A bitter smile appeared on his face. He had planned to sneak in, but he had not expected that today would be the Tulip Academy's annual competition.

He saw familiar faces -- Rodin, Francis, Dorothea, the others from the Magic Potion Association, and Elsa, who was even further away.

Elsa's eyes were filled with a complicated and gratified look.

Suddenly, without knowing when Joelson had left her far behind.

"I'll go and pay my respects to my teacher first."

Joelson greeted Tang Man and the students, and then went to Harriet Terrence's hut.

Every time he entered the hut, it would be filled with messy books, and there was almost no place to sit. But this time, it was tidied up very neatly.

Harriet Terrence sat on the sofa and looked at him with a smile.

"Joelson, you did a good job."

Harriet Terrence had already received the news from the Mage Guild.

It took him a long time to calm down after hearing the news.

Joelson greeted Harriet Terrence.

Harriet Terrence poured him a cup of hot black tea and listened to him slowly tell the story of the past six months.

Apart from the fact that Curtis had received the prophet's inheritance, Joelson did not hide anything.

Harriet was a respected elder who could answer many questions for him.

"It should be Antoine's conspiracy."

Harriet frowned and said softly, "I will pay attention to the traces of the Dark Church and inform Charles III about these disgusting and dirty rats in his family!"

Joelson nodded. The Dark Church was too powerful. With his current strength, he had no way to fight against them. He could only seek Harriet's support.

"The trials of the four kingdoms will begin next month. You should prepare well."

Joelson nodded silently. The trials of this half-year were for the four kingdoms.

"Also."

Harriet continued, "If possible, I hope that you can clear all the mage towers and pass a hundred floors directly!"

"Huh? Why?"

Joelson frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

The Mage Tower was no longer of much help to him.

"No one has ever gone up to the 60th level of the Mage Tower."

Harriet Terrence explained, "Perhaps there are many good things hidden inside. If you can take them out, your strength will be even stronger."

"Is the Mage Tower so difficult? Teacher's sage level strength is also unable to clear the level?!"

A look of disbelief appeared on Joelson's face.

Harriet Terrence shook his head and said, "There is a limit to entering the Mage Tower. Only those under a hundred years old can enter. When I obtained this legendary magic conductor from the ancient ruins, I was already over a hundred years old."

Only after hearing the explanation did Joelson understand.

He suddenly remembered that he had passed through the Mage Tower before.

Every time he passed through the tenth floor, there would be the sound of rewards being given out. However, every time, the rewards were given out in failure.

It seemed that only those who had passed through the first floor could receive the rewards. The previous rewards had long been taken away by the former students of the Tulip Academy of Magic.

In that case...

Joelson's heart could not help but burn with excitement. The rewards from the ancient times were waiting for him to clear the sixtieth, seventieth, the final ninety-ninth, and even the hundredth level.

"I will."

Joelson made a promise to Harriet Terrence.

Harriet Terrence nodded in relief. Among the disciples he had taken in, Joelson was the one who had made him the most satisfied and amazed. His growth rate had even exceeded his expectations.

Only he could clear the Mage Tower. If he did not let Joelson clear it this time, who knew when the next such terrifying genius would appear in the future.

But when he thought of the trials of the four nations, Harriet Terrence's brows furrowed tightly again.

...

In the Magic Potion Association.

The appearance of Joelson made everyone very excited.

Because of Joelson, the Magic Potion Association was completely different from before.

It had become one of the most popular associations in the entire Tulip Academy, and there were many students with outstanding talent.

Of course, the core members were still the same as before.

"Vice president, you're really my idol!"

"Wow! An eighth rank magister!"

"Apart from Vice President Joelson, is there anyone else who can advance to an eighth rank mage before graduation?!"

"How is that possible! Of course not!"

The few of them stared at the golden stripes on the robe of the magician, their eyes filled with admiration and envy.

Joelson smiled and chatted with them for a while. Then, he looked around casually and asked, "Where's Rudolph? Why don't I See him?"

"Strange, that kid hid somewhere the moment he saw you?"

"I'll go find him."

"Forget it. Maybe it's something else."

Joelson said with a smile, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

As he expected, there was still a problem with the Magic Potion Association.

Rudolph was in charge of selling potions made by the Magic Potion Association.

Before Joelson left, he had been in charge of contacting the people of the Lucca Chamber of Commerce.

Now that the Lucca Chamber of Commerce was on the verge of bankruptcy, the Provos Chamber of Commerce had become the sole agent of the Ice and Fire potion. Rudolph must be involved.

In the end, Joelson found him in a corner.

Rudolph looked at Joelson like a mouse seeing a cat. His whole body was trembling. He did not dare to raise his head to look at him.

"Sir Vice President, I was wrong. Please forgive me!"

Joelson patted his shoulder without any expression on his face. Before he could speak, Rudolf cried and collapsed on the ground.

"You can't blame me! My father is just a small Earl. If I don't do this, my whole family will be finished!"

"Who is it?"

Rudolf said with a trembling voice, "It... it was Prince Antoine who pressured my family. That's why I was forced to do this."

"Prince Antoine is behind the Rose Chamber of Commerce?!"

Rudolf said with a blank look, "The whole capital knows."

Joelson didn't say anything, nor did he look at Rudolf again. He turned around and left, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

In the Lucca family's mansion.

Compared to the last time he came; it had declined very much.

The house and courtyard looked like they hadn't been repaired for a long time, and they suddenly became very old.

The middle-aged maid welcomed Joelson in and saw Catherine, whom she had not seen for a long time.

"You're back."

Catherine forced a smile at Joelson.

She had lost a lot of weight, and her face was very pale. Her eyes were full of fatigue.

Catherine sat back on the sofa and grabbed a glass of red wine.

There were a few empty wine bottles scattered on the carpet.

"What happened?"

Joelson couldn't help but frown.

Catherine drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Her lips were blood red as she said gloomily, "The Lucca family... is finished."