he saw the sun set outside through the colorful crystal windows of the Mage Tower, and he had not waited for his supper.

As for Erin, she said she wanted to cover her head and sleep for a long time before, but she didn't know if it was true. Anyway, Gene went to knock on the door next door and no one responded.

However, the behavior of walking out of the room made Gene meet another person in the corridor.

That was obviously a magician, and the iconic dark robe and the pine staff held in his hand proved this, but it was a young man.

[It turns out that there are men here too!]

This thought popped up in Gene's mind.

Of course he knew that magicians did not limit their gender. Many of the great mage heroes sang and praised on the mainland were men. However, since all the magicians he saw in the past few days were women, it was inevitable that he would guess whether Master Flinda had any special standards for his disciples?

The appearance of the young male magician undoubtedly broke Gene's guess.

"My name is Oliver Parton! My father is the knight of Carl King Ting, the head of the Parton family!" The young man had long and soft hair, but his appearance was not soft at all, but was full of cold edges and corners, as stiff as his tone, "Where are you from?"

The young man's questioning made Gene stunned for a momentum, and naturally weakened his momentum and whispered: "I'm from the small village of Dore."

"Dor village?" The young man frowned and thought for a while, then gave up, shrugged, "I haven't heard of it! It's just a small village with unknown names."

"Yes... a small village with unknown names." Gene repeated in a low voice, looking a little inferior.

"Since you were not recommended by the family, you must be because of your strong magical talent? In the thirteenth level magical talent level defined by the magician's branch hall, which level do you belong to?" the young man asked again.

"I don't have magical talent..."

"Ha? I'm sure I heard it right?" The young magician showed an exaggerated surprised expression. "A boy from an unknown village has no magical talent. Even if the teacher allows you to move in, what qualifications do you have to live on the uppermost level of the middle section of the Mage Tower? Live on our heads?"

"The floors are divided according to strength. Irene is the teacher's favorite disciple, so she is qualified to live on the upper floor in an extraordinary way. Why should you live next door to Irene?"

"Hmm? Answer me, where do you get the confidence?"

The young male magician said as he approached step by step, and his loud questioning made Gene keep panic and retreating.

Perhaps it was stimulated by the despised look of the young man, and the red-haired boy suddenly stubbornly argued: "I am not a magician, but I am a archer! I have a high spiritual talent, and even His Highness Glen is willing to accept me as a disciple. I am a distinguished guest of your mage tower! You'd better be polite to me!"

Gene's words made the male magician named Oliver stunned for a moment.

But then, he smiled contemptuously, his expression was still vicious, and he suddenly started singing loudly. After a moment, a rope formed by the current of water tied up Jean and lifted it into the air.

"What are you doing? Let go..."

The water flow also stuffed Gene's mouth.

"Boy, listen." Oliver leaned over and stared at Gene's face. "In this world, talented people are worthy of pride. People without strength should be humble in front of the former. For example, now, I, an intermediate magician, pinch you to death, is as simple as pinching an ant to death, so you'd better learn to shut up!"

"As for His Highness Glen's disciples? Che, his disciples are not a thousand or eight hundred, just as there are many useless students living in Teacher Flinda's tower... Before you become a real strong man, you have no qualifications to be arrogant in front of me!"

"I think you probably haven't had supper yet?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that I asked the servant who brought you food to the person who brought you food to the person is not allowed to come up... I asked him to put the dinner on the steps between the thirty and thirty-first floors. Why don't you go down and get it yourself now? Of course, I will pack up your personal belongings and move to the thirty-first floor to find a room! In this way, I can go down a few less stairs next time I want to eat, haha."

The young man finished speaking in one breath, then looked at Gene sneer and waited for his reaction.

Moving to the 31st floor?

Of course, Gene understood that the thirty-one floor is the bottom layer of the middle area.

He was about to nod his head with difficulty when he suddenly heard a "click" sound behind him. Before he could think about what the sound was, the water flow rope around him suddenly disappeared and he fell back to the ground.

The next moment, Erin's crisp voice came from behind: "Oliver? Why are you here?"

The red-haired boy was soon surprised to find that the young man in front of him was actually a face-changing master. At this moment, his serious and stiff face was covered with a smile called flattering, and said enthusiastically to Erin: "Look at what you said, I just live on the floor below you. Isn't it normal to come up to see you occasionally?"

"Oh." Erin refused to comment, "I will introduce you to you. This is the teacher's distinguished guest, Gene! I let him live next to me. His Highness Glen will take him away in a while... Gene, this is the oldest son of the intermediate magician Oliver, the Knight Parton of the Palace Knight."

"Don't worry, we already know each other." Oliver glanced at Gene deeply.

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Neirene and Oliver didn't stay for long.

Oliver quickly went downstairs, while Erin ran upstairs - as a disciple whom Flinda loved, she also had a little privilege, such as being able to enter several special rooms on the thirteenth floor above without permission.

Only the red-haired Gene, whose heart was undulating, remained silent for a long time.

In the end, the purr of his stomach pulled him back to reality.

[No matter what, you still have to eat, you just need to go a few more steps.]

Gene comforted himself like this.

He began to go downstairs little by little, moving down little by little in slow motion that was comparable to the snail.

There is no way... This is the fiftieth floor of the entire Mage Tower, which is too high! A little closer to the hollow area of ​​the spiral stairs, Gene felt dizzy and dry mouth and weak legs! He could only stick to the exterior wall of the spiral stairs and move downwards little by little.

But he soon discovered another awkward place.

There are actually many disciples living in the middle area of ​​the Mage Tower. I don’t know how many students Master Flinda has taken. In short, people often go up and down the stairs and pass by Gene like flying around.

When passing by, the magicians seemed to have an unwritten rule - those who went upstairs would walk along the outside of the spiral stairs, while those who went downstairs would stick to the inside. At this moment, Gene was undoubtedly the person who went downstairs.

But how dare Gene approach the inside!

This led to the fact that the person who went upstairs would always almost bump into him head-on, then glared at him with great dissatisfaction, and then, after Gene blushed and apologized repeatedly, he could not help but bypass him from the side.

Not to mention, the corridors on each floor are circular, and there are also people in the corridors. It means that Gene, who is going downstairs, has almost become a clown in the grand theater under three-dimensional viewing by audiences on several floors! His outstanding archer talent has brought Gene, which is more sensitive to hearing and vision than ordinary people, but at this moment it has become the biggest tragedy.

Because Gene had heard the discussions of strange magicians:

"Who is that clumsy guy?"

"I didn't wear a magic robe, I should be the teacher's guest... but I'm too brave."

"I bet my golden retriever was more flexible than him when he first came."

"Maybe it's because of the fear of high altitude. I heard that one out of ten people has this disease... I want to help him."
Chapter completed!