Chapter 175 I Have Special Infiltration Skills
The Snow Plain Train of Ingort consisted of one car after another. Ybur carefully counted them, totaling twelve. The first three cars near the front had windows through which one could vaguely see the inside, where some ice sculpture-like, snow-white figures moved around. The fourth car was the strangest, looking like a spire and roughly three or four stories tall. Moving further back, they were all sealed metal cars without windows, obscuring whatever they contained. Ybur guessed that these likely carried cargo.
"The fourth one, it looks like a Mage Tower," Sherry said.
Ybur looked up at the towering spire, "What is it with mages and their obsession? Why insist on a Mage Tower, even on a train car styled like a spire?"
Sherry flipped through her book, "The shape of a Mage Tower doesn't seem to add any special benefits for mages; it's probably just their own preference… Better not to meddle too much in mage affairs, let them be capricious!"