My physics masters couldn't possibly be grand mages.

Meredith never looked up.

He just looked at Einstein.

"interesting."

An eerie silence fell over the square.

Meredith took a few steps forward and stood in front of Einstein. He was a head taller than Einstein, and his thick, long white hair was slightly curly, casting a shadow.

The fountain in the square was still running, but the sound of the water seemed to have suddenly faded into the distance. Xia felt his own heartbeat become exceptionally clear in his ears.

"I only sensed third-tier magic power in you," Meredith said. "Your life force is very weak, like a candle flame flickering in the wind. From my perspective, you don't exhibit any characteristics of sixth-tier magic, not even fifth-tier."

Char's breath caught in his throat for a moment.

His body tensed up, and he quickly focused his mind, ready to take Einstein to 2072 at any moment.

But soon, Meredith continued speaking.

"But I couldn't see through the magic you just used, and I didn't even detect any magical fluctuations."

Bourne's eyes widened suddenly as he looked at Meredith with disbelief.

Even the teacher couldn't detect the magical fluctuations of the old man in front of him.

Doesn't this mean that his control over magic is even several levels higher than his teacher's?

"You're very capable," Meredith commented. "At least in terms of magic control and concealment of your presence, you far surpass me. I reckon the other old guys in the Tower of Truth would give me the same assessment."

"You are very impressive too," Einstein said sincerely.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the sky, which still carried a hint of purple.

At least from a physical point of view, the conditions for the formation of a purple sky are quite extreme.

Because in the visible light emitted by the sun, blue light itself has more energy than violet light.

The human eye is most sensitive to red, green, and blue light. Very few cells are sensitive to violet light. When blue light and a small amount of violet light enter the eye simultaneously, the brain preferentially interprets it as "blue."

Similar scenarios that have occurred on Earth require both extreme volcanic eruptions and specific solar altitudes to be simultaneously realized.

Einstein guessed that he had even distorted the parameters of Rayleigh scattering to some extent.

In his time, this ability could be considered "divine" in a certain sense.

He put his hands behind his back, his fingertips were slightly cold, but his expression remained unchanged.

Meredith glanced at Howard to the side. "You can leave now, Howard."

Howard quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze, and replied in a slightly trembling voice.

"Yes."

He glanced up at Xia, but quickly turned and left.

"Come with me," Meredith said.

He turned around, leaning on his cane.

As Meredith passed Byrne, he stopped but did not look at him, and spoke in a calm voice.

"This will not be repeated."

Bourne's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he hurriedly said...

"Teacher, I just..."

Meredith let out a long sigh.

Bourne immediately swallowed his words and lowered his head.

"I see."

"Thump~"

The cane, shaped like a tree branch, was raised and lowered, making a soft but rhythmic sound in the square.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a church bell, gently striking the hearts of those around.

Einstein followed without much hesitation, and Char also reluctantly followed behind him.

When Einstein passed by, the professors deliberately turned slightly to the side and bowed to him, just as they had done to Meredith.

The square was silent as people watched the two figures disappear from their sight.

“Bourne likes to act on his own initiative,” Meredith said as they walked. “I’ve never liked it. But he is, after all, my student.”

Einstein smiled and said, "I understand."

"Normally, Gaius should be the one to pick you up," Meredith said. "But he's out there and won't be back in time."

Char had heard of this name before; the master of the Tower of Truth, or rather... the principal.

The Magic Gazette says he is the number one person after the Magic King.

However, Char doesn't know who this Magic King is, though he sounds like he has quite a big name.

It's a good thing he didn't come back. In this kind of magical world, the headmaster is usually a top-tier fighter. Xia doesn't even know what rank he is. Is it the peak of the sixth rank? Or... the seventh rank?

If he returns, it will definitely increase the likelihood of them being exposed.

To be honest, Xia now felt that their plan was a bit rushed, making him feel like he was walking a tightrope.

But he really couldn't think of a better way to get into the Tower of Truth.

Since we're already here, we have no choice but to grit our teeth and keep going.

Meredith led them through the mountain path to a massive building.

From the outside, it looks like a Cologne Cathedral magnified many times over, its spire piercing the twilight.

As Meredith moved forward, the two-zhang-tall oak door opened automatically outward.

The sound surged out the moment the door opened.

Char's breath hitched slightly. They hadn't asked Meredith where he was taking them, or rather, they hadn't dared to ask, because lies are the kind of things that are easy to say but difficult to say.

This seems to be... a welcome party?

The dome of the auditorium was so high that its top was invisible, just a deep blue void dotted with stars.

Long tables stretched from the entrance to the end, arranged in more than a dozen rows. Each table was covered with a dark red tablecloth, which had no cutlery on it, but there was a bronze plate between every two seats.

The further inside you go, the different tables appear, and the people sitting there are all teachers.

At the very back is a high platform that requires climbing several steps to reach.

Six chairs, resembling thrones, are arranged in a C-shape.

Behind them was a stained glass window over twenty meters high.

It was a young deity. He stood on a cloud, holding up a rising sun with both hands.

His face was blurry, but his features were clear: young, thin, and black-haired.

His eyes were the only thing on the entire window that wasn't glass—they were two polished obsidian stones.

Beneath his feet lay a world ablaze.

It was a real, raging fire, the intense flames leaping behind the throne, and it seemed as if demons were howling within the flames. The flames were dark red, contrasting sharply with the golden sun above.

The last rays of the setting sun shone through the stained glass windows, casting a dark golden glow.

Those obsidian eyes, illuminated by the sunlight, looked down upon everyone in the auditorium.

Meredith led them through the aisle between the long tables.

As he passed by, Xia felt countless gazes fall on him—then shift away and fall on Einstein.

He heard someone whisper, "It's that one..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone next to him tugged at his sleeve.

Meredith pointed to the empty seat beneath the throne.

"You sit there. And your students..."

He glanced at Xia Ya, then at the table next to him.

"The student area is over there."

Char glanced at the student area, then turned back to look at Einstein. Einstein nodded at him.

"Go."

Char didn't say anything and walked straight towards the student area.

When he walked into that area, he could clearly feel the atmosphere around him freeze for a moment, and then explode.

"Hey bro! Sit over here, I have an empty seat!"

Several young students shouted excitedly, nearly knocking the chair over with their knees.