With a "bang" behind him, the door was locked.

Yi Lin simply twisted it, but didn't unscrew it.

He gave up.

If you have no choice, just follow it!

In the room, there is a luxurious bathroom of about thirty square meters.

At the end of the spotless mahogany floor, there is a large pure gold bathtub that can accommodate five or six people.

The golden light shook Yi Lin's eyes narrowed.

On the marble wall with clear patterns, the lifelike animal relief mouths spewed out steaming water. Although Yi Lin felt it was quite disgusting, it has to be said that the decoration here was really luxurious.

It is full of European classical luxury.

In the corner of the room, there was a threaded wardrobe. When Yilin opened it, she saw many new sets of clothes. The clothes were of different styles, including modern formal suits, tuxedoes, Victorian aristocratic outfits, and even lace-lace princess dresses.

"Why are there any dresses? Is it good to satisfy the weirdness of special people?"

Yi Lin randomly chose a casual suit and hung it on a shelf next to the bathtub.

While taking off his clothes, Yi Lin lowered his head, thinking.

He spread his palms, and there was a wrinkled note in his palm.

This is the tuxedo butler, Seberas, who just grabbed Yilin and quietly stuffed it into Yilin's palm.

Yi Lin quietly dispersed his senses. After confirming that there was no shameless snooping around, he carefully spread the paper ball.

There are three letters written on it with scribbled ink marks.

"Breast n".

This word is very subtle when translated.

roll?

Walk?

Uh...move?

In different contexts, this word seems to have different understandings.

Yi Lin's wrist shook, and the strange note was put into the storage space.

"Oh~"

After taking off all, Yi Lin lay comfortably in the bath water with suitable temperature, washing away the dust and fatigue along the way.

While taking a bath, Yi Lin was distracted and thought about the profound meaning of the note.

He crushed a card, and a glass of ice drink appeared out of thin air, floating beside Yi Lin.

After a while, Yi Lin felt that it was not enough, so she took out a fruit plate prepared in advance, floated on the water, and drifted with the flow in the bathtub.

"Master, do you want to rub your back?"

Gayceummi ran out at some point, covering her eyes shyly with her hands, but her shiny eyes were accidentally exposed between her fingers.

"Let's talk about it when you can rub it."

Yi Lin soaked in hot bath water, drank ice drinks, and ate fresh fruits, and enjoyed it inexplicably. In addition to Gayceme, Yi Lin called out Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu at the same time. Obviously, except Gaycememe, Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu seemed a little unwilling. After all, it was Yi Lin's bathing time, and they turned their heads and looked very embarrassed.

Yi Lin did not intend to misunderstand the three mother spirits and immediately expressed his thoughts.

"So that's it!"

Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu quietly breathed a sigh of relief after Yi Lin explained. It turned out that Yi Lin was not going to perform anything wrong in such a subtle occasion.

So the three mother spirits nodded at the same time and agreed. One of them was facing up, one was facing down, and the other was moving. They penetrated the wall from different directions and left the room as quickly as possible.

"Oh~"

"Ah~"

"Hiss~"

Yi Lin quickly switched perspectives, Xiaomei, Xiaohong, and Xiaobai, and she was having a lot of fun watching.

Twenty minutes later.

Yi Lin opened her eyes, and the three little mother spirits returned safely with resentment. Yi Lin cleaned the core and peel of the bathtub, put on a handsome suit, and put on a makeup to the floor-to-ceiling full-length mirror in the bathroom. Then she put on an elegant bow, perfect.

When the fragrant Yilin stepped out of the bathroom, Seberas was still waiting quietly outside the door. It seemed that she had always been here and had never left.

Seberas said that Gu Tianqing and Milien seemed to have finished their business long ago and moved to the VIP room. I don’t know if it was Yi Lin’s illusion, but he always felt that Seberas’s implicit meaning was to complain that he had been taking a shower for too long.

“The environment here is good.”

Yi Lin smiled.

Seberas was silent.

She walked ahead to guide Yi Lin. Yi Lin did not get a reply, nor did she say anything more. She did not mention the small note again, as if this matter had become a little secret between him and Seberas. Yi Lin looked at Seberas's back and pondered secretly.

This trip to the clock tower did not seem to be as simple as Mirien imagined.

What does that note from Seberas mean?

Is it a reminder?

Or just for some reason, let them get out of the clock tower?

And for some reason, she couldn't express these disgust so obviously?

As Yi Lin thought, the two walked through the luxurious corridor and came to an empty room.

In the room, it still adheres to the classic European krypton gold decoration style. In the dark room, the fancy glass chandeliers, the burning fireplaces on the walls, and the soft pure fur carpets all exudes the sour smell of money. In the center of the room, there is a long dining table commonly seen in the European rich family.

Along the way, I Lin didn’t feel anything about this Magicians Association. The intuitive understanding was that the Magicians Association should have been very rich.

The dining table was visually estimated to be about eight meters long and three meters wide, while Gu Tianqing and Milien had already put on the table and were waiting quietly.

Gu Tianqing was wearing a pitch-black tuxedo, which was somewhat similar to the style of Seberas. He even pretended to be wearing a black top hat, and his right hand, wearing white gloves, was unconsciously fiddling with a gold-inlaid stick, which was extremely luxurious.

"Pretty."

Yi Lin sat down speechlessly beside Gu Tianqing, thinking that if he put on the skeleton gentleman suit, he would be so handsome that he would be so handsome.

"hehe."

Gu Tianqing smiled and heard Yi Lin's whisper.

Mirien took off her armor and put on a white pleated princess dress. She wore lace gloves on her slender but powerful arms. She was really a descendant of a nobleman. When she wore a princess dress, she looked like she was the daughter of an ancient European family, and her arrogance and nobleness came to her face. If it weren't for the faint murderous aura of that face, it would have made people mistakenly think that Mirien was a weak noble lady.

Both seemed to be waiting for Yi Lin.

The three of them finally sat down.

Seberas bowed and said, "Please wait patiently, three distinguished guests." After that, Seberas walked out of the VIP room silently through another door.

In the empty room, only Mirien, Yilin and Gu Tianqing were left.

The three of them quickly exchanged a look. They did not communicate verbally, and under the brief eye contact, they all seemed to express that they did not understand the purpose of the Magicians Association to tossed about these things.

But Mirien had something to ask for, so she could only grit her teeth and endure everything.

Seberas didn't let the three wait for too long.

About a few minutes later.

There was a movement from the door where Seberas left.

The sound of wheels crushing on the wooden floor echoing in the open corridor and entering the VIP room.

Seberas pushed a wheelchair steadily and slowly entered.

In a wheelchair, there was a blond boy with a pale face and aged only fifteen or sixteen. The boy's facial features were very delicate. He wore a pair of black-framed glasses and his eyes were as green as gems. Behind the lenses, it was green and bright, which was particularly eye-catching. Although the boy looked very young, when the boy's face appeared in front of Yi Lin, Yi Lin couldn't help frowning slightly.

For some reason, the impression that the boy gave Yi Lin at first was not as energetic as the boy, but rather was a vicissitudes and pathological feeling of the elderly.

"The ancient descendant of the Knight King, Mirien Artoria X Pandragorn,"

"A stranger from the East, Mr. Yilin,"

"The wise Mr. Gu Tianqing,"

"Clock Tower, welcome you."

Seberas pushed the blonde boy in the wheelchair and sat opposite Yi Lin and the other two. The boy's green eyes swept across the faces of the three people. He smiled and said the names of the three people.

After pushing the boy to the dining table, Seberas left silently, seemingly not worried at all that these three visitors outside the clock tower would have any evil intentions towards the boy.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Bathurmero Dylan. I am one of the existing monarchs in the clock tower."

"monarch?"

Yi Lin asked in a low voice.

Mirien frowned slightly and explained in a low voice: "The Magicians Association is an orthodox Magicians Academy. Since ancient times, they have been committed to inheriting the 'mystics' and cultivating generations of magicians. It is said that there are twelve disciplines in the Magicians Association, and the person in charge of each discipline is the twelve 'monarchs' who are the ruling class and stand at the top of the Magicians Association."

"Oh? You know again?"
To be continued...