Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Although Carpenter was full of doubts, she still kept silent.

Even though she often made small mistakes because of those pasts she couldn’t let go of, it was always due to her character flaws, rather than her true ignorance of the world’s ways.

She knew very well that Russell, who must have known part of the inside story, had said nothing to her, so naturally, it meant this matter had nothing to do with her, and she shouldn’t be investigating it.

The reason a secret is a secret is that it won’t be spoken aloud.

Hill glanced at the little girl who lowered her head again, feeling some fondness for her: although her aptitude wasn’t up to par, her character was truly a rare find.

As for her short-sightedness and rough work style, such small matters were really nothing.

How old is Carpenter anyway!

Even if children in this world mature a little earlier, Hill wouldn’t demand a young girl to be so mature and stable that she was good at everything.

To him, Carpenter’s only shortcoming was her aptitude.

It’s not just a matter of Carpenter not understanding his words.

The most important thing is that Hill also couldn’t understand why she couldn’t understand, which was truly troublesome.

Fortunately, Russell was pretty decent in this regard.

He needed Hill to analyze and explain things very carefully, but eventually, he could understand it.

Moreover, Russell was very good at teaching Carpenter.

Perhaps from growing up together, he could immediately see what angle the girl was confused at.

That was not bad, Hill couldn’t help but think... this is probably why most mages value their first disciple the most.

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Hill was standing in the hall looking outside because he had to consider the issue of transportation again.

In this world, ordinary people rarely had the chance to travel... when forced to leave, they basically relied on their two legs.

And in a world where large animals have been extinct for at least tens of thousands of years, Hill wasn’t even sure if carriages ever existed here.

So he was genuinely clueless about what transportation mages in this world used.

Surely, it couldn’t be people pulling a cart to fly, right?

With the pride of a mage, they wouldn’t degrade themselves to the level of being substitutes for animals... even if those extinct creatures had high value, it was a different matter!

Mages, who have strived so hard to stand at the top of the world, couldn’t suddenly turn themselves into another type of creature.

After all, the class system that exists in any world was still divided into mages and mortals in this world.

And in between them were the nobles... this is the reason mortals felt they were just of a different status from mages, not different species.

When Hill first understood this, he found it amusing: In any world, no matter how tightly closed the class system was, there would always be an ascending path that seemed impossible but with a small possibility.

At least it wouldn’t leave the lower class utterly hopeless, feeling that those without the qualifications had no reason to live.

Although Hill was no sociologist, this overly singular world of power was really easy to understand.

Therefore, this world served as a great reminder for him... after all, there were no flashy things to cover anything, as long as he discovered it, he could immediately understand it.

For someone like Hill, who seemed smart but actually was a bit straightforward, it was quite suitable.

Only here did Hill continually acknowledge that he belonged to the bear category... not just physically, but mentally as well.

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However, speaking of it, Hill pressed his fingers on the window, looking down with confusion: Why did this world eventually embrace flying saucers?

Gilbert seemed to have one, but because it was roughly made, ugly and large, Hill initially thought it was an exception, something the little guy had researched on his own... but a careful search of Gilbert’s memory revealed it was a commonly used transportation tool for mages!

Moreover, Gilbert’s wasn’t even the worst, from his observations these few days, that black, ugly thing was actually considered normal among normals... it had some family crest engravings as decorations.

Of course, this flying saucer, in a way, should be called a circular flying carpet.

But because of the metal product, along with an overturned crystal dome on top, it somewhat resembled an oval flying saucer.

This was the best-sounding description Hill could come up with after racking his brains.

Otherwise, it was like a large dish with an overturned bowl at the dining table, made of pure steel.

Hill felt his first challenge was unexpectedly his own aesthetic perception... although his aesthetic was pretty straightforward masculine, it wasn’t non-existent!

Why would mages turn transportation tools into such a sight? They had to sit on it too!

Hill belatedly realized that for mages, the only enemy in this world was their kind.

So they didn’t need to put much thought into their transportation tools... just add defensive spells on the crystal dome.

No wonder when the dragon attacked, it was so easy, purely spell-based defenses were like a meal to it.

Mages weren’t entirely incapable of utilizing the earth, which was extremely repellent to magical energy.

Hill uncovered Gilbert’s flying saucer... because it was so ugly, Hill never thought this thing was a transportation tool... after carefully distinguishing the array at the bottom, he quickly understood the principle.

The earth would indeed disintegrate the magical energy that entered it, but initially, it was repellent and would even rebound.

This was why mages found it difficult to use earth escape magic or ground-splitting spells.

The earthquake technique would also rebound.

After understanding this feature, mages simply combined some gravity spells to create such flying saucers.

Even though the speed wasn’t exactly fast, it could carry a quite heavy load.

Of course, the reason these flying saucers became mainstream was due to the scarcity of energy.

Mages could only rely mainly on their own mana, with energy absorption arrays as supplements... the opposite of how transportation tools were used in the past, leaving them with no choice.

Although Hill didn’t like it, he couldn’t trouble himself over such a trivial thing.

Although he was not really afraid of being recognized by Draculus, sooner was better than later, at least for his self-esteem.

After all, following in the middle of the large group... the reason for such a long preparation time was because no matter how unwilling, Ruth still had to bring some fast-reacting outskirt mages.

If he hadn’t consistently shunned those lower-tier power struggles, nor handed over his family to obediently wait in the outskirts, Ruth couldn’t have set off so quickly.

Hill truly agreed with Ruth’s decision for a swift departure: The later he went, the more the outskirt mages he dragged along would be a pain.

They were unwilling to leave anything behind, wanted to bring everything without enough storage space, which was the biggest problem.

Nicholson had no choice, he inevitably had to drag his family along.

Whether he actually valued those people, he brought this bunch intact to Sia Tower... it was even likely these people were specifically prepared for Sia Tower.

However, Kamente Tower, as the explicit lackey of the Sia Tower, naturally had to leave last.

This way, when reaching Sia Tower, he could explain whatever preparations were left behind by the Tower of Dark Enigma.

The ones they brought weren’t just slow-walking people, but a ton of trouble too.

Ruth didn’t need to fret along with them.

Moreover, his decisive choice to depart early was likely to avoid letting Aislin remain in the Tower of Dark Enigma.

Seeing that girl still act so commanding in the sky, Hill doubted how much she really knew about herself... His increasing certainty about the issues with Aislin was naturally due to Oliva’s sudden disappearance.

As a commander, moving his disciple and sister couldn’t have been completely handed to Aislin... it was very easy to get into conflicts.

Especially those at the Seven Rings, it was hard for them to endure Aislin’s commanding way of urging.

But Oliva chose to help Ruth move... it wasn’t really important work, the truly valuable resources Ruth surely managed personally.

Even though the storage was important, even Hill could entrust the management of his Side Tower storage to a newly promoted student.

With so many students, even if Oliva was the best at daily affairs, it wasn’t necessary to make an Eighth Ring Mage do such simple work.

Aislin was quite happy, busy and bustling every day.

As she was sensible enough not to interfere with Hilbert, only sending someone daily to remind the departure time... such a trivial thing, Hill just let her be.

If it were before identifying something amiss with her, he might have rebuked Aislin, but... that woman, has enough days ahead.

The day she realized what she really was, what her law was... Hill could speculate a few scenarios matching Aislin, the best outcome would be she no longer being Aislin.

The worst result goes without saying, she’d spend her life in despair searching for herself.