Chapter 316

"The Heart of the Magic Tower?" Gervas stared wide-eyed at the silver tray, never expecting it to be this thing.

Anyone who's read web novels knows that the greatest dream of wizards is to build their own magic tower.

This isn't just because a magic tower symbolizes honor, like a noble's castle.

It's because a magic tower gathers every facility a wizard needs.

Such as a cultivation chamber, an alchemy room, and a potion lab.

From this, it's clear that the owner of a magic tower must possess extraordinary strength.

Only with sufficient strength can one have the energy and resources to study other projects.

Thus, only beings like archmages can build a magic tower.

Of course, there's another reason it must be an archmage: the cost of a magic tower is astronomically high, far beyond what an ordinary wizard can afford.

And within a magic tower, the most important and expensive component is the Heart of the Magic Tower.

As the name suggests, it is the very heart of the magic tower.

Its materials include mithril, rare magical herbs, the blood of a ninth-rank beast, and powdered cores of ninth-rank beasts—precious ingredients all.

In short, possessing the Heart of the Magic Tower is equivalent to securing the foundation of a magic tower.

Because it provides intense magical power to the tower.

With it, cultivation inside the magic tower accelerates!

When crafting alchemical items inside the tower, you needn't fear insufficient magical power!

When brewing potions or growing magical herbs inside the tower, you needn't fear a shortage of magic.

Thus, once you have the Heart of the Magic Tower, all that remains is to slowly build the tower's structure with bricks.

Of course, one must note: a magic tower is not merely a single tower.

It is an estate spanning thousands of square feet, with only its core being a towering, symbolic magic spire.

This is the origin of its name.

"Correct, my lord—this is the Magic Tower Core. I can sense the surrounding magical energy has stabilized at five times the normal level, meaning it has met the magic tower's concentration requirement."

"And perhaps this Magic Tower Core was seized by a dragon from some wizard's tower long ago, then forgotten!"

For dragons, the Heart of the Magic Tower holds no real use.

Because they are naturally the most powerful spellcasters in the world.

Thus, the dragon likely stole it merely for its glittering appearance.

As for why it was later abandoned—

Perhaps it was forgotten!

Perhaps… well, most likely it was simply forgotten.

"Excellent, excellent!" Gervas laughed.

Because possessing the Magic Tower Core means he can immediately begin constructing a magic tower.

And with a magic tower, how could his domain possibly lack wizards?

A single rumor would draw dozens, even hundreds of wizards flocking here.

Of course, he could never do that.

Because if he let word slip, within days, archmages would come knocking, demanding the Heart of the Magic Tower.

"Congratulations, my lord! The God of Glory has favored you!"

This time, Wood truly admired the noble before him.

His luck was unbelievable.

The griffins and stone giants before were already astonishing.

Now he'd even found the Heart of the Magic Tower.

When Migen and the others had called Zhuiyue a divine emissary, Wood had merely smiled, thinking them naive.

It was just a somewhat sentient unicorn.

But now, it seemed Zhuiyue could not be viewed so simply.

After all, no one had ever heard of the Griffin King's unicorn possessing such abilities.

Thus, Zhuiyue might truly be a divine emissary bestowed by the God of Glory.

And Gervas might not merely be a favored believer of the God of Glory.

He might very well be the God of Glory's illegitimate son!

Otherwise, how could one explain his jaw-dropping luck?

"Hah! Wood, congratulations to you too! When we return, I'll have the magic tower built!"

"And you shall surely have your place within the magic tower!"

Normally, a magic tower has only one true master, with others merely apprentices.

But who could blame him? He had no archmages under his command.

So, letting wizards share the tower was the optimal choice.

Wood understood this perfectly—and to have even a place within it was more than enough.

"Thank you, my lord!"

…

"Come! Set sail for home!"

On the shore, at Gervas's command, the Black Pearl set course for home.

After securing the Heart of the Magic Tower and confirming with Wood that there were no other discoveries, Gervas departed contentedly.

Back on the shore, he ordered the Hell Baron to walk along the coastline, while he and the others sailed slowly.

After all, though the Hell Baron stood only five meters tall, his entire body was solid rock—weighing at least ten tons, impossible to carry aboard a ship.

Thus, the journey that took one and a half hours to reach the island now took two and a half hours to return.

This was only because the coastline was flat and the Hell Baron, like a tank, crushed through trees and rivers without pause.

Upon returning to the shore, they did not bring the Hell Baron directly to the dock.

Instead, they had him wait among a cluster of rocks at the edge of the Storm Domain.

The advantage of stone men was that when resting, they could lie down on rocky ground and blend seamlessly into the rocks.

If vines and moss were spread over them, even stepping on them would fail to reveal their presence.

Of course, Gervas had no need to disguise him—he simply couldn't let him be seen yet.

After settling the Hell Baron, Gervas returned to the dock.

Coincidentally, Old John had just returned.

"My lord!"

"How did it go? Did you complete the task?"

"My lord, I've followed your orders and relayed everything to the Waga merfolk, who conveyed it to the Buwa tribe's chieftain."

"They are already gathering warriors from the other five tribes—surely they'll reach the shore soon."

"Excellent! John, let's return together—I have a new project to discuss with you!"

On the way, Gervas discussed the construction of the magic tower with Old John.

Old John, being well-informed, understood perfectly what a magic tower meant.

He immediately congratulated Gervas with excitement and offered his opinions on its construction.

The top priority was secrecy.

This, clearly, aligned perfectly with Gervas's own thoughts.

Thus, they agreed to build the magic tower in the southeastern region of the domain, near the coast and the Death Mountains.

Because that area was virtually uninhabited—so long as secrecy was maintained, no one would ever find it.

Of course, for safety's sake, it needn't be too close to the ocean or the Death Mountains.

The exact location? We'll scout it out in a day or two.