The Path to Lordship Begins in the North

After warning Lind, Deborah did not leave the gray-collar area immediately, but instead toured around it.

Deborah, having learned that Lind wouldn't use super-level magic easily and would contact the tower before using it, seemed more relaxed than when she first arrived at the Gray Collar.

Of course, Lind's little scheme did not escape Deborah's notice, but Deborah did not mind. Instead, she established communication channels with the gray and white-collar workers and had people from the Tower stationed there.

Mutual communication is not a bad thing for either party.

"Rest assured, we have no interest in worldly research findings."

Deborah's eyes held a hint of contemplation and calmness, her long eyebrows slightly raised, giving her a capable and natural look. It was impossible to tell that she had just been cursing the envoy from another continent.

Looking at Lind who was leading the way beside her, Deborah explained, "Although we are also curious about the progress of your research on super-level magic, this time, in addition to bringing a warning about super-level magic, we are more concerned about the battle you experienced in the Golden Plains."

This was no secret, as Lind recounted the events of that time while leading Deborah in the right direction.

Although everything about the Tower is shrouded in mystery, judging from the existing history, the Tower will not come to an end easily. The previous warnings were also reasonable and well-intentioned. Therefore, after careful consideration, Linde decided to give it his trust for the time being and approach it cautiously.

Of course, it would be even better if there were some technological cooperation. Apart from the supercomputer in the hands of the Tower, the Tower is definitely not weak in other technologies, which is why Linde has a little scheme to establish contact with the Tower.

Soon, the group from the tower arrived at the research institute where the flesh and blood of the demon god were stored.

Looking at the fleshy mass with its still-wriggling whip-like tentacles, Deborah exclaimed, "We had imagined that the bodies of Outer Gods had not been destroyed, but we never imagined that they would be buried beneath the eternal frozen ground."

Sure enough, the tower knew everything.

"Your Excellency, we need to study this flesh and blood. Could you possibly cede some to us?"

Although Deborah asked the question, it was in a completely declarative tone, giving Lind no option to refuse.

Linde naturally wouldn't refuse, but instead asked:

What exactly are Outer Gods?

Upon hearing Lind's question, Deborah did not rush to answer. Instead, she instructed her professionals to bring out various tools and begin approaching the isolated piece of flesh. They carefully opened the glass enclosure and began the dissection process.

“Your Excellency, sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing, but since we are the ones who made the request to you, we will naturally answer your questions.”

Deborah glanced at the guards following behind Lind, and Lind could only nod and wave for the guards to leave.

After confirming that no one was around, Deborah slowly spoke, "Outer Gods are invaders from the stars, and they can cause serious damage to the spirit and consciousness of humans. Have any of the soldiers in your territory who experienced the Battle of Golden Plains heard whispers or saw their surroundings?"

To Deborah's surprise, Lind shook his head: "I don't have the symptoms you described. At least, I haven't seen them in my reports. They are mostly post-war psychological traumas, which I think are within the normal psychological range. There are no whispers or hallucinations."

Deborah paused for a moment, then paced back and forth, saying, "Interesting. This doesn't match the records. Is it because the monsters you faced weren't the final form of the Outer Gods' flesh and blood? Or is it because you ultimately defeated those monsters? These all need to be reconsidered."

Watching Deborah pace back and forth, Lind countered, "Since you value the flesh and blood of this Outer God so much, why don't you just go to the Demons and ask for it? Or why don't you just warn the Demons and make them hand over the Outer God's corpse?"

Deborah didn't directly explain the question, but said, "People in the world always have a misunderstanding about our Tower, thinking that we are an omnipotent group of people. But in reality, we started out as a professional organization of research associations. It's just that the organization has a longer history, knows more, and has more magical items."

Hearing Deborah say that, Lind couldn't help but think to himself: Is that really a little bit?

"We can manage those high-level professionals, and we can also recruit suitable talents, but our management of high-level professionals is more about preventing them from creating chaos on the continent by their own power."

"In the early days immediately following the end of the Golden Age, there were many high-level professionals who used their power to wage wars and plunder resources. Resources were plentiful at the time, and the more resources a high-level professional plundered, the more super-level magic they needed to acquire more. If left unchecked, those high-level professionals would not only completely destroy the magical environment, but they might even sink the entire continent underwater. To prevent the situation prophesied by the Holy Grail from happening, we built the Tower."

"In order to prevent the power of the Tower from being abused, such as being used to interfere in world politics, everyone who officially joins the Tower must change their faith to the God of the Covenant and swear an oath not to intervene in world conflicts by force."

Deborah wanted to continue, but Lind immediately raised his hand: "Stop, stop. I've never heard of this God of Contracts before. Does he mean the God of Commerce? Does the God of Commerce care about this? And how do you guarantee that a contract with a god will be 100% effective?"

In order to understand the goddess, the outer gods, and all those other random deities, Linde had crammed on the religious knowledge of this world with the Lantern Dream. But in Linde's memory, there was never any god of contracts. When merchants made contracts, they mostly swore oaths to the gods they believed in.

There is also a god of commerce, but its business scope is limited to commerce. It is more like the god of wealth in Linde's previous life. He would worship him occasionally, but he would not regard it as his main belief.

"You have too many questions. In short, we people of the Tower have no way to obtain the remains of the Outer God from the Demons by force."

By this time, the professionals in the tower had finished cutting up the Outer God's flesh and even helped Lind put the glass back in place. They even carved a flower into the slightly empty glass area where the flesh had been cut up.

Hmm... there might be something worth studying about the intricate carvings on the tower.

But as an organization that controls all high-level professionals across the continent, it actually claims that it cannot use force. It seems that the Tower is not like what people think, a bunch of gods who don't poop or fart, and also needs constraints to be managed.

No wonder there are almost no records of the Tower taking action in history. However, it seems that the Tower cannot use force, or even interfere excessively in the politics of the continent. It mainly issues warnings about super-level magic and has not taken any coercive measures against Linde. If Linde is really determined to use super-level magic, the Tower does not even have a specific plan to stop him.

How exactly did such a tall tower manage to deter the mainland for so long?

"As for that God of Contracts."

Deborah seemed to hesitate for a moment, glanced at the mass of Outer God's flesh and blood, and said to Lind, "You already know many secrets, and you will be needed to fight against those Outer Gods' so-called 'offspring' in the future, so we will naturally answer some of your questions."

Then, Deborah spoke in the calmest tone the words that made Lind uneasy: "Those are the gods that our Tower created to restrain itself."