In the Name of Empress-Chapter 648 - 370: A Historic City Without History (Part 3)

Seeing this mage about to perish on the spot, Lisa raised her small hand, and a cloud flew over to support the unlucky fellow.

But she didn't fully catch him, dispelling the magic when he was about three meters from the ground.

The unfortunate middle-aged mage fell from three meters high, luckily landing on his thick backside rather than his head.

Although he was dizzy and screamed incessantly, at least he wasn't seriously hurt.

Seeing Lisa's angry expression, the middle-aged mage quickly explained:

"Miss Lisa, misunderstanding, all misunderstanding! How could I disrespect you? You only need to show the token to pass freely."

"Really?" Lisa's voice turned cold. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Absolutely true, I can swear to the God of Magic!" the middle-aged mage swore.

Roland almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

As everyone knows, mages might have beliefs, but there is no God of Magic in this world.

The Magic Empire is very ambitious, their mages are trained to the highest standards, and which among them isn't proud?

There was a famous saying at the time.

Mages don't need gods, mages are gods.

Lisa pinched her right hand, and a flame leapt in her palm.

Once a spell is mastered, all spells are mastered.

Although she never practiced other elemental magic, as her strength grew, some basic spells suddenly appeared in her mind, and she learned the basics of other elemental magic.

The attributeless magic bullet and the cloud used earlier were from the Void and Wind elements.

Of course, her forte is the Fire Element, the ultimate fire.

Seeing the milky white flame in her palm, the middle-aged mage's face changed drastically.

Flames are typically red, yellow, blue, etc., with no milky white flame. Milky white flame is Holy Fire, created only by condensing magic energy to the extreme.

The middle-aged mage's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly pleaded with Lisa.

"Miss Lisa, it's not my fault, this is..."

"How is it not your fault? It's your fault! Reflect on your mistakes yourself, don't always blame others, get lost!"

Lisa interrupted the middle-aged mage's nonsense and told him to scram.

The middle-aged mage scurried away, making way for the entrance of the Magic Tower.

Seeing Roland's half-smiling expression, Lisa felt a bit dejected and murmured softly:

"I, I don't want to know the answer."

Not wanting to know, but the answer was already there.

Master Anthony is the president of the Magic Association, but the Magic Association is not monolithic internally.

Even within Anthony's faction, Sura may not be willing to accept Lisa's higher status.

It's only human nature.

The middle-aged mage was just a watch dog barking a few times.

Beating him as a warning to those behind the scenes is fine, but directly killing the dog is not appropriate.

What if he's Anthony's man?

Lisa's good mood had been completely consumed. She grimly activated the Magic Teleportation Array and ascended the tower with Roland.

The teleportation array flickered with light, the runes brightening and then dimming. Within a few seconds, they reached the top floor of the Magic Tower.

The doors and corridors seemed like the open mouth of a beast, making Lisa unwilling to face them.

"Sister Lisa, let's go. It looks like we're not welcome here."

He wasn't worried about being turned away; he just felt sorry for Lisa.

Master Anthony took her as a disciple and cherished this last disciple dearly, making Lisa feel a long-lost fatherly love.

If it was truly Anthony's doing, Lisa's world would collapse.

Roland's persuasion unusually had no effect. Lisa bit her lip, her voice particularly low.

"I must know the truth."

"Alright, I'll accompany you!" Roland said solemnly.

"Aren't you worried?" Lisa was a bit puzzled.

"It definitely isn't Master Anthony. Any suspicion of him is an insult to his character."

Roland firmly said, "Since it's not him, most likely something has happened. He has done me a favor, and if he is indeed in trouble, I must save him."

Lisa breathed a sigh of relief, her lips curling into a slight smile.

The only thing she was worried about was Anthony doing something that would break her spirit.

Since it's not the teacher, then there is nothing to worry about.

Even if it were all enemies inside, she would still save the teacher.

Lisa took a deep breath and resolutely said, "Roland, let's return to the carriage first."