After the magic towers were built according to the hexagonal circle’s design, Abel had Lady Carrie come to his other three castles. He wanted her to set up large-sized defense circles and teleportation circles for each one of them.
For Lady Carrie, it was hard for her to understand the reason behind such a request. She thought that having one large-sized circle was enough already. To her (and pretty much anyone else), having two more installed in one place was simply too much of a waste. For every large-sized defensive, one top-quality gemstone was needed to power them. That was three top-quality gemstones Abel planned on spending.
Still, Lady Carrie didn’t want to argue. After all, Abel planned to build a giant military for himself. It’s not like a huge amount of resources had not been spent already (and Abel always used his own gemstones), and she trusted that Abel was a sensible man. He wasn’t planning on making any enemies, so it was safe to say that he’s doing all this for self-protection.
Also, about the gemstones, it was not even considered as a “problem” to Abel.
After the six magic towers were built, they all became parts of the hexagonal circle automatically. Now, it was time to let the hexagonal circle do its job. Since the Cliff Magic Tower was already at its center, pretty much everything was in place. The energy source had been secured. The magic runes were permanently implemented. Everything was set in stone.
The hexagonal was a legendary defensive item. If someone was to launch an attack on any of the seven towers, it would negate the damage by spreading it all across the other towers. Basically, hitting one tower would be the same as doing little damage to all the towers at once. If the seven towers were not destroyed simultaneously, the hexagonal structure would always remain to protect whatever was inside of it.
The most important part of this structure was definitely the center. If the six magic towers were destroyed by some sort of miracle, the 16-floor Cliff Magic Tower would still be there to protect anyone inside. Technically, since the Cliff Magic Tower was the energy source of the other six towers, if it wasn’t destroyed first, the other towers would still be in place. A kind of “reciprocal defense,” basically.
Also, if Abel was to build more magic towers in the future, not only would the hexagonal circle be stronger, but the number of circle bases would also increase to improve the complexity of the fort’s defensive structure.
To add a final touch, Abel had Lady Carrie set up a large-sized mana gathering circle. Of course, he was going to use another one of his top-quality magic gemstones. As for where he got all these stones for it, Lady Carrie had already given up on asking.
At night, while watching the hexagonal circle’s beautiful light from Harry Castle, Abel used his contact circle to call Wizard Morton.
“What is it, Abel?” Wizard Morton asked with an exhausted voice. He was probably just done with his training.
Abel said, “Mentor, can you come to Harry Castle tomorrow? My magic towers have been built, and it’d be great if you can be an audience to my opening ceremony. If you’re interested, just connect your teleportation circle to Harry Castle.”
By the way, only Harry Castle’s teleportation circle was opened to the outside world. The existence of the other ones was never exposed to anyone openly, and even then, Harry Castle’s teleportation circle could only be connected with Abel’s permission.
After giving his request to Isiah, Abel installed a passageway that connected the Cliff Magic Tower’s large-sized teleportation circle to his Harry Castle teleportation circle. Obviously, only a handful of wizards knew about this. If they wanted to use this secret pathway, they had to receive an invitation from the tower spirit.
As for the other two teleportation circles, they could only be used to make an exit. To make an entrance, the only option was to enter through the large-sized defensive circle first. This was to ensure that the security system could do its job efficiently.
Wizard Morton said pleasantly, “What, you think I’m not going? Of course, I will! Hell, I’ll bring Camille and Carlos with me!”
Abel continued, “That’s excellent! If you can also invite Wizard Yveline and Wizard Murphy over, that’ll save me the time to do the invitations one by one.”
Wizard Morton nodded his head over the phone, “No problem! We’ll all be there tomorrow.”
Abel didn’t say this explicitly, but he wanted to invite the wizards over to receive their permission. Since the magic towers were bought as the properties of the “Wizards of the Duchy of Carmel,” it was very important to have the consensus of the other wizards. Right now, while Wizard Yveline had already agreed to live in the new magic tower, neither Wizard Morton and Wizard Murphy had given their thought on this matter.
The next morning, the tower spirit Flora sent a notification to Abel, “Master, someone has requested teleportation to Harry Castle from the Morton Magic Tower. Do you accept?”
“Yes,” Abel responded.
When Abel went to the teleportation circle, he saw that Wizard Morton, Camille, and Carlos had all been waiting for him. Soon, when the teleportation circle flashed again, Wizard Yveline and Sam also appeared. Finally, after a few minutes, Wizard Murphy had come by himself.
“You’ve grown, Abel!” Camille said as she went up to Abel.
“Abel!” Carlos went to give a hug. Usually, he liked to talk a lot, but now that the other wizards were here, he decided to just give him a simple, friendly greeting.
“Uh, distance,” Abel pushed Carlos back. He didn’t feel comfortable being hugged by a man.
“But why? Don’t make me sad, will you?” Carlos pretended to be crying but was quickly pushed away by Camille.
“I’m talking to Abel!” Camille threw a glare at Carlos, then turned to speak to Abel, “Just ignore him, alright? Ever since you’ve become an official wizard. He’s become the worst disciple of our teacher again. He’s a little, well, a little…”
As Camille made a gesture by pointing towards the side of her head, Wizard Morton suddenly spoke.
“Alright, that’s enough,” Wizard Morton said.
Abel bowed to each one of the wizards. Of course, he didn’t forget to give a bow to Sam as well.
“You’re always welcome here, Uncle Sam.”
“Just call me Sam, Abel,” Sam said with a bow, “Being a wizard is very different from what you should be like in the real world.”
To Sam, it was very hard to believe that Abel had got to where he was now. It had only been a few years since he went from an amateur to an official wizard. And himself? He was still stuck at rank five novice wizard. Not only was he very humbled by that, that realization also made him feel like this was all just a dream–not necessarily a nightmare, but just something that he still couldn’t quite comprehend.
