Following Cruz François, Curt entered his personal laboratory.

Compared to being a room in the tower, this "personal research room" is more like an independent building embedded in the Silver Tower. If you only look at it from the outside, it is completely unimaginable that a large door will lead to a room that may be larger than the lobby of the Nanfeng Tavern.

This should be a corner of the main tower of the Silver Yao Tower. The design of the roof allows people in the house to hang the stars from the fountain-like decorations. Located in the middle of the house is a spiral staircase with a stable slope, which hovers upwards connecting many rooms.

This is indeed a hall - for a research room that is used by one person, it is too huge and looks a bit outrageously luxurious.

Under Cruise François' careless guidance, Curt walked past the tiled staircase of wonderfully painted tiles, and stepped onto the iron spiral staircase painted in black, and walked slowly upwards. The hall below him was like a well-maintained garden.

From the Old Continent to the Dark Continent, there are magical objects from unknown places placed everywhere in the hall. The plants that have never been seen are growing well, and there are many animals that can only be seen in the picture books, either locked in cages or leisurely paced in the area where they lived.

The more you move up the cold iron staircase, the more obvious this feeling is. Looking around, a small platform that violates the principle of gravity is floating, and the fluorite lamps placed on it provide light for the laboratory. In several rooms deep in the depths, you can also see the sorcerers busy with research.

Young people who occupy a corner of the desktop are full of files and working, old people searching among the shelves, and semi-naked old people sitting cross-legged in the small pool and meditating, etc. In this space, residents are all buried in various matters related to spell research.

Between these areas, there are many lush and strange trees growing vigorously, shaking gently with the breeze coming from nowhere. The birds hiding among the trees make pleasant sounds, and from time to time you can see one or two rare rare beasts flying out from the shadows of the trees.

"Should I say it is worthy of being a personal laboratory owned by the dean of the college? These collections are not something that can be easily obtained from regular channels." Liqi did not follow Curt, but she could still see these decorations displayed in the hall through Curt's eyes.

This is really a space full of unimaginable atmosphere, and even Liqi couldn't help but admire these invaluable collections.

"Don't you think this is a very wonderful room?" Perhaps because of the feeling of sighing, Cruz François, who was walking in front, suddenly said as he walked a corner, "This is not surprising - after all, I thought so when I first entered this room."

then?

Curt didn't say anything, but just looked at him silently.

Cruise François, who saw Curt reply, laughed: "Because you are not from the college, you may not know. This room - the chief research room - does not belong to the person 'me', but to the identity of 'dean of Catris College'. The collections left here are not all my things, most of them were left by my ancestors who were the dean before me."

He spoke in a nostalgic tone of the past, and the origin of the research room and the things placed everywhere. After the deans inherited this research room, they would add their own collection on the original basis, and in the end the house became a place filled with wonderful objects like a museum.

While listening to Cruce François' introduction, the two of them advanced along the hovering upward stairs. After seeing many things, they finally arrived at the third floor on the uppermost floor. After walking out of the intersection of the spiral stairs, they arrived at a house like a reception room.

Previously, most of the existing natural objects or collection items were natural objects or collection items, but in this reception room, there were many existences full of more magical auras.

The ceiling became closer, and the stars that leaked from the decorations of the ceils fell in, forming a shining space. Many "rare" things I have seen before have expanded here, and traces of the continuous operation of spell items are everywhere.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows allow you to see the scenery of the college. The ceiling is hung with green cold light blocks wrapped around the extended vines, and the red and purple dried petals scattered on the ground exudes a faint fragrance. The reception room, mainly composed of wooden structure, presents the style of a jungle wooden house.

Curt saw a few bookcases filled with large books and a traditional northern box carved with unseen petal-like patterns in the corner. The paper for copying on the cat-foot-like table in the corner and books that had not been collected yet formed a hill.

It seems that in addition to being a reception room, it is also the house used by Cruce François himself. Here, the flow of time seems to be changed, and the space is as if it is forcibly twisted by spells. A feeling of floating in the cracks of time that is unknown wherever it is located naturally arises.

"Please sit, Mr. Ryanster." He led Curt to the table in the center of the reception room and sat down. Cruise François greeted Curt enthusiastically, "No need to be restrained. Although my friends are still using this laboratory, the sound in this reception room will not be heard from the outside world."

After saying that, he clapped his hands, and almost in an instant, a pot of still steaming tea was added to the wooden carved tea table next to the table. An invisible hand poured the tea into the prepared cup, and then gently delivered it to Curt and him sitting opposite him.

He picked up the teacup and sniffed it gracefully, took a sip and said to Curt: "This is a tea brought from a great country in the north. It is very good for the body. Mr. Leinster, please try it, I think you will also like this taste."

This guy's actions were still so irrelevant. The steady light revealed in his slightly closed eyes was as stable as the creatures that existed in the world since ancient times. He looked like his whole body was full of flaws while drinking tea, but Curt could clearly feel the air around him.

Although he was troubled by not being able to find out his intentions, Curt did not think that Cruise François would play with him as a person of identity. So he casually picked up the teacup filled with warm amber liquid and took a sip.

In an instant, a sweet and bitter taste spread in the mouth - it was one thing whether this tea was good for the body, but he felt that it was really not delicious as a drink.

"Then, I don't think you would tell me that I was here just to invite me to tea?" The quilting smell left on the tip of my tongue was pressed down, but Curt asked in a little unscrupulous manner, "What was the commission you mentioned before? Can you please explain it now?"

"I'm really impatient. I remember you weren't interested in my commission before?" Cruz François smiled, "I originally wanted to start with the 'glorious' outbreak that you were interested in before."

His attitude towards the people was so irritable.

"Public is public and private is private." It was too hard to talk to such a person. Curt couldn't help but sigh when he spoke: "If it were before, I was indeed very interested in the explosion of 'Yaoguang'. But I think we should talk about the commission now."

Cruise François smiled with satisfaction at Curt's remarks.

"It's true that he is a professional mercenary. I like the expression you said when you say 'public is public and private is private'. Since that's the case, let's talk about 'commission' - Mr. Leinster, what do you think about the rapid development of spells and magic over the past century?"

What do you think about the development of these things?

Curt didn't know why he raised such a question, and was silent for a while before saying: "I think this is a good phenomenon. The spell supplies that were concentrated in the upper class in the past have now been used by civilians like us. Moreover, the popularization of spell education after the magic reform has made this knowledge no longer a symbol of nobility and honor as in the past, but a force that makes life more convenient."

Curt's statement may only be considered a general theory in general, but the development of spells and magic is indeed changing people's lives.

Fluorite lamps that were once only available to the upper class have become popular in even the poorest families. Vehicles carrying steam mechanisms have changed people's travel methods. Railways have been connected between major cities, and the empire is even planning to build new powered ships equipped with steam mechanisms.

Such a life was absolutely unimaginable a century ago.

Maybe it's not the true answer, but Cruise François is still very satisfied with Curt's answer.

He clapped his hands and said, "That's right, I think you should be the ones who can feel the changes in this world the most. After all, your sister would have been completely impossible to enter the academy in the era of nearly a hundred years ago - in that era when magic was just something exclusive to certain people."

In response to his applause, the invisible hand moved again. It pulled out a stack of documents from the bookshelf in the corner of the room and handed them into his hands. After Cruz François looked through the documents a little, he pulled out several documents from them and handed them to Curt's hand.

"Then the question is, some people don't like this change - who do you think these people are?"
Chapter completed!