I Am A Wizard Who Can Travel Between Earth And The Other World-Chapter 56 - 58 The Hidden Power of Ashden

With that parting remark, Gin left the cafe, his presence lingering like an ember in Jay's mind. The final words echoed in his thoughts, burning deeper than he expected.

Two days before the expedition, Gin accompanied Jay to the Tree Guild headquarters.

The guild was, as rumored, one of the most powerful in the city.

Its towering building loomed over the streets, an imposing monument to their influence.

Gin had come to meet them not just to gather information but out of curiosity.

He wanted to see for himself what kind of guild could rank among the top three in the city.

The Tree representatives had eagerly agreed to the meeting, eager to assess Gin's capabilities firsthand.

Standing before the guildhall, Gin let out a low chuckle. "Impressive."

"Of course it's impressive," Jay said with a hint of pride. "Do you have any idea how many guilds there are in this city?"

"No. How many?"

"Beats me. There are too many to count."

"And yet this one is in the top three," Gin murmured, his gaze sharpening.

What impressed him wasn't just the size of the building but the flow of magical energy surrounding it.

The entire structure was enchanted, imbued with a spell designed to block external surveillance. Information, both visual and auditory, was sealed off.

Curious, Gin extended his senses, forming a web of mana patterns around the building.

The threads sought an opening, probing for weaknesses. But as they entered the building's perimeter, they vanished into an impenetrable fog—silent, sightless, and formless.

It wasn't something Gin could easily dismiss. Others might have accepted the barrier as unbreakable, but Taesu was different. He saw it as a challenge.

"I'll have to improve my domain spells," he muttered. To do that, he needed to analyze the guild's information-blocking magic. This was no ordinary enchantment.

And Gin never backed down from a puzzle.

A fire stirred within Gin, a familiar thrill surging through his veins. He had not felt this alive in a long time. The challenge before him was daunting, complex, and likely to push him to his limits—but that was exactly why he relished it.

Just as with the portal, he knew that with persistence, he could overcome it. There was a path forward; he simply had to find it.

"What's the holdup? Not going in?"

Jay gave Gin a puzzled look.

"Let's go," Gin replied, his voice calm and unbothered as he strode confidently toward the Tree Guild building.

The grand lobby unfurled before them, an elegant and imposing space.

Polished marble floors gleamed under the light filtering through a high vaulted ceiling.

At the far end of the room stood a reception desk, flanked by twin staircases that curved gracefully upward.

From where they stood, they could see all the way to the third floor, the staircases winding smoothly from level to level.

The lobby bustled with life.

Guild members and visitors milled about—some waiting by the elevators, others engaged in quiet conversations on plush sofas.

Yet despite the crowd, Gin's focus sharpened on something else entirely: the invisible magic that permeated the air.

The information-blocking enchantment woven through the building was powerful and meticulous. As Gin stepped further into the lobby, he began analyzing the spell with precision. He assigned part of his mind to mapping its structure.

With the entire space bathed in the magic's influence, he didn't need to extend his mana tendrils far.

His heightened senses absorbed every subtle fluctuation in the ambient magic, breaking down the spell's intricate layers.

Difficult? Certainly. But that only made it more exhilarating.

As Gin immersed himself in his analysis, a uniformed guard approached.

"May I help you?" the guard asked, his tone courteous but professional.

Gin instinctively reached out with his senses, attempting to read the guard's aura. Surprisingly, it was easy. The information-blocking magic weakened at close range, just as Gin had theorized.

Just as I thought.

The magic wasn't distributed evenly throughout the building. The closer one got to the core of the enchantment—likely the central magical circle—the stronger its effect would be. Overextending its power uniformly across such a vast space would have been inefficient.

"I have an appointment with Director Marcus," Gin said evenly.

At the mention of the name, the guard's eyes widened slightly.

"Ah, yes. We've been expecting you. Please follow me," the guard said quickly, his demeanor now deferential.

Jay smirked, clearly enjoying the guard's sudden politeness, and followed Gin closely.

The guard led them to the tenth floor, where they entered a large, opulently decorated room. Ornate furnishings adorned the space, and at its center sat a man with a piercing gaze.

His sharp features and calm composure gave him an air of authority. He looked to be in his early forties.

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As soon as he saw the man, Jay straightened his posture and bowed deeply, almost at a perfect ninety-degree angle.

"Good day, sir. I'm Jay. I contacted you earlier," he announced with utmost formality.

Marcus, however, paid Jay no mind. His eyes remained locked on Gin, unblinking and intense.

Gin, sensing the weight of the man's gaze, felt a shift in the atmosphere.

His expression hardened slightly as he detected a sudden surge of magic emanating from Marcus. It crept toward him with eerie subtlety. Had his senses not been heightened from analyzing the building's enchantment, he might have missed it entirely.

Impressive... and dangerous.

Without hesitation, Gin countered the approaching magic. He redirected his own mana, forming a protective barrier that repelled the invisible force. As he did, he gleaned something intriguing: Marcus's spell had been crafted using the same magical architecture as the building's information-blocking enchantment. However, its nature had been inverted. Rather than suppressing information, this version sought to extract and absorb it.

The realization made Gin chuckle softly to himself.

So that's how it is…

The entire building wasn't just designed to conceal—it was also designed to gather intelligence from within.

The enchantments interwove both functions seamlessly, their complexity rivaling the techniques Gin himself used to create mana patterns.

The similarity to his own methods intrigued him.

This was no ordinary challenge. Whoever had designed the guild's defenses was a true master of magical architecture.

Gin's lips curved into a faint smile.

This is going to be fun.