Mage? Spell Engineer!

The Tower of Magic, Double-Headed Eagle Study Club occupies a small study room. The space of about 20 square meters is filled with several original-size bronze sculptures, mostly of sword heroes or knights on horseback, and the decoration is in line with the style of the imperial court. There are also many genuine cultural relics and documents such as the genealogy of former imperial nobles.

In other words, this study club is full of so-called "retro" enthusiasts. The core members among them even call themselves "Feng" as their middle name, without considering whether their surnames really come from noble fiefdoms.

The real imperial faction disdains this, but they must rely on these "enthusiasts" to let them gather together to cover up the real actions of the imperial faction's anti-alliance activities and find out the news of the Tower of Magic for them.

This is a very important matter, because at this moment, the Tower of Magic is undoubtedly the core of the magic guild and the most powerful supporter of the alliance. All its movements can be regarded as the main source of changes in the world situation.

"How is it?" A formal mage is not common in the study club. He is a member of the imperial faction and is currently working as a school worker. Although he was wearing a blue wizard robe, a closer look at the collar revealed a little detail: the pattern of the standard robe of the Imperial Army Wizard was embroidered on it.

These details were the identifiers of their companions. Most other people did not understand these details and thought they were just general decorations, but members who were well versed in these histories could accurately identify them.

"We took the photo." The apprentice member of the study group took out a small square box from the storage bag. After inputting his magic power, the box made a slight click and then spit out a few pieces of paper, on which were the images of Jonas and Alec. The latest model of micro cameras is very expensive. Fortunately, there are a few real fat sheep in the Imperial faction. The money they brought from the ground to the sky cannot be spent for several generations.

"Great, it's him, yes." The man's eyes sparkled and he looked at the photos one by one.

"So is he really the heir of Count Dalberg? That... I remember his name is Jonas."

The Count used a fake identity when he appeared, claiming to be Master Heisenberg. It is said that this wizard had been active in Valois decades ago. Even so, the sudden appearance of a great wizard still attracted attention, and was eventually noticed by the old guard of the Imperial Faction, who commissioned the members of the Double-Headed Eagle Society to confirm it at the opening ceremony.

The wizard did not respond to the apprentice's curious questions. His eyes were still scanning back and forth between the photos, and finally muttered to himself: "Like, too much like"

After class, the two rushed in the corridor because they had to rush to the next class. It is said that it is difficult not to get lost in the corridor of the Tower of Magic.

Alec noticed that the scenery outside the window would change drastically at each intersection, and he even had a crazy guess that the tower was scattered in all corners of the world.

In addition to the two of them, there were other classmates. There were many people at the beginning, but later they began to split up. After all, they joined the magic tower later, and many apprentices started learning art courses at a very young age. Except for public elective courses such as magic history, other courses may not be taken together.

In other words, Alec and Jonas must be prepared to learn the basic spellcasting courses with the little 11 or 12-year-olds.

So when they walked to the classroom, their height was already prominent, and Alec also noticed something unusual. He slowed down his pace and quietly pulled Jonas to whisper: "Someone has been following us."

"You mean the man with the masked face?"

"Did you notice it too?"

As they were on their way, a blue-robed spellcaster walked towards them. This was nothing, Alec had some impression because the man's collar was tied very high, and the large lapel even covered his face. This was a popular style in the past, but it is not common now.

But the man walked towards them more than once, and now he appeared at the corner again.

"Hey!"

The two pretended not to notice each other, and Alec stumbled and deliberately bumped into the man, pulling the wizard's robe when he lost his balance.

"Sorry, sir." He and Jonas looked at each other and were shocked, because the other person's exposed left face had a long scar.

The other party was stunned at first, then changed his expression. He said stiffly: "Be careful."

"We are freshmen who entered this year and are not familiar with the path, so we bumped into each other at the corner. Sorry, sir."

From beginning to end, Alec stood in front of Jonas, preventing the man from seeing Jonas' face clearly, and ran away on the pretext of going to class immediately.

Jonas walked quickly while explaining: "Did you see the scar on his face?"

"What happened?"

"That's called the 'Schmidt scar', which is a facial wound left by a real sword duel between imperial nobles. Those who keep it now are probably proud of it."

Alec immediately thought of what Count Dalberg said on the spaceship: "So they are probably from the Empire?"

"Most likely."

"Then our actions are a bit reckless." Alec calmed down and reviewed the temporary battle plan just now, and found that it was too deliberate: "We may not be natural enough, and that person is a formal wizard, and may be our teacher."

"Let's take it one step at a time. If it doesn't work, report the situation to my father." Jonas was more relaxed: "Since he is sneaking around, doesn't it mean that we have been targeted? Fortunately, we are in the Tower of All Arts, the most solid backing of the alliance, and they dare not act rashly."

"It's you, not us, my young master." Alec shook his head.

"Hey, what you said is really annoying!" Jonas laughed and hit Alec. After they figured out each other's identity, they relaxed a little.

The man who was discovered was not discouraged or impatient. He walked to a corridor. Outside the window was a scene of gullies and hills, lush and green like the main material plane, but the starry sky was extremely empty, and a huge gray-white disk replaced the stars and the moon, indicating that it was not the main plane world.

After confirming that there was no one else nearby, he gently opened the window and jumped out, plunging into the forest.

Somewhere in the forest, a building like a hunter's cabin was crowded with several people, and an ancient imperial communication device was running, delivering important news.

"Are you sure?"

"It can be confirmed, there is no mistake. But I may have alerted the target."

"It doesn't matter, there are other executors. Now please work together, how can we grasp the target?"

"The target is studying in the Tower of All Arts. We can only cleverly create accidents and do our best to avoid being discovered."

"I know that the portals of some structures have not been maintained for a long time. We can tamper with their destinations and let the target open the portals."

"Okay, then who can tamper with the destination of the transmission?"

As soon as this question came out, there was no sound of conspiracy. Transmission is a profound skill. Let alone tampering, I am afraid that no one involved in the conspiracy can understand Master Caroline's arrangement.

"I can find external aid."

"Is it reliable?"

"There is absolutely no problem with the ability. The external aid comes from the stars."

"Great, arrange the action immediately."